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L'imagination n'est fertile que lorsqu'elle est futile.

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There is a long
long road to reach your house.
and I arrived just before,
just before the sunset.
and you said,
and you said welcome with your eyes.
and we said,
and we said nothing at all.

Oh we have been to many churches but we never believed.
we have been to many churches but we never believed.

If you go too far,
there is a song you'll hear.
If we get too close,
whisper in my ears.
speak the word, say it.
Bewilder, say it.
Humming bird, say it.
Be my dad...

Oh we have been to many churches but we never believed.
we have been to many churches but we never believed.
we have been to many churches but we never believed.
we have been to many churches but we never believed

Cocoon
Hummingbird