My father eyes

Quelque part quelque chose s'est éteind dans ses yeux...

Je le vois plus être heureux.

I sing lullaby...

Montréal here i am...

lost in you
so lost in the middle of you
keep me near you
just hold me tight
montreal, you love me don't you ?

Hey there...wait.

Petite solitude
rue inhabitée
tout nous jette
voyageur sans partance
ni fossile ni trace de passage
sans sens donné
tu mens
froideur ajouté
nue dans les samares
meurtrissure du gage
abandon du dû...colorisation
juxtaposition des envies
prends-moi, ici, doux

you got me all wrong

I thought that you were in love with me...i'm so tired of lies. I'll always be there for you, but will you do the same for me ?

I'm a man without a face, burn inside, dying as slow as I'm walking, hurted by all your supposed love.

I still miss you...why ?

Citation

Ce n'est pas la peine de se tuer, puisqu'on se tue toujours trop tard.
(Cioran)

Citation

On sait rarement pourquoi on aime. On croit toujours savoir pourquoi on n'aime plus.
(M.Auclair)

Patrick Watson - To Build A Home

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed it's knees

By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me
I held on as tightly as you held onto me......

Cause, I built a home f
or you f
or me

Until it disappeared
from me
from you

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust...You may also