Un titre qui date déjà, <br />mais qui sans bon les vacances <br /> <br...(More)

Un titre qui date déjà, <br />mais qui sans bon les vacances <br /> <br />------------------ Set Adrift On Memory Bliss -------------- <br /> <br />The camera pans the cocktail glass, <br />behind a blind of plastic plants; <br />I found the lady with the fat diamond ring. <br />then you know I can't remember a damn thing. <br />I think it's one of those de ja vu things, <br />or a dream that's tryin' to tell me something. <br />Or will I ever stop thinkin' about it. <br />I don't know, I doubt it. <br />Subterranean by design, <br />I wonder what I would find if I met you, <br />let my eyes caress you, <br />until I meet the thought of Missess Princess Who? <br />Often wonder what makes her work. <br />I guess I'll leave that question to the experts, <br />assuming that there are some out there. <br />they're probably alone, solitaire. <br />I can remember when I caught up <br />with a pastime intimate friend. <br />She said, "Bet you're probably gonna say I look lovely, <br />but you probably don't think nothin' of me." <br />She was right, though, I can't lie. <br />She's just one of those corners in my mind, <br />and I just put her right back with the rest. <br />That's the way it goes, I guess. <br /> <br />Baby you send me <br />Set adrift on memory bliss of you <br /> <br />Careless whisper from a careless man, <br />a neutron dance for a neutron fan; <br />marionette strings are dangerous things, <br />I thought of all the trouble they bring. <br />An eye for an eye, a spy for a spy, <br />rubber bands expand in a frustrating sigh. <br />Tell me that she's not dreaming. <br />She's got an ace in the hole, <br />it doesn't have meaning. <br />Reality used to be a friend of mine, <br />'cause complete control, I don't take too kind. <br />Christina Applegate, you gotta put me on. <br />Guess who's piece of the cake is Jack gone? <br />She broke her wishbone and wished for a sign. <br />I told her whispers in my heart were fine. <br />what did she think she could do? <br />I feel for her, I really do. <br />And I stared at the ring finger on her hand, <br />I wanted her to be a big PM Dawn fan, <br />but I had to put her right back with the rest. <br />That's the way it goes, I guess. <br /> <br />Baby you send me... <br />Set adrift on memory bliss of you(Less)