Too many people, too many countries
Long line at the infirmary
My turn, I almost failed
I have no idea how I almost failed
Missisippi mermaids
I didn't say yes or say no but not yes
Your shadow slipping out of the teepee
I didn't see anything, I already had ©bankrupt
And when I had to run I ran
Shame made me a shelter
So the autumn was sweet when I died
Too much too many people, too many countries
What to discover, what to do or what to flee?
I flee with my stomach to the ground in front of the clutter
Far already far and far from choosing
The earth is spinning, we are spinning tops
On the tarmac, the ice, the soil
How many rupees for beautiful red eyes?
Where are yours, in Rome, in Valparaiso?
As soon as I knew how to run I ran
Shame made it a shelter for me
So the autumn was sweet when I died
Too many people as we age
Long night in the infirmary
My turn, my turn I almost
Hate hate the idea that I almost
As soon as I knew how to run I ran
Shame made it a shelter for me
So the autumn was sweet when I died
For fear of having left the skin
And when I thought I was dying I ran
The world made me a friend
But on the way I trembled, I died
Of terror in front of the beautiful stranger
The cold of winters without fur
And the wheel turns, turns I almost
You have no idea how I almost failed