Where are you going when you don't speak to me?
I dug a tunnel beneath my feet
along a thousand meters of weakness
Where are you going? Write me a message
When you arrive, you'll be far enough away to smile
from a distance
Where are you going? You know that it hurts me,
this eagerness to chase time so I can live a moment more
of this life, ah
But you're telling me that it's all true, that it's all true,
that it's the end, but not the end of the world
We won't die, we won't die.
What am I doing with your memory here?
I'll wipe my ass with it
I would do without it, unless you stay here
Where are you going when you don't look at me?
I found handshakes in my pocket
that you could never give me
Where are you going? Are you leaving for Paris?
777 kilometers that you will never trace back
And so you tell me that it's all true, that it's all true,
that it's the end, but not the end of the world.
We won't die, we won't die.
What am I doing with your memory here?
I'll wipe my ass with it
I would do without it, unless you stay here
Unless you stay here
And so you tell me that you love me, that you love me,
that it's the end, but not of the world.
We won't die, we won't die.
What am I doing with your memory here?
I'll wipe my ass with it
I would do without it, unless you stay here