歌詞
[Verse 1]
I would describe myself
As a landscape I buried
My mother's face
As she carried me
How her water raged and emptied
[Verse 2]
I would describe myself
As the color field I married
My New York pages
How they prepared my sheets
And the dirges caged and cared for me
[Verse 3]
Dry your eyes
Those tears are all you're given
It's no surprise, no
Your heaven's what you're living in
[Verse 4]
Whenever Auntie moves around
Her dress makes a curious sound
They trail behind her, up the floor
And trundle after, through the door
[Verse 5]
Dry your eyes
Those tears are all you're given
It's no surprise, no
Your heaven's what you're living in
[Verse 6]
Dry your eyes
Those tears are all you're given
It's no surprise, no
Your heaven's what you're living in
Written by: Jean Christophe Le Saout
