作词 : Olivier Sicaud/Sebastien Biola
作曲 : Nonsense
Walls of the room are inflating. Colors are getting out and fly all around me.
Nauseated, i’ve got flushes and a burning brain. My entire body slips into another world. //
But i’m not alone. I can see all the smiles locked on every face.
Like witnesses of a worldwide conspiracy, victims of a spell that triggers hysteria. //
What are we all waiting for? Wasted time. //
[Were we just too busy before? So we could not take a look back.]
Can we slow down and open out? //
I feel the scent of serenity exuding from the ditherers. I finally hear the perfect eloquence of the stammerers.
I see the innate tolerance in the heart of the fearfuls. And understand that no one ’s just a fool. //
And time losts of its accuracy. Future is not a human notion anymore. Sorrow finds some remedies.
Past is accepted and present is absolute. //
Walls of the room are inflating. Colors are getting out and fly all around me.
Nauseated, i’ve got flushes and a burning brain. My entire body slips into another world. //
Can we slow down and open out? Can we slow down ?