Video killed the radio star

i Miss U

i MISS U

Where are you and I'm not so sorry

I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight

I need somebody and always

This sick strange darkness

Comes creeping on so haunting every time

And as I stared I counted

Webs from all the spiders *

Catching things and eating their insides

Like indecision to call you

and hear your voice ...

but unfortunately i don t have your number

Will you come home and stop this pain tonight

Stop this pain tonight & all the nights
i MISS U

*Trouble

Last night wish you where here

So we have spent a daydream in blue

Thinking about where is the what if the what is in the why

Dancing the last tango in Paris

Singing like strangers in the night

Eating mexican seafood

Feeling creep

It would have been so fun for me

But everybody hurts sometimes;you often

&In a manner of speaking

I feel comfortably numb

not very very

...

tt est dans le floue -1-

La pensée, on l'oublie trop souvent, est un art, c'est-à-dire un jeu de précision et d'imprécision, de flou et de rigueur.

AkKoUdA CitY à tRaVERs La finiNitrE de eiNEn 3AN3An

TouCHe DE PiaNO

Al Sé9ani Al 3a2imaténi