Paris 12 - Linying

Somewhere by the corner stove

I said the words that I was told

Ecstatic, scared and daring to believe

Death and dearness down in streams

Magnets and strawberry dreams

Follow every god and every grief

Laughed and shaking in the cold

Love or taking, I don't know

Stumbling in the silent Annecy

Careful creatures they can be

but stroke their skin and scrape their knees

and say it's hard to say before you leave

Paris makes me feel alone

but yours is something of its own

I'm clawing every crevice in the car

Don't be guilty, don't be brusque

It's not a thing that you can lose

The girl I am, the galaxy you are

Mmmm...

Ahh...

Up to every honest hour

Some were truths and some were far removed

I've heared

Tried and tired's what you know

but me a quiet souvenir to hold

Well here

Don't be guilty, don't be brusque

It's not a thing that you can lose

The girl I am, the galaxy you are