I let my mind run
Beyond the edge of my loneliness;
I don't want to accept it;
I don't want to look at the real world
I write without ideas: no story to tell
And I struggle with my reluctant pen;
Which sticks on the paper with mortal ennui
And my hand doesn't seem to move anymore
What is happening to me once again?
I can't realize the sense, the sense
The movement of this machine;
I was wrong wanting to love you again
But thinking it over, it wasn't me who
Came back to you
My steps echoes on the night's empty street
My legs are carrying me leadlessly: a party?
Too many people, pretending to amuse themselves
While my steps are running I look for a new dream
And maybe it will be just a hologram!
And maybe one day the machine will be lit
And maybe one day this hologram will come to life
And maybe it will give the way to this new dream
"Bring me another drink, please."
And slowly, the withdrawal starts;
"Don't stare at me like this!
You know I can't stand it."
My look betrays my thoughts
But with a little effort I'll be able to smile
What is happening to me once again?
Leave me alone, let me fall
And don't stop, and don't stop my crazy run towards nothing
Leave me at this distance where all this doesn't, doesn't exist
I will return when I have concealed my hologram
In the most hidden part of my mind;
Where time will never destroy this hue
Where time neither exists for you!
The withdrawal is delaying
I want to switch it off;
I want to stop this f**ing machine;
...waiting for better times
Where are you? Where do you hide?
But in the end, what do I really want?
A last hologram, just the last one
And then, I promise! I'll look for another dream...!