Les paroles de Slow

Le blog de Bart a révélé ce week end les textes du single Slow:

Slow would be the tempo of the restless soul
You seem what a restless life can bring
Wait, and then wait until he’s waiting for
They didn’t see your everything
Slow would be the rhythm of the honey butt
Quick speed in the shatter of his eyes
And flowers you suppose will spread the words
Or how the world will slowly pass you by
Slow and tiredness of your control
And the moment is nearly standing still
And wait and not a second more
And face like a forbidden thrill

Gently behind the beat
We shuffle on ancient streets
The reverb of time
Is our vantage point
We slept for a million years
Lived through a million fears
We are not nervous
We will not ask for more
If you control I’m gonna slow too

Slow like the kissing of a lazy cheek
Like the minute and the deadline of the rush
And words, words waiting for you to speak
Or getting lost in your eternal crush

Slow would be the tempo of the restless mind
And see what a restless life can bring
And wait and then he waits until he’s waiting for
Until the waiting can see your everything

Gently behind the beat
We shuffle on ancient streets
The reverb of time
Is our vantage point
We slept for a million years
Lived through a million fears
We are not nervous
We will not ask for more
Pawns of the troubled times
And kings of our petty crimes
The minds will function
With a small delay
See what the past has planned
The future’s a beggar’s hand
The more we understand
The slower our days
If you control I’m gonna slow too

(Merci a Ryan pour la retranscription)

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