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Voici ci-dessous les textes de l'EP "INNER JOURNEY ".

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"Like a Wave"
Ray is / Bonnet, Guillou

What kind o’ man 

Stil understands 

The power of the trigger ?

 

Are we quite ingenuous 

When we know the rules ? 

They keep on feedin’ the business and promisin’ mules.

The World’s changing too slow, 

Is there anything else to know ?

The World’s changing too slow, 

He told me so, told me so…

 

They want us bound

To The Market, brother, 

Down on the ground as a slave, as a soldier. 

Sometimes it’s a hard work 

To free ourselves, 

With the keys in the murk amongst a billion shelves

And it rolls like a wave, 

Straight away from the shore, 

One should be brave, 

To leave an open door 

What kind o’ man 

Stil understands 

The power of the trigger ?

The World’s changing too slow, 

Is there anything else to know ?

The World’s changing too slow, 

He told me so, told me so…

My name is Leon, I am a Lion, 

And everyday I keep being strong. 

 

My name is Leon, typical Lion, 

Anyone can see where I belong. 

 

I am simply doing the best I can to be and live, 

I just follow the steps that make us all so naive.

 

My name is Leon, I am a Lion, 

Everything I do cannot be wrong.

 

My name is Leon, typical Lion, 

Fancy joining in my song.

 

I am simply doing my part in a world of kings, 

Simply being part of the grand scheme of things,

of what mother na-ture brings,

the rivers and the springs,

colors of the skins,

sweet beating wings,

a nightin-gale sings,

a happy mon-key swings,

from the top of tree limbs…

I am… 

I just… 

"Leon"
Ray is / Bonnet, Guillou

"No"
Ray is / Bonnet, Guillou

No A, no D, no S, it’s true 

You can call me dreary if you want to 

You can call me weird if it pleases you 

We'll have a glass one of these days 

Like I’m used to with my homeys 

But tomorrow still got some work  (bis)

 

We'll light it up maybe some evening

Like I’m used to when my day's done 

But right now I got to run  (bis) 

No A, no D, no S, it’s true 

You can call me dreary if you want to 

You can call me weird if it pleases you  

We'll maybe jam some night 

Like I used to when I had true loving

But tonight I have to sing  (bis)

 

He’s a little lamb with an old dog’s soul, 

Who loves his own from his cosy hole 
The world, the sun and stars and all 

The world, the sun and stars and all 

Don't let us get sick, don't let us get old
Don't let us get stupid, all right?

Just make us be brave and make us play nice

And let us be together tonight

The sky was on fire when I walked to the mill

To take up the slack in the line

I thought of my friends and the troubles they've had

To keep me from thinking of mine

The moon has a face and it smiles on the lake
And causes the ripples in time
I'm lucky to be here with someone I like
Who makes my spirit to shine

"Don't Let Us Get Sick"
Warren Zevon

"The Dusk"
Ray is / Bonnet, Guillou

Little magic, little spark, 

little birdie, little lark...

 

Wasn’t free, wasn’t ready… 

 

Reach the stars, one-track mind, 

Took a wrong way to the sky, 

The burning Sun left you blind. 

And a gravestone to remind me… I ain’t seen…

The dusk, the dusk, that dusk in your eyes. 
The dusk, the dusk, in your eyes. 

The dusk, the dusk, that dusk in your eyes. 
The dusk, the dusk, in your eyes. 

 

(I) should have told ya, (but I) held my breath, 

That big jerk turned you deaf. 

The burning Sun left you blind. 

And a gravestone to bind me… I ain’t seen…

Little magic, little spark, 

little birdie, little lark...

 

Wasn’t free, wasn’t ready… 

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