MissRoseBertin

All One. Indeed ! Two snakes representing the “Kundalini” in the heart of Paris. Trocadéro. Synchronicity. 25.07.2018 

At seventeen, I started to starve myself I thought that love was a kind of emptiness And at least I understood then the hunger I felt And I didn't have to call it lonelinessWe all have a hunger We all have a hunger We all have a hunger We all have a hungerTell me what you need, oh, you look so free The way you use your body, baby, come on and work it for me Don't let it get you down, you're the best thing I've seen We never found the answer but we knew one thingWe all have a hunger (we all have a hunger) We all have a hunger (we all have a hunger) We all have a hunger (we all have a hunger) We all have a hunger (we all have a hunger)And it's Friday night and it's kicking in And I can't dress, they're gonna crucify me Oh, but you and all your vibrant youth How could anything bad ever happen to you? You make a fool of death with your beauty, and for a momentI thought that love was in the drugs But the more I took, the more it took away And I could never get enough I thought that love was on the stage You give yourself to strangers You don't have to be afraid And then it tries to find a home with people, oh, and I'm alone Picking it apart and staring at your phoneWe all have a hunger We all have a hunger We all have a hunger We all have a hungerTell me what you need, oh, you look so free The way you use your body, baby, come on and work it for me Don't let it get you down, you're the best thing I've seen We never found the answer but we knew one thingWe all have a hunger (we all have a hunger) We all have a hunger (we all have a hunger) We all have a hunger (we all have a hunger) We all have a hunger (we all have a hunger)And it's Friday night and it's kicking in And I can't dress, they're gonna crucify me Oh, you and all your vibrant youth How could anything bad ever happen to you? You make a fool of death with your beauty, and for a moment I forget to worry

We re made out of gold :)

Where the heart is When the light's at your side When the faith is ready No more guidance Take the leap of your life As the ground is shaking

(via https://open.spotify.com/track/3ovG6F7Gtf45pniZiMb97a?si=xTq_Ujg8Te6OUCPTe9oXUQ)

L’histoire se joue en 3 actes. Acte 1.

unconditionnal

We're random bullets, love The world is not ours But faster than the rain We cut the night We're random bullets, love The world is not ours But faster than the rain We cut the night

J’aimerais tant rêver, Etre prisonnier de l’oreiller. Chuter, tomber puis me cogner, Dans le cadre du lit, me réveiller ; Allumer la lampe à mon chevet, Pousser d’un geste le cendrier. Sentir le frais me rhabiller, Poser mes pieds sur le parquet.D’ici deux heures, tout sera éteint. Dix pour la grande, la petite près du un. Dis si tu veux, que c’est lâche, que c’est chien. Dis si tu peux, que là où j’erre, je vais bien.J’aimerais tant rester, Etre passionné par ces contrées, Lutter, y croire, ne pas connaitre la vérité ; T’écrire cette lettre sans la gommer. Ravir tes souvenirs puis m’effacer, Teinter mes restes et leur fumée, Essuyer ma peine sur le plancher.Refrain La tempe posée sur le palier, Je vois les pieds du brancardier. Une larme blanche fuit ma cornée. J’entends pleurer… J’entends parler, je suis cité. Puis soudain comme une idée Si je me tue. Votre monde n’existe plus.

Quand vient la nuit de dimanche à lundi Je m’occupe, je trace des axes de symétrie Je fais ça sur mon lit Depuis tout petitOui quand l’ennui des dimanche m’envahit Je m’agace et menace les veilleurs de nuit J’efface à l’envie Toutes mes autre vies J’avais le choix Mais j’ai décidé noir J’en couvre les parois De mes nuits blanches ivoiresJe ne dors toujours pas Je ne dors toujours pas Et demain est là Derrière le rideauLa nuit sera immense Par dépit, j’y ai élu résidence Pourquoi demain est toujours en avance? Comment n’ai-je pas vu venir l’avalanche? J’ai pas fini voyage au bout de l’ennui Trop occupé à rêver à mardi Les mardi passés Et celui qui suitLa symétrie c’est 2 semaines en une nuit C’est croire encore que tout n’est pas écrit Que rien, non plus rien Ne s’oppose à l’ennuiJ’ai fait le choix J’aurai des idées noires J’en couvre les parois De mes nuits blanches ivoiresJe ne dors toujours pas Je ne dors toujours pas Et demain est là Derrière le rideauLa nuit sera immense Par dépit, j’y ai élu résidence Pourquoi demain est toujours en avance? Comment n’ai-je pas vu venir l’avalanche?

Wasted and tired Oh I'm so wasted and tired We've lost the game Dropped the case and said goodbye Wasted and tired Four letters of pure joy and sorrow You gave me the big waves, mysterious heart Oh I regret nothing, nothing Still my heart is beating Still my eyes do see Strangers disguised as lovers Same skin, but different feeling We come and we're gone Alone in the crowd Would I ever feel so lonely You tell me, if I knew how do to fly? I-I-I, I-I, I-I, I'll walk over you And on the things we'd do, I'll dream alone No matter the storms and the leftovers Our leftovers maybe I-I-I, I-I, I-I, I'll dream of you And on the things we'd do, I'll walk alone No matter the storms and the leftovers Our leftovers maybe Western eyes What will you look at now? This whispering city Leads me to the gate of wanders Where are we now? For we're nothing but tumbleweeds lost I've never liked any cage It's tattooed on my skin And I'm a hard believer, believe it Still my heart is beating Still my eyes do see Strangers disguised as lovers The same skin, but different feeling We come and we're gone Alone in the crowd Would I ever feel so lonely You tell me, if I knew how do to fly? I-I-I, I-I, I-I, I'll walk over you And on the things we'd do, I'll dream alone No matter the storms and the leftovers Our leftovers maybe I-I-I, I-I, I-I, I'll dream of you And on the things we'd do, I'll walk alone No matter the bittersweet leftovers Our leftovers maybe