Je veux juste passer la mienne (dans tes cheveux)
Manger tartines de pain


Sucer doigts pleins de miel

Golden was the bird I knew,
Sang a song so free then flew,
And they won't come back,
Can't come back.

Golden was the bird long gone,
Sang a little while, flew on,
And they won't come back,
Can't come back.

Yeah, I woke one morning, long time gone,
A magpie’d come to steal away my song,
Was up against the window yeah tapping on the pane,
But it couldn't get in, no, kept calling my name.

Golden was the bird,
And they won't come back.

And I can’t sleep,
From what haunts me in the middle of night,
And I can’t sleep,
All I see is my dreams passing by,
And I can’t sleep,
From what haunts me in the middle of night,
And I can’t sleep,
All I see is my dreams passing by.

And I can’t sleep,
From what haunts me in the middle of night,
And I can’t sleep,
All I see is my dreams passing by,
And I can’t sleep,
From what haunts me in the middle of night,
And I can’t sleep,
All I see is my dreams passing by.

Hit the lights,
Just breathe,
Just breathe.

Hit the lights,
This is our moment now,
We are here,
Just to fight it out,
Hit the lights,
This is our moment now,
Just breathe,
Just breathe,

Hit the lights,
This is our moment now,
We are here,
Just to fight it out,
Hit the lights,
This is our moment now,
Just breathe,

Just breathe.

Hit the lights,
Just breathe,
Hit the lights,
Just breathe,
Just breathe.

Hit the lights,
This is our moment now,
We are here,
Just to fight it out,
Hit the lights,
This is our moment now,
Just breathe,
Just breathe,

Hit the lights,
This is our moment now,
We are here,
Just to fight it out,
Hit the lights,
This is our moment now,
Just breathe,
Just breathe.

I’m working on a building, working on a building

Working on a building, For my lord, for my lord

It’s a holy ghost building, its a holy ghost building

A holy ghost building, for my lord, for my lord

If I was sinner I’ll tell you what I’d do

I’d quit all my sinning and I’d work on a building too

I’m working on a building, working on a building

Working on a building, For my lord, for my lord

If I was drunkard, tell you what I’d do

I’d quit all my drinking and I’d work on a building too

I’m working on a building, working on a building

Working on a building, For my lord, for my lord

If I was a preacher I tell you what I’d do

I’d keep on preaching and I’d work on a building too

I’m working on a building, working on a building

Working on a building, For my lord, for my lord

It’s a holy ghost building, its a holy ghost building

A holy ghost building, for my lord, for my lord

Say goodbye to your vanishing day
Try to hide if you want
But it always find a way

Cos time is getting away from you
A darkness you're never breaking through
Cos time is getting away from you
A darkness you're never breaking through

So bury your memories now
Make a wish that you'll be found
Understand there's nowhere left to hide
Let your soul be carried on the tide

So bury your memories now
Make a wish that you'll be found
Understand there's nowhere left to hide
Let your soul be carried on the tide

Taken by the darkness
Bury my memory
You know I won't be back

Taken by the darkness
Bury my memory
You know I won't be back

Taken by the darkness
Bury my memory
You know I won't be back