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Watch the seasons come and go
Watch them flow
Watch the seasons come and go
When you're tickling the ivories
No one there to bother Mother Nature
It's a sight to behold you'd better hold your breath
Watch them flow
Things are meant to be told we'd rather go ahead
See them glow
Watch them flow
See them grow
Watch them come and go
Catching the parade of the houseboats
Watch the swans and see the ducks doing their morning routine
When it's still foggy above the river Seine
I want to spend my life with you
Take you into my arms every morning
When the sun comes up
Till the sun beats down
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I'd like to make my exit with panache
Bright underpants to be shown on the coroner's table
Please
Everybody's got something to hide
I've been under treatment
But now it's done
I'm healed
Be sure that I'll come over
What's your take on
This outrageous outfit I wore?
Please Goddess let me lie on the floor
To master an appearance at the awards
"The Bird, The Fly & The Helicopter"
Our time is up, the party's over
Stick to your guns
The award goes to Virginia Woodstone-Grey
For the most impressive body of work that anyone who's worked with her
Might have noticed yeah, haven’t you yeah?
I'd like to make my exit with panache
Please find my passport in the pocket of my Italian jacket
Please
I'm sitting singing songs for everyone
I've been under treatment
But now I'm good
I'm healed
Be sure that I'll come over
What's your take on
"I wonder if you can picture more"?
Those funny little things on the shore
Open your eyes
Mother
Open your heart to me
I don't care if the cupboard's bare
I don't mind if your beloved dog is sick
I don't give a damn about your brand new car
Is it grey? Is it white? Is it black? Is it shiny?
I sing this song in English cause I like it
I'll sing in Italian and I'm sure you will love it
Or even in German but you and I won't get it
I'd rather sing in French
Hoping you'd understand
What I really meant
Do I really need to scream?
Open your eyes
Mother
Open your heart to me
Only a pocketful of minutes or years ahead of us
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New Year's Crazy Egos
06:10
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Childhood is a foreign country
And I’m glad I still have my passport
You should expect the return of the mid-afternoon
Mystic Men
They used to congregate
Every Friday
Never to be seen again
Where were their fathers?
Where were their brothers?
They all went missing
Some of them were loved by their mothers, their wives, their sisters
But the kids they don’t live here anymore
2000 miles from home
They speak another tongue
Flags are flying
It’s raining crowns
What a lovely ride we had
Crazy egos
Hung up on a dream
That very same dream
Childhood is a foreign country
And I’m glad I still have my parents
The mystic men would be chanting and getting high
Little did they know they were meant to love each other
You should explain why he took his own life
Instead of becoming
The finest rock’n’roll star
I lie awake
Staring at the stars
While you're looking at me
I dissolve into your eyes
Crazy egos who come to blows
They’re so full of themselves
Because we’re hung up on the same dream
We share the very same sadness weakness loneliness
Time is a friend of mine
Flags are flying it’s raining crowns what a lovely crowd you are!
Crazy egos about to blow they’re so full of themselves
Because we’re hung up on the same dream
We share the very same shyness sweetness loneliness
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Brain Cells
01:38
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I miss my imaginary Mum
Tomorrow was written in your brain cells
Thought and designed by others
Don’t let them choose for you
Catch your destiny
Trying not to lose touch with reality
Do we share the same mindset or time zone and perceptions?
Sometimes I wonder
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Though we've been trying
A zillion times
I've been losing sleep
I can't concentrate
When I'm on my own
You destroyed my self-esteem
In the blink of an eye
I would have loved to love you
But it was not to be
Babies making babies
They happen not to love
Sometimes
Forever is composed of nows
Complete strangers
We never got along fine
As far as I can remember
The longest dream I've had
I would have loved to love you
I really would
My nervous system is falling to pieces
One too many arguments
I'm living for a better life
I'm leaving for a second time
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Olivier Rocabois Paris, France
ALL IF was an indie pop creature invented in Paris in 2008 by Olivier Rocabois who decided to go solo in
2019.
Raised on cult albums ("Ram" by McCartney, "Giant Steps" by the Boo Radleys), Rocabois developed an eclectic taste for the refined and the organic.
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