Inertes (part. Tulsa)

Hey
The folds of your lips
The reach of your headlights
The fear of disappearing

There's never a clear reason
Just noise in the landing
And dust in the workshop

Lay on my belly
Then cover your feet
Hold me tight
Until you can see it

So inert the leaves above us
We fall afterwards
On the shoulders of others
In front of everyone, it's the first time

Meanwhile our wake behind
Continues to draw spider webs
Meanwhile our shadow behind
Is just a worn-out lover

Today everything is closed
Some strangers called
And I didn't want to answer
(I didn't want to answer)

There's never a dull Sunday
We shout at each other like siblings
And we make something to eat

Lay on my belly
Then cover your feet
Hold me tight
Until you can see it

So inert the leaves above us
We fall afterwards
On the shoulders of others
In front of everyone, it's not the first time

Meanwhile our wake behind
Continues to draw spider webs
Meanwhile our shadow behind
Is just a worn-out lover

(Meanwhile our shadow behind)
(Meanwhile our shadow behind)