The sound
The jonesIt takes me, it's inside me, it came from nowhere.
It's following me like my shadow,
Sometimes, ooh ! I wish I was dead.
Every minute it grows again, take space in my brain.
It says : _"I'm your master, I feed day by day your memory.
I like the taste of the stories you hide."
Please go away ! Leave me alone ! Get out of me !
You are the sound that brought me madness,
A knee on the ground, I'm feeling emptiness.
You are the sound that brought me loneliness,
My head on the ground, I'm singing emptiness.
It's twisting inside me to suck up my soul.
It's gettin' in my belly like it would break a wall.
I can't remember when I try to think about myself,
There's only a hole without colours, without a name, without a taste.
It's always there but I've lost the notion of time,
Is it yesterday or do I live tomorrow ?
I'm not sure that my eyes see
These pictures that interpret my mind. It is me now, he is me now.
I'm surrounded by a space I've never dreamed,
Forms I can't explain, colours I can't describe.
I feel it's here inside me waitin' for my reaction.
Is it water, is it earth, is it real ?
I swallow, I should die, I'm fine, it's warm in my lungs.
The sound is beating with my heart,
Together we are travelling its world, ooh its world !
Prisoner of my own conscience, I can't fight.
It is the sound that brought me madness,
My body on the ground is feeling emptiness.
It is the sound that brought me loneliness,
My soul seems lost in another space.
In another space...
In another space...
In another space...
In another space...