Texty: Puggy. Dubois Died Today. We'll See.

We sat underground
And I've just lost the found
Years speak when sound's asleep
They smile when you're around

We'll pass the time where the clocks

Unwind
And the days have no name

Without rhymes

So what do you give to ghosts and lonely kids
Yeah what will we do with our

Time if you do not find a thing about me

Then we'll see
Round and round the clocks slow down
Still the joke's on me

We sat in the sound
The ghosts the clocks the rhythm
And the rhymes
We found the years
The days were clear
It's just relentless now

(Merci a Shanone pour cettes paroles)