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Whispers

Feel

Home is the place where we live.
Home is the place where you learn to forgive.
Home's where you build up your fire.
Home is the place where you crawl up inside her.
Down in the night.
It'll be right.
In the morning.

Home is the place you belong.
Home is a place where you can't stay for long.
Home is the time at your side.
Home is the place where you play out the ride.
Dark is the night.
But it's all alright.
In the morning.

Give me some time.
Get my ducks in a line.
Though we're all short of time.
Take me home.
Faded or not
I'll be taking my shot.
Trying to stop this rot.
Take me home.

Home places logs by the fire.
Home is a place where you're joined up with wire.
Home is a light in the dawn.
Home is the piled dirty clothes you have worn.
Meanwhile, there's the night.
Turn off the light.
To them all.

Give me a throw.
Get my ducks in a row.
We'll be watching them go.
Take me home.
I'm fading away.
But won't sink into grey.
It'll all be okay.
Take me home.

Give me some time.
Get my ducks in a line.
Though we're all short of time.
Take me home.
Now faded or not
I'll be taking my shot.
Trying to stop this rot.
Take me home. 

They said that we'd never make it.
What do they know?
Girl, we never made it.
Lost in the night.
Worked out alright.
Now, will you please take me home. 


Home

Chacun de nous peut mettre un prénom, un visage, sur "Quelqu'un, quelque part".
Spécial remerciement à Discovery Playlists, et à Trending Music!
https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/track/7fLaJ6YJssWVBBrR2Uhmgh
Paroles:
Tu t'souviens y' a longtemps, une route dans la nuit,
Elle courait sous la pluie pour trouver un abri.
Tu revois son visage comme un flash dans ta vie,
Une image lointaine, mais intacte aujourd'hui.
Cigarettes, et se lève le jour.
Dans ta tête, quand t'y penses, tu t'sens court.

Quelqu'un, quelque part, te ressemble un peu.
Courent dans ta mémoire, des routes de feu.
Que tu portes au plus haut, quand ta vie sonne faux,
Quand tu la sens qui tremble au fil de tous tes maux.
Quelqu'un, quelque part, connait tes matins,
Le bleu de son regard, a noyé tes chemins,
Et t'attends simplement qu'à l'horloge sans bruit,
Les aiguilles du temps tournent les heures de ta vie.
Quelqu'un, quelque part..

Temps qui passe qui s'éloigne, mais jamais ne s'efface,
Tu sais bien qu'au delà des années rien ne passe.
Vérité qui renait au détour d'un chemin,
Coeurs gravés dans l'écorce, d'un passé déjà loin.
cigarettes et que tombe la nuit.
Dans ta tête, quand t'y penses tu te dis.

Quelqu'un, quelque part, te ressemble un peu.
Courent dans ta mémoire, des routes de feu.
Que tu portes au plus haut, quand ta vie sonne faux,
Quand tu la sens qui tremble au fil de tous tes maux.
Quelqu'un, quelque part, connait tes matins,
Le bleu de son regard, a noyé tes chemins,
Et t'attends simplement qu'à l'horloge sans bruit,
Les aiguilles du temps tournent les heures de ta vie.

Quelqu'un, quelque part
Quelqu'un, quelque part
sur les routes là bas...
Quelqu'un, quelque part.

Christian PERUTI - auteur, compositeur, interprète

Each of us can put a name, a face, on "Someone, Somewhere".
Special thanks to Discovery Playlists, and Trending Music!
Lyrics:
You remember a long time ago, a road in the night,
She was running in the rain to find shelter.
You see her face again like a flash in your life,
A distant image, but intact today.
Cigarettes, and dawn.
In your head, when you think about it, you feel short.

Someone, somewhere, looks a little like you.
Roads of fire run through your memory.
That you carry to the highest, when your life rings false,
When you feel it trembling with all your troubles.
Someone, somewhere, knows your mornings,
The blue of his gaze, has drowned your paths,
And you simply wait for the clock to silently,
The hands of time turn the hours of your life.
Someone, somewhere..

Time that passes that moves away, but never fades,
You know well that beyond the years nothing passes.
Truth that is reborn at the bend of a path,
Hearts engraved in the bark, of a past already far away.
cigarettes and that night falls.
In your head, when you think about it you say to yourself.

Someone, somewhere, looks a little like you.
Running in your memory, roads of fire.
That you carry to the highest, when your life rings false,
When you feel it trembling with all your ills.
Someone, somewhere, knows your mornings,
The blue of his gaze, has drowned your paths,
And you simply wait for the clock without noise,
The hands of time turn the hours of your life.

Someone, somewhere
Someone, somewhere
on the roads over there...
Someone, somewhere.

Christian PERUTI - author, composer, performe

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