Triggering Back - Benoît Pioulard

Letting go the days we knew when others fell before you

Half a statue carved in ochre

Let’s we forget our will is a broken one, oh honey

Deep resonation signs our declension

Some hesitation bears ready mention

Turn off the station to multiply the tension, darling

I found a way to set aside the fact that I adore your

Laundry lists and long promenades

With haunting kisses and passing the days, honeychild

Signed and sealed and in this sound we hear the memory dying

Wondering if we paid attention

Would we have seen our proper ascension day

Oh there’s no way