Composer: Laurent Mazzalai, Thomas Croquet, Christian Mazzalai, Frederic Moulin
Lyrics
A restricted area
Shaped like a petunia
Thank God you know your ways
It's in your mind
It's on all the time
I found it hard to explain
What would you trade me for?
This girl's playing hula hoop
Under the malicious
Winter solstice
Turn the lights on
Find me a narrative
Something positive
This requiem played a few times before
I heard it once, so I'm not sure
On the phone I told you
Why open your eyes to go to bed?
Drive straight to the ocean
And see what we won't find out
Even the righteous beheaded their loved ones
Now it's hard to connect
But the world's unchained
And soon
It'll be public domain
It's too hard to remain
Astute
But I will stay
If you're detained with you
I'll wash my hands
Until it rains through
Keeping the lights on
Obliged to the bygones
Thank God you know your way
If this time it's true
Why bother reeling you?
All this fine jewelry
Look at this diamond shaped out of glass
I try to make this ruby shine nice
I'm tryna make a living
If that something that you don't mind, fine
Did you ever think it could have been in our lifetime?
So give me a ride home
Find me a narrative
Something positive
This requiem played a few times before
And I told you
Why open your eyes to go to bed?
Drive straight to the ocean
Let's see what we won't find out
Even the righteous beheaded their loved ones
Now it's hard to connect
But the world's unchained
And soon
It'll be public domain
It's too hard to remain
Astute
But I will stay
If you're detained with you
I'll wash my hands
Until it rains through you
Christian Mazzalai, Frédéric Moulin, Laurent Brancowitz, Thomas Croquet