Je sens l'haleine de la guerre et j'ai le gout du sang

Je viens de regarder A Travers Les Brumes avec Nico.

Wow.

Ça te laisse un arrière goût de désespoir.

Je ne me sens pas très bien.

'Cause I don't shine if you don't shine.

Ça a été l'année la plus heureuse de ma vie.

Merci Nico.

Je t'aime,

...un peu trop. <3

<3

I thought a saw you in the battleship
but it was only a look alike
She was nothing but a vision trick
Under the warning light
She was close
Close enough to be your ghost
But my chances turned to toast
When I asked her ifI could call her your name

I thought I saw you in the Rusty Hook
Huddled up in a wicker chair
I wandered over for a closer look
And kissed whoever was sitting there
She was close
And she held me very thightly
Till I asked awfully politetly
Please, can I call you her name?

And I elongated my lift home
And I let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seat belt
And kept my shortcuts to myself

I thought I saw you in the Parrots Beak
Messing with a smoke alarm
It was too loud for me to hear her speak
And she had a broken arm
It was close
So close that the walls were wet
And she wrote out and later said
No, you can’t call me her name

Tell me where’s your hiding place
‘Im worried Ill forget your face
And I’ve asked everyone
I’m begining to think I imagined you all along

I elongated my lift home
Yeah I let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seatbelt
And kept my shortcuts to myself


I saw your sister in the cornerstone
On the phone to the middle man
When I saw that she was on her own
I though she might understand
She was close
Well you couldn’t get much closer
She said, I’m really not supposed to
But yes, you can call me anything you want

<3