ye, i know it came from 13 reasons why. good show.

Das Vakuum

Parole Arrangement irilove

Le Grand Feu

Un souffle, une étincelle,
un geste qu’on ne comprend pas,
peut-être un homme, peut-être personne,
mais toujours la main de l’humain,
qui réveille la bête,
l’ogre rouge au ventre affamé.



Ô Grand Feu,
tu rugis dans nos vallées,
mais face à ta folie,
se lèvent des armées
de pompiers, de frères, de sœurs,
de courage et de sueur.
Tu ne prendras pas nos cœurs.



La nuit brûle, les collines saignent,
les bêtes fuient, les pierres gémissent.
Les maisons tremblent,
les souvenirs craquent,
et dans l’air lourd,
une question sans réponse :
qui a allumé la première flamme ?



Ô Grand Feu,
tu rugis dans nos vallées,
mais face à ta folie,
se lèvent des armées
de pompiers, de frères, de sœurs,
de courage et de sueur.
Tu ne prendras pas nos cœurs.



Et dans la nuit,
des mains se sont tendues,
des voix ont crié plus fort que tes flammes,
des chaînes humaines
ont porté l’eau comme on porte l’espoir.
La solidarité a dansé
au milieu de tes braises.



Ô Grand Feu,
tu croyais tout emporter,
mais il reste la force
de lutter, de s’aimer.

Le Grand Feu

Words about Words
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

I cannot hear the music
I want to hear a song
All I hear is more words
And they keep on coming on

I wake up with the words
They pour into my mind
I am afraid that I will loose them
That they will be left behind

[bridge]

I rush to write them down
I repeat them in my mind
I say them ten times over
It's a pen I'm trying to find

But so what, I write them down
It is only a few words
It wasn't an idea, not a real thing
Just words, and words, and words

[instrumental]

I cannot find the beat
I don't hear a melody
Just old patterns I repeat
That's all I seem to see

If not words, then an idea
Can at least, I have that
But no, all I get is words
Just crap that I have spat

[bridge]

It all comes at me too fast
I write and write and write
Someday I need to stop
It keeps me up at night

I am going around in circles
Just more words about the words
What about the music, that I never hear 
I only hear words, and that is that

[instrumental]

It all comes at me too fast
I write and write and write
Someday I need to stop
It keeps me up at night

I am going around in circles
Just more words about the words
What about the music, that I never hear 
I only hear words, and that is that

[outro]

Words about Words

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Eponymous 1981-1983

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The Stand

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Still (Luna Version)

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