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Overnight - Young Greek Boy 
Single 
Written and Recorded/ Young Greek Boy 
Produced (Morteh x Christopher Carr) (Boosted)

Overnight

UN REVEIL SONNE

Un réveil sonne, un bruit d'enfer
Sophie se lève pour le faire taire
Deuxième réveil, sur le secrétaire
Sophie se lève pour le faire taire
Troisième réveil dans la cuisine
Sophie se lève mais fait grise mine
Oooh c'est dur le matin…

A sa fenêtre, la radio chante
Elle boit tout son thé à la menthe
Son chat, bébé, s'étire, se frotte,
Lui montre bien qu'elle lui manque
Elle passe du temps devant son miroir
C'matin au boulot surtout pas d'histoires
Ah non ! Pas d'histoires…

Une clope, ses clés, son sac, son phone, 
B'sou bébé, faudrait pas qu'elle déconne
Son chef, bien chef se met en pétard 
Pour le moindre de ses, de ses retards
Mais rien à faire, elle court, se dépêche
Elle court dans la rue, se désespère
Ooooh j'vais être en retard…Quel drame…

Son tram l'attend, elle n'est pas à l'heure
Sophie se doute qu'elle plaît au chauffeur
Le gars métro, lui donne son métro
Qu'elle lira toute à l'heure dans le métro
Une journée de boulot qui commence
Sophie pense toujours à sa romance
Oh oui, la romance, ça la rend vraiment..

Toc toc, le code, elle monte au bureau
Mange la madeleine à Caliméro
Son chef, bien chef lui fait une remarque
Sophie s'en tape, rien ne la marque
Le phone sonne pas de mystère
C'est Laurent qui se désespère
Oooh Sophie…réponds-pas…


Une clope, ses clés, son sac, son phone, 
Elle quitte le boulot pour le resto
Elle mangera ce qui lui plaît
Tant pis à  ceux à qui ça déplaît	
Son pantalon lui serre la taille
Pour elle ce n'est qu'un détail
Ce soir, Sophie mangera ThaI...

Arrive l'heure de partir
Sophie en a marre et se tire du boulot
Elle envoie son dernier mémo
Bye bye l'ordi ferme son bureau
Le phone sonne pas de mystère
C'est Laurent qui se désespère
Oooh Sophie ... répons pas 


Une clope, ses clés, son sac, son phone, 
Bébé l'attend, faudrait pas qu'elle déconne
Son chat bien chat se met en pétard 
Pour le moindre de ses, de ses retards
Mais rien à faire, elle court, se dépêche
Elle court dans la rue, se désespère
Ooooh j'vais être en retard…Quel drame…

AN ALARM CLOCK

An alarm rings, a hell of a noise
Sophie gets up to silence him
Second alarm clock, on the secretary
Sophie gets up to silence him
Third alarm clock in the kitchen
Sophie gets up but looks grim
Oooh it's hard in the morning...

At his window, the radio sings
She drinks all her mint tea
Her cat, baby, stretches, rubs,
Shows her that he misses her
She spends time in front of her mirror
This morning at work, no fuss
Oh no ! No stories…

A cigarette, her keys, her bag, her phone, 
Good baby, she shouldn't mess around
Her boss, a good boss, goes into a funk 
For the slightest of her, of her delays
But nothing to do, she runs, hurry
She runs into the street, despairs
Ooooh I'm going to be late...What a drama...

Her tram is waiting for her, she is not on time
Sophie suspects that the driver likes her
The metro guy, give her his metro
Which she will read later in the metro
A day of work begins
Sophie still thinks about her romance
Oh yes, romance really makes her...

Knock knock, the code, she goes up to the office
Eat the madeleine at Caliméro
Her boss, a good boss, makes a remark to her
Sophie doesn't care, nothing marks her
The phone is ringing, no mystery
It is Laurent who is in despair
Oooh Sophie…don't answer…

A cigarette, her keys, her bag, her phone, 
She leaves work for the restaurant
She will eat whatever she likes
Too bad for those who don't like it	
His pants tighten his waist
For her it's just a detail
Tonight, Sophie will eat Thai...

It's time to leave
Sophie is fed up and gets out of work
She sends her last memo
Bye bye the computer closes its office
The phone is ringing, no mystery
It is Laurent who is in despair
Oooh Sophie... don't answer

Un Réveil Sonne

independent

She didn’t know, but she had her suspicions, she’d read that book before.
He made her promises, she made conditions, but she no longer kept score.
Things she learned over the years taught her to manage the tears.
Congratulations, low expectations have made you the winner again.

He shook so many hands, laid out his stellar plans, he’s gonna save the day.
If you elect me, you can expect to make all the bad go away.
Before they had finished the count he already had his hand out.
Congratulations, low expectations have made you the winner again.

Let’s hear it for the nice guys, you know, the ones finishing last.
A shout out for the nice guys, or are they a thing of the past?
Do you even know a nice guy? They’re disappearing fast.
Blink and you’ll miss ‘em, they’re gone, a vanishing breed.

He said he’d always be there for her, care for her, they fit like hand in glove.
If she would just give in, it’s really not a sin, he’d show her how much he loved.
Soon as she told him the news, he offered her his excuse.
Congratulations, low expectations have made you the winner again.

Let’s hear it for the nice guys, you know, the ones finishing last.
A shout out for the nice guys, or are they a thing of the past?
Do you even know a nice guy? They’re disappearing fast.
Blink and you’ll miss ‘em, they’re gone, a vanishing breed.

We live in a world where the losers are winners, and nice guys get shown to the door.
Nice guys, they say, finish last in the race, and you don’t hear from them anymore.

Let’s hear it for the nice guys, you know, the ones finishing last.
A shout out for the nice guys, or are they a thing of the past?
Do you even know a nice guy? They’re disappearing fast.
Blink and you’ll miss ‘em, they’re gone, a vanishing breed.

Nice Guys

this is my original song from the EP called, Nova + The Skeletons.

please check out the beautiful remixes of the EP by my awesome friend, @aqwan : 

https://aqwan.bandcamp.com/album/wildsilences-nova-the-skeletons-remixed

"this road is too long without you
nothing changes
broken and tangled and oh i wish
footprints and petals and oh i wish
flowers bloom through bones and
i wish i was
keep me in your butterfly jar
in the dark i shine my light
maybe you'll find your way home
home to me
the road is too long
barefoot on stones
feels like i'm walking through fire
let me be your blossoms in your
skeleton and bones
let me be your firefly
guiding you home to me"

All music and lyrics by Wildsilences

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