A provocation to loneliness, when all the best ends up into a grand march that doesn't fit you
Insisting looks and cheap perfumes on trampled sidewalks are aggressions that I won't answer to
I try, I swear, I doubt, I fail, I tried, I swear, I tried, I tried, I tried
Just another witness ain't seen it coming
I was sitting there and yes I could still watch silohouettes dancing, with some kind of interest
I ain't seen it coming, month by month experimenting the distress of not seeing sense in the cadence of bodies
I'm sitting back in place and watching the world declining slowly as a grandpa
All wrinkles drawn with million of shoes used on the side of complacency
It's simply not for me
I tried, to give it all a sense
I tried to love perfume again
I tried to give it all a meaning
I tried to remember
In the morning of my world, all love has ceased
And in the end it is only you, me and the violence
With no kinda limitation
Before the d**h of all hearts, when all love will cease, the hope is saving
Give me a way to see clear into this foggy sea
Slowly we walk to the end of our dreams