Fanny Bloom - Pan

Il faudra

Il faudra
Il faudra du temps
Le temps que ça prendra pour nettoyer
Mon cœur est encrassé
Et il se plaint
Et les années passées
Ne m'ont guérie en rien

Les murs sont vides
Mais ils transpirent
Il n'y a plus de lumière
Dans le salon
Pour m'empêcher de te voir caresser mon front

Il faudra
Que la neige vienne
Chaque saison qui se meurt ou qui commence
Me raccroche à ta peine et m'engourdit
J'ai avalé la moitié de ton corps en vie

Les murs sont vides
Mais ils transpirent
Il n'y a plus de lumière
Dans le salon
Pour m'empêcher de te voir caresser mon front

Credits
Writer(s): Francois Simon Deziel, Jonathan Drouin, Phaneuf Louis Pierre, Hebert Thomas, Harbec Julien, Grosjean Fanny
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