Conséquence

Empreinte

If my emptiness was a mother 
I'd nurture you the sun
We sparkle like a fire
As if you were my love

We were overloaded bye the time 

If your sorrow had feet 
I'd teach it how to dance
We often mirror one another 
so scared to lose our sense
 
We were overloaded by the time

NURTURE THE SUN

Coeur D'artichaut
je te propose 
nouvelles de choses
sans detruir 
la vague
de désir

Coeur D'artichaut

everybody wants to be somebody 
be nobody
still gonna hear 
the beat from your 
BODY

moiMEGAmind