To my screw-ups, my mess-ups, my real suns
All the paths that went past by me,
To all my missed boats, my bad sleeping
To all the ones that I wasn't
To the misunderstandings, to the lies, to our silences
To all theses moments I thought I shared
To the things we say too fast without meaning them
To the things I didn't dare to do
To our faulty acts
To the years, wasted trying to look like...
To all the walls I couldn't break
To all things I didn't see, so near, right next to me
All that I better had ignored
To the world, its pains that don't touch me anymore
To the tunes, the solos I did not invent
All these words that others made rhymes with and that kill me
Like as much kids that were never born
To our faulty acts
To failed loves for having loved too much
Faces and crossed laces, just brushed
To bretrayals I did not really regret
To the living that should have been killed
To all that is finally happening to us, but too late
To all the masks we had to wear
To our weaknesses, our defaults, our despairs
To fears impossible to hide
To our faulty acts