It is the story of a (love) story, track 3
Where one takes off. 
From above, day and night blend. 
You are essential. Omnipresent.

C’est l’histoire d’une histoire (d’amour), piste 3
Où l’on prend son envol. 
Là-haut, jour et nuit se confondent. 
Tu es indispensable et essentielle. Omniprésente.

Until the sun rise through

It is the story of a (love) story, track 2
Where one goes out of oneself to live at last. She becomes the hope of a better, a promising horizon, a break in the clouds.

C’est l’histoire d’une histoire (d’amour), piste 2
Où l’on sort de soi-même pour aller vivre enfin. Elle devient l’espoir d’un meilleur, un horizon prometteur, une éclaircie.

Running in the dark

It is the story of a (love) story, track 1
Where one is already a little in love without knowing it yet. Nothing has really changed and everything is already different. She begins to infuse, to slowly permeate thoughts, to raises doubts. The signs are there, the body shudders, preparing for the delicious fall to come.

C’est l’histoire d’une histoire (d’amour), piste 1
Où l’on est deja un peu amoureux sans le savoir encore. Rien n’a vraiment changé et tout est différent deja. Elle commence à infuser, à imprégner lentement les pensées, à lever les doutes. Les signes sont là, le corps frémit, se préparant pour la délicieuse chute à venir.

Spell

I’m always going home (interlude)

Sydney (instrumental)

Art is not an option

Northern Star

The Sun Behind

Paroles : Marceline Desbordes-Valmore
Musique : Julien Clerc
Découvert via la reprise de Benjamin Biolay sur l'album 'Trash Yéyé'

A few days ago, I found in my archives a cover I'd done a few years ago of the song 'Les Séparés'. It resonates differently today, in this period of social distancing, and is intertwined in this video with my series of photos 'Self Isolation'.
https://youtu.be/z_XYZRxhdL8

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Les Séparés

When I woke up this morning
I didn’t realise
That you were on my way
That I was on your path

When I woke up this morning
I didn’t know at all
That you were here to stay
That I had not control

Now I see you
and I wonder how I’ve lived before
and I wonder why I’d look for more
and I wonder 

Now I see you
And I know that I won’t close the door
And I know that I would want for more
and I know that

*Nice to meet you*
*Why does it feel so good, why does it feel so good, why does it feel so*

I feel like I’m a better me
There’s nowhere else I would like to be
Please believe me when I tell you that I know you
I’ve used my three favours but now I want you
I’m feeling good, everything is so right
that I don’t need to show you my best side
I don’t really know where I’m falling into
But I’m pretty sure that I’m falling for you

*Nice to meet you*
*Why does it feel so good, why does it feel so good, why does it feel so*

I don’t know where it goes, but I’m not sure that I want to know
Let’s see where it take us, the flow. Hang in tight and don’t let go
If it’s a dream make sure I don’t wake up, if it’s a glitch I don’t have no backup. (I don’t have a backup)
If you pull back please don’t rush the break-up, if you feel the same you don’t need no make-up.

Nice To Meet You

Days and days and I’m still counting
 Time is rolling down 
Days and days and I’m still counting 
Every step and every falling 
Every word and every pouting 
Days and days and I’m still counting

Right after the last call, before we hit the wall 
The rise after a fall, you’re like a miracle 
Forget the protocol, you can rest on my throne 
you can rest on my throne

I can’t still believe it, let me push my limits 
I will try to teach you all I know and even more I hope.
 I don’t know where I stand, but surely not far from your hand
 Let me look at you when you grow.

Days and days and I’m still counting
 Time is rolling down 
Days and days and I’m still counting 
Every step and every falling 
Every word and every pouting 
Days and days and I’m still counting

Forget about my lane, let’s go back on the plane
 I’m starting to realize that everything won’t be the same again  
Nights will be days and days will go by
 and I will be dazed and I won’t even close my eyes. -- I will probably fail but at least I tried

Days And Days

Sometimes here, often elsewhere, as a travel artist I take advantage of my surroundings – landscapes, transportation, the places I stay in – to take photographs, write songs and create films.

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