Testo di Paris 12

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