"Love, let me sleep tonight on your couch And remember the smell of the fabric Of your simple city dress Oh ! that was so real Oh ! that was so real Oh ! that was so real We walked around 'til the moon got full like a plate And the wind blew an invocation I fell asleep at the gate And I never stepped on the cracks 'Cause I thought I'd hurt my mother And I couldn't awake from the nightmare That sucked me in and pulled me under Pulled me under Oh ! that was so real Oh ! that was so real Oh !... Lire la suite ›