Or or And

Another Conjonction is in the air
You thought I was full of despair
But I was the one to save you
In this cathedral everything is blue
Is this an Or or an And?
At the discretion of animal eyes


How can We be soo alone
without feeling loneliness?
You were always asking....
Always ready and danger prone
Still finding Our way home
You were maybe pretending...
In the hope that someday, well someday you know...
unparalleled worlds was supposed to be rhetoric
Can you live up the seasons passing by?


I don't have answers only questions
What system did you built?
That smile just made your day
Were you just about to start to pray?
reminds madness you must part with
Oh and this trip was soo well perfumed
This sweet melody made you sail


Have you ever closed your eyes
and then realised the price?
Everybody knows me. Name them all
"Journeys shall make you old"
Were my Master's final words
I elevated this into a ritournelle
That is what you wanted to discern
Verity soo pristine, thou must yearn


Why sleep at night? It's too fresh
I'd swear I have fell some flesh
Why build cities for all those fools?
Lovers will always be on the run
But I took a walk when it was raining
And dived again head first in the pool


Pulse needs strange rythms to go on
regulation can only kill it
Random Strange attractors forever
Your hearbeat was the same as mine
It is still the same as mine
Even with all this damn distance
But, as you know and so do I
Only when we sleep at the same time


Living on such a nice frequency
harmonics of harmonies make you old
What's your prefered frequencies?
Soo many too choose from.
Minimising hazard at the very long last
A new parallel word was born inside you
Or was it outside as everything exquisite
A Rendez-Vous, no yield, no turn and no exit
And this will be a conjonction it appears

Arabesque

Arabesque

Temples are empty from spirits
We left our plain reason in vain
Of prime importance, how we will remain
Syncretic approach, Divide and Conquer?

A touch of Evil, A kiss to the deaths
Do not whine or pule if you're ahead
Drink wine and pull if you're in the lead
Half a walk for every pennies of your breath

And this is good for having a walk
Certainly enough to come back to them
And continue to compose anthem
Believe me I think that life is black

But sampling the nights is enjoyable
Having a walk there under the warm plain
Smooth communication with object's strain
And a smooth operation on the unbearable

The Temple was in sand and evanescent
It was gone with the next current
What's a second, a year? what's a myth?
Again and again question of current rhythm

Impossible Mission (Part V of fear)

Impossible Mission (Part V of fear)

There was a time when I remembered you
You looking at children like a peeper
Stolen moments, creating creation
I did not understood all the implication
Entertained by you playing with youngster
You knew this was out of the blue

I had to replace this offspring
As you were gone, maybe for better
Spiraling responsibilities made it
Everything had to be like a hobbit
As you were gone, and yes for ever
Before me children are now resonating

Or are they mine? Maybe your?
I arouse them, with ardent care
For gregarious life, ascent and mask
Flower's power like you did ask
Word musician apt of being unfair
All the same, always happy troubadour

Doing painting with little girls
Was your sweetest specialty
Except being jealous of my mother
Mine is to find them brothers and sisters
With candor, openness and firm study
Altogether they will do swirls

Forever now I will heed
In search of them need
And I am the one to be heal
And healing they did yield

All of this because, I was privy
To those children in your eyes
Billions of Children, currently
And again my eyes were dries

Caprice for Rondo

-- Caprice for Rondo --

Everything was easy when you were there
The system you built between you and me
When you were close and all around me
And you simply said: 'I will see you there'

I went there again, looking for you
There was nothing but salty tears
Sleepless night, loneliness, despair
Everybody needs me and I'm without you

Your name was supposed to be yield
One thousand time just to be learned
I damned those locations in a ritual
One thousands time again and again

Meditation, elevation and sweet ritournelle
It all seemed that I saved, longed emotions
And every secret rondo for you 'my belle'
Now I'm drifting, wandering without caprice

Those were secrets hide in the nights
Secret nights, those are full of sighs
Secret hidden for one thousand years
The time it will take me to yearn

Your name was supposed to be yield
One thousand time just to be learned
I damned those locations in a ritual
One thousands time again and again

The music was outside with you there
Beautiful caprice for just another rondo
And you simply said: 'I will see you there'
Play again for me, your biggest aficionado

And somebody told me that you loved me
Out of the blue, we were radiating
Somebody reminded me that you loved me
How we were marching, wandering

In those sleepless nights it is your name
That is pulling out of my body
The word I'm screaming innuendo
More than a caprice for another rondo

Mansion

Mansion

There is an old mansion in the mountain
And you must see its prodigious fountain
Where people gather from all around
With wits and packed of all sort of goods

Cursed gold from Timbuktu
Ordinance book from Babylon
Penance manuscript from Constantinople
Brutal Memories from Antioch
Superb silk from glorious China
Magicians and musician from Carthage

Some say there is no ruler in there
But these saying are all but truth
Exaction, perfidy and fratricide
It's all happening now unremittingly

But we're half way up and around
We should be jumping out of town
As we're afraid to hear the sounds
Of all the things that are going down

And that is where I come from.
But here everything is outside.
Makes you understand pity
And we all need a new system.

So now just tell me where is Old Persia
I have a fever and I need medication
Before the Babel tower for my pity
Is where I will find my new direction

I already feel I'm half way up and around
Jumping, straying out of this labyrinth
And I swear I did not touch absinthe
I just heard the sounds off the hooves...

Building Cities

-- Building Cities

I want to build cities
Too many fields to battle
Too many evading tattles
And Caravans in the vicinities

You've been building a city
Breaking chains of misery
Channeling communication
Erecting hopes and pure reason

I had to lie when I left you
The only way to show you the true
Involve a faltering process
filled with magical equivocation

I don't know how to stop your vain
And maybe I have another agenda
Astronomers, Artists, and Philosophers
To many life were lost in vain

But maybe no life were lost in vain
This lie was just the beginning
For a new system made in heaven
And you In spite of all the tears
That this new love will bring
Tell me the name of the children we'll have
They will build cities for us

Weight

Weight

You know it weight
You know it weight on my own
On my side, on my lies on my life
Lay on my style, on my side on my life over lies

You know it weight
You know it well, from my lies,
From the sky in the nights for you to lie
Lay on my side for a while in this time for a lie...

And it is weight
Weight to choose for always
In these lies over lives for ever
Weight on my life on my time over lives for a while....