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Heart Instead of Eyes
04:23
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In contemplative times, I could have been
So much self-assured that sorrow meant nothing.
But these days are gone, and how could I pray...
For a better way to escape from decay.
What is this deep reflection of another existence which attempts to rise when we turn our back ?
My feet slide down on an uncertain ground,
On which all my doubts creep in a youth greedy for passion.
These fleeting pictures which haunt our dreams,
flutter with my tears of innocence.
Who ? What... Urge us at any moment to perceive the boundless beauty the world conceals ?
Where will this thirst of absolute drive us ? This thirst of a horizon for ever faraway, which caresses sometimes our soul’s fingertip.
The sun I see will rise again in the sky tomorrow
As this continual questioning about human destiny.
These are my own weapons... faith and hope.
It’s as if I walked eyes wide open in my own dream.
I long to taste the milky softness of every feeling, to just call for a kiss of wind to be awaken to the sough of life.
If everything is illusion, we only have to live as in a dream.
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2. |
The One Who Is Not Me
03:33
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The story begun as I was just a larva.
I don’t remember but my ears recorded that
I wasn’t wanted.
Standing in life on my own feet, things seem easier to make out from now on.
But I don’t understand, why they’re always fighting at home.
I cannot see why we can’t live in harmony.
The feeling I will live lonely forever. Lacks I tried to fill as I could, without any success.
Several years after, I let myself fall into deep emotions with a person, the solution for my problems, but I’m not myself.
So, my solution is gone away I’m alone again, more than ever. Must ease my mind (my fear grows), still I’m not myself.
I spend my time building a fake everyday life I hated so before.
My faith in this paper world is dead, my existence is a witness of this non sense.
My actions are led by my fears, I feel I'm the puppet of my envies.
Does something real remain of me ?
Does something real remain of me ?
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3. |
Interlude
01:18
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4. |
Remember the Child
03:24
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A little boy who’d like to understand why adults’ eyes are always sad.
He wonders how not to mess up his life.
- I won’t let myself be the victim of my fate.
- You know boy, we don’t always choose the direction, sometimes the life does it for us.
We have a dream,
We want to make it real,
But we lose its meaning
Facing of reality.
- What is this kind of submisson ? What is this reality all about ?
- You will see when you grow up, and get older.
- Then, I get wish not to see.
- Yes, you'll see, everyone must go through it.
- You say that cause you messed up your life.
- Oh no, I live comfortably.
It’s easy to pretend to know what is truth, when you don’t have any sort of responsability.
I did not choose what my life should look like. Nor my every daily life. We lie to protect you from our desillusion. You hold our dead hopes.
When you become an adult, you can let your worst sides lead your existence, and you look like the puppet of your sins. So your culpability make you think you deserve all the bad things which happen to you.
In fact, it’s the fear of looking inside yourself that makes you weak facing the adversity.
The fear of looking inside.
The reason why sometimes you cry.
You know you’re sad inside.
But you’ll find nowhere else than inside,
You’ll find the real one nowhere else.
Find the real one.
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Have I had the occasion to tell how much I thank you ?
How many things could I’ve written about sorrow I’ve felt as you were leaving.
Beyond feelings this has let me make a clean sweep of my life.
I’ve had to build myself once again... and better than ever,
because I lived through you. You’ve left myself alone and it can’t be any other way.
You have broken everything that were lies
and preconceived ideas about myself. Today years have passed, and I have changed so much. In fact I’ll never be the same
person anymore.
I may have lost some innocence, but I won’t forget you, even each one lives his life.
I lived so much through you, you've left myself alone, and it can't be any other way, I lived so much through you.
Here I am all new, breathing a brand new air, which sinks not in regrets, but exhales gratitude for this spiritual emergency.
I thank you, and I forgive you.
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6. |
Between Sky & the Man
04:09
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I sat down in the cold of the beginning night,
The sky burns the clouds that the moon has not charmed.
Arrogant buildings have raisen from earth
Staring at metal wings up in the sky-
But the sunlight has always reached towards the green and brown.
From his tower of Ivory, a man considers all the lit up rooms in the mankind’s world.
He dreams with a smile, that the sky could be jealous of these fallen stars, like himself trying to reach the clouds.
Except that the sky keeps on smiling, when the man has definitly gone.
I could be as big as you - said the man to the moon.
I could fly towards you, to rob the secret of your beauty.
I could put the stars in the box of my heart,
to shine more than the sun,
to be faster than the wind.
I could eat all the earth I can,
to make my realm grow.
But I dug, I flew, I swam and nothing gave me your secret power, I understood nothing.
The link-nothing
When buildings stare at the planes, the sky cries for trees.
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Sequoia Perpignan, France
Exutoire, libérateur, intense (2002-2006)
Vocals: Iwo
Guitars: Karim
Guitars: Fabien
Bass: Vincent
Drums: Yoann
Eternalis Records
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