HURRY UP 
(Sébastien Pelle - Alban Bouquette)
nouveau titre de Sébastien Pellé 
enregistré au Studio d'Azy par Alban Bouquette

Hurry up for what is next 
Gimme a start I’ll do the rest
We used to starve for excellency
I might be short on this currency

Hurry up for what is left
This life we’ve dreamt is out of depth 
The sky you see’s almost empty
You go public out of privacy

Out of the screen the world is slow 
The desert starts with the ego
I feel like I’m a lonely tree
I lose my leaves out of chivalry

And I know
There is just nowhere else to go

There’s no meaning to live this slow
There’s no meaning to live among ourselves 
We all bargain the best we know
We’re all living the same and it’s a lonely train

These times of ours ain’t the times of mine 
Guests are missing there’s no more wine 
I wonder who's the one to blame
From where I sit they all look the same

There’s no way to be young anymore 
On this picture you see no shore
I’m standing in the morning set
The picture goes with the last bet

Do you want sex love understanding
Too many characters and there is no meaning 
Hurry up our time is dying
I stand alone and your back is shining

On the sea

My stream alone my stream my stream alone I’m outta feet waiting for the tide
My dream alone my dream alone my dream alone my dream alone I’m outraged by the fading of light

And I know
There is just nowhere else to go
There is just nowhere else to go

Hurry up

HURRY UP

Sebastien Pellé fait escale au Studio d'Azy et nous livre Free Wheel

Paroles et chant : Sébastien Pellé
Musique et instruments : Alban Bouquette

Free Wheel 

I bet you know another place to go in the sky
So many ways down below I’ve lost myself in the wild
I would erase the track and let nothing in my back
The shadow of our dreams is standing in the dark
We want to play all day like children in the snow
And as far as I know all that i need is just a blow

If you press one I’ll dial on you
If you press two I’ll double the dime
Some illusions can make it through
Some illusions can make it right
Free wheel it’s gonna be us
Free wheel it’s gonna be us

If you meet me in my fantasy for a while
I’ll be eager to unbottle my best wine
I don’t believe in fate I don’t believe in the past
I plead for premonition and those things that never last
Pick the one you please suit yourself with champagne
This shadow we won’t cast cause we don’t flavour the pain

And when I do the maths
I’m a terrible liar
And when I do the maths 
Such a beautiful fire
Free wheel it’s gonna be us
Free wheel it’s gonna be us 

We stretch better through our burden
We stretch better through the lime
In addition of a mystical raven
We must get rid off any lie

Free Wheel

black hair

Une ronde latin-electro-pop en canon pour guitares. 
composée, interprétée, enregistrée au Studio d’Azy
par Alban jacques Bouquette
A Latin electro-pop round in canon for guitars.

Gypsy round

Chanson épicière retrouvée bio  dans la  réserve et servie au poids par Alban Bouquette aux instruments. Enregistrement Studio d'Azy.