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Listen-Silence- eeeee-Boooom!

[INTRO – whispered over hi-hat] Silence… écoute. Above, between two breaths, Boum boum boum boum Po-po-pa-pa-po-po-pa-pa-po-po-pa-pa-po-po-pa-pa Here, time clocks off and lays its tools aside, Day unthreads into fine Music lines, then writes itself in light , in a wave's line. Boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum oumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum -boum-pa-pa-oooh-Yeah! Data dreams and align, like shy emails in the dark, Like perfective music notes, in a perfect score I wrote, Harmonise three vibs and stay connected to the cloud, In virtual code, sub-particules, from the God code, the code code Bada-bada-ta-taa-Boum! There are roads we take without a sound, bada-ta-taa,bada-ta-taa, ada-ta-taa-Boum! There are roads we take without a sound, bada-ta-taa,bada-ta-taa, The God Code Footsteps light, turning nights around, Code Code umb boumb boumb Po-po-pa-pa-po-po-pa-pa-po-po-pa-pa-po-po-pa-pa Here, time clocks off and lays its tools aside, Day unthreads into fine Music lines, then writes itself in light , in a wave's line. Boumb-pa-pa-boum-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum Boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum two worlds] rewrites gravity, And our quietly. The deep our shoulders learn to hover, quietly. The deep sorrows cannot be shared, Footsteps light, turning nights around, Petite ville, basse tension, blouson passé, Vitrines à moitié, réverbères cassés. Boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum oumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum -boum-pa-pa-oooh-Yeah! [VERSE – two worlds] -pa-pa-boum-pa-pa-boum -pa-pa-boum-pa-pa-boum Boum-pa-pa-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum two worlds gravity, our quietly Eternity in The Gode code pa-pa-pa-papa-pa-pa-papa-pa-pa-papa-pa-pa-papa-pa-pa-papa-pa-pa-pav-e BOUM- Ba-da-Boum!!! Tight, turning nights around, tension, blouson à moitié, rasés. Boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum oumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum -boum-pa-pa-oooh-Yeah! [VERSE – two worlds] Your laugh rewrites gravity, m -boum-pa-pa-oooh-Yeah! pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa And our shoulders learn to hover, quietly. Boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum two worlds] rewrites gravity, And our quietly. The deep our shoulders learn to hover, quietly. The deep sorrows cannot be shared, Footsteps light, turning nights around, Petite ville, basse tension, blouson passé, Vitrines à moitié, réverbères cassés. Boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum oumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum -boum-pa-pa-oooh-Yeah! [VERSE – two worlds] Your laugh rewrites gravity, air widens its vast embrace. Il répare le son pour tous, reste tard propre cœur siffle, appelle ça “un effet-Rare”. FX-FX Boumboub boumb Pa-pam-pam-pam-pam-pa-boumb pa-pa-boumb-pa-papa-pa-boumb-pa-pa [HOOK – Fusion] C’est pas la une—c’est la ligne fine qui groove. pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa He bouge “plus rien à prouver”. Lighter than air Two voices on the same page — and the rest stays in-between. Po-bo-boumb po-bo-boumb po-bo-boumb po-bo-boumb Pa-pam-pa-pam-pa-pam-pa-pam (Woah-oh-oh-oh) [CHORUS – first lift] At the rim of morning, the air opens and unfurls, A quiet riddle in this shimmering, weightless world. I leave without closing my track, Without adding weight to carry back, To live with what tomorrow holds, But not let it burn our souls once told. Boumb-pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum-pa-pa-boumb (Ooh-ooh-ooh) pa-pa-boum-pa-pa [TRAVELING GROOVE] -pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum-pa-pa-boumb (Ooh-ooh-ooh) pa-pa-boum-pa-pa There are cities where we can breathe anew, Where walls don’t judge what we should pursue, Streets fresh under foreign skies, Teaching us what truly relies. Nothing defines us — no frame, no name, Not above, not below the tide — we’re just the flame. -pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum-pa-pa-boumb -pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum-pa-pa-boumb (Ooh-ooh-ooh) -pa-pa-boumb-pa-pa-boum-pa-pa-boumb (Ooh-ooh-ooh) pa-pa-pa-pa- pa-pa-pa-pa- pa-pa-pa-pa- pa-pa-pa-pa- pa-pa-pa-pa- pa-pa-pa-pa-boum-pa-paaaaaaaa