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MASQUERADE

It might as well sound like the end
Through everything
We find our hands
The love we bend
The Joy
The blame
As for the realm you and I built
Can you remember what it was ?
What were the rules
For you
And I

Do you realize what this stupid masquerade of yours cost me ?
How many times aside I have to crave and fade to remain free ?

You sound so frail
Part of me wants to be
Called from the crowd
Back in your arms
Let’s try to look
Just like we wanted to
The world’s an awful place you met
When you were needy and in debt

But what is left of me
Everytime I make up for my mistakes
As I keep swearing you can take
More
More of this fake
Look backwards and see
The cliff you’re hanging on is all there is
While you keep swearing you can keep
This world alive

Do you realize what this stupid masquerade of yours cost me ?
How many times aside I have to crave and fade to remain free ?
And do you plan to cut the world in three ?
Or is this how it goes, you don’t need me ?
Just let the diagrams choose how many
All numbers on the rack
Former story

First EP from D.WIGHT, released August 2014.

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Unfold

I made up my mind
You stole a lot of my time
You’ve been out so long but it’s never enough
I give up for today.

And wish the dead might play
Their part of the game you say
Their part of the game you say
Will once get us all out of trouble, away.

I’m living inside of you

I wish I was still there
I wish I was still there
The same body still there
But the chair would fall and would wipe out the grey

That covered darkness where
That covered darkness where
All of the things we care for
Were just old toys we kept locked in a box.

I’m living inside of you

One
Two
Three
Until you get to me.

(First EP from D.WIGHT, released August 2014.)

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Right Towards You


I’m moving right towards you
And I’m feeling pretty stupid
Doesn’t matter if the sun is coming our way
I’m moving right towards you
And I’m feeling pretty stupid

They say that love is untrue
But my shoes kept running
Is it easy to be down, or am I just sad?
They say that love is untrue
But my shoes kept running

Slowly we build to undo
Where the ground keeps holding
In our castle made of sand, we’re choosing to stay
Slowly we build to undo
Where the ground keeps holding

A few meters on the side
You’re out of line
Separate
Bring together
Ideas circling without fuel
Motions drilling without rules
We’re against
We’re just doing nothing
We’re just doing nothing
We’re one and turned into none.

(First EP from D.WIGHT, released august 2014.)

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"C’est bien pis si lu vois, sur un ciel sale, de petits nuages filer comme des flèches d’un pourpre sombre, si des masses compactes se mettent à figurer des édifices étranges, des arcs-en-ciel brisés, des ponts en ruines et cent autres caprices. Tu peux croire que déjà le drame a commencé là-haut. Tout est calme, mais à l’horizon tremblent des éclairs pâles. Tout est calme, et, dans ce silence, on surprend par instants des bruits roulants, qui s’arrêtent soudain. La mer vient au rivage plaintive et gonflée de soupirs. Parfois même, du fond, monte un bruit sourd… Ici sois attentif: «C’est l’appel de la mer.»"

—   La mer - Jules Michelet

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ESCAPE POINT

They threw me out
I walked for a while in the sand
Reached marvellous lands
But home remained unseen
Locked in a dream
As a place you’ve never been in
I walked away
I begged for a chance to find you
For something that’s true
I thought I’d hear that scream
Every night
But every fighter stops to fight
Someday

Lights above your head died a while ago
They’ve turned to dust in a heartbeat

I seeked for love
In a world torn appart so long
It stopped growing strong
I saw them all drowning
Into the night
And from a distance heard the blast
And felt released
I won’t be needed anymore
I won’t be the core
I won’t be raised a lord
I won’t be missed
From every color will grow myths

(First EP from D.WIGHT, released August 2014)

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9TH ROLAND GARROS

 

MARIA SHARAPOVA

 

Comment tu fais pour être la personne la plus merveilleuse sur Terre ?

- N’importe quoi.
- T’es top10 “personne merveilleuse sur Terre”.
- Non je suis même pas top 1 milliard.
- Arrête de déconner il y a 7 milliards d’humains.
- Je suis même pas top 1 million.
-  C’est certain que oui.
- Je suis même pas top10 de mon quartier.
- PFFF n’importe quoi t’es 1 dans ton quartier easy.
- Attends je checke combien il y a d’habitants dans mon quartier.
- T’es “top10 personne merveilleuse sur Terre” car il y a peut-être quelques unes comme toi disséminées et bien cachées.
- PFF je suis même pas top10 de ma ville.
- SHUT UP! Tu y comprend rien !

Strip Mining at Night on Moenkopi Wash. At Issue Is Whether Run-Off From Mines Is Destroying Hopi Agriculture Along the Wash. (Arizona, 1974)

 

Creek Meanders and Oxbows Typical of This General Area (Alaska, 1973)

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"Les dernières cloisons sont abolies et notre amour est si calme, si profond, que rien ne nous sépare, que nous n’éprouvons même pas le besoin d’échanger une parole, un regard… Nous ne désirons que respirer ensemble, vivre ensemble, être ensemble…, sans même nous rendre compte que nous sommes."

—   Assez! (Extrait du journal d’un peintre défunt) - Ivan Sergueïevitch Tourgueniev

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(Cincinnati, 1973)

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