Silicone Ballet
In the middle of a desperate land
Where life used to spread
Where kids used to run
And grocers used to shout
There's a world made of dreams
There's a dream made of thin air
There's an air one may not be allowed to breathe
In the heart of the forest
The one that has no trees
But plastic and metals
Sharp edges aiming at a lightless sky
Crawlers in the dirt, tears in the smoke
There's a circle of colours
Where dancers are laughing
A never-ending spin increasing its speed
So the lifeless decorum may seem moving
High pitched songs like whistles in a black ocean
Sad clowns drowning in the noise to not hear the silence around
A never-ending spin increasing its speed
In a lifeless decorum
And the sharp details of cruelty and death may smoothen into blur
On the top of the mountain
A hill made of junks
A big pile of garbage held together with
The flesh of those who didn't make it to the top
There's a ballet of shiny shoes
Packing the dead ground
There's a waltz and masks and fear
A circle of colours where dancers are laughing
In a waltz of masks and fear, spinning in denial
Packing a forgotten life into
A marble floor
A marble floor
Floor!
A circle of colours where dancers are laughing
In a waltz of masks and fear, spinning in denial
Packing a forgotten life into a marble floor
On which we perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
Where life used to spread
Where kids used to run
And grocers used to shout
There's a world made of dreams
There's a dream made of thin air
There's an air one may not be allowed to breathe
In the heart of the forest
The one that has no trees
But plastic and metals
Sharp edges aiming at a lightless sky
Crawlers in the dirt, tears in the smoke
There's a circle of colours
Where dancers are laughing
A never-ending spin increasing its speed
So the lifeless decorum may seem moving
High pitched songs like whistles in a black ocean
Sad clowns drowning in the noise to not hear the silence around
A never-ending spin increasing its speed
In a lifeless decorum
And the sharp details of cruelty and death may smoothen into blur
On the top of the mountain
A hill made of junks
A big pile of garbage held together with
The flesh of those who didn't make it to the top
There's a ballet of shiny shoes
Packing the dead ground
There's a waltz and masks and fear
A circle of colours where dancers are laughing
In a waltz of masks and fear, spinning in denial
Packing a forgotten life into
A marble floor
A marble floor
Floor!
A circle of colours where dancers are laughing
In a waltz of masks and fear, spinning in denial
Packing a forgotten life into a marble floor
On which we perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Ripoll, Morgan Colonge, Paul Rozière, Pierre Laurens
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