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Issue de l'album: The Ideal Crash   

Musique: Klaas Janzoons / Craig Ward

Paroles: Tom Barman / Danny Mommens



A savoir

C’est un texte très sombre. Cela parle de troubles mentaux que Tom aurait eu en 1998, il était devenu un peu fou pendant un moment, comme il l’a un jour déclaré dans un certain nombre d’interview suivant la sortie de The Ideal Crash.


Percussions: Piet Jorens


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I was walking down the river
Playing solitary quiver
I was thinking about a million different lives.

She came dancing up a mountain
Spread here whiteness like a fountain
And a hint of broken turquoise in her eyes.

She came all the way to say I didn’t stand
A single chance the state that I was in.

I said:
“Your soul it is a swaying”.
She said:
“Hey that’s a pretty saying,
But unfortunately it is not true”.

She said:
“You’re just looking for another to love you”.

Now we all know the world is dying
And expenses multiplying
But you could try to take it easy too.
Let me take you for a ride
I will take you for a ride
‘Cause in time
You’ll be mine
When you’re mine
It’ll be oh so fine yeah!

At the time I wasn’t feeling that good.
I wasn’t longing for a strange delight
I wasn’t flashing on the dark at night
I wasn’t going for no periodic mood.

I wasn’t suffering no odd disease
I never thought of it as no unease
But when it called me I just had to let it loose
It never made me wonder or ever think
Just merely tapping on my instinct
It left me there and I wasn’t left to choose.
Now I heard stories about this kind of thing
It haphazardly just sucks you in,
Makes you do stuff you never thought you’d do.

One night it drove me to despair
What if anybody had seen me there
To this day I still wonder how they knew.

They started spreading rumours about my state
You know how it goes around this place,
Now and then they just need someone to screw.

My senses numb but I could feel
Four, five years taken out of me.
If you’d ask me, there’s no way I could prove.

The smell of hysteria was chemical,
The air around me thick and physical,
My mind was racing but myself I couldn’t move.
It had me running, running, running, running, …

Now I heard stories about this kind of thing,
It doesn’t lose it just lets you win
With a little bit of luck you don’t come out too bruised.

Such anger that I couldn’t vent
So much energy I couldn’t spend
It would have fucked me over if I hadn’t cut it loose – YEAH
I wasn’t suffering no odd disease
I never thought of it as no unease,
Next time it calls me I’ll be ready