Vuit

Hey!, you can't just
Let words slip through your hands
Hey!, I'm feeling down and out
And I'll count until I run out
So many worries
That I can't even count
Or remember enough
Until eight
Which is the same as infinity

Come on!, let's just drop it
And take my hand, I’m in no rush
Hey!, if you’re up for it
Let’s head to the park
There's a party for Saint Drap

And in the eyes, thousands of dots
That light up the bulbs
There are eight
Which is the same as infinity

All the songs
The streamers and planes
Blow towards the windows and curtains
And, all at once
My head gets messed up
And everything makes some sense
Before counting to eight

Hey!, come down from your nest
Sigh and laugh
I don’t remember every quarter
There’s no land inside
Nor sea beyond
Just streets we’ve been passing through

And the sound might be distant
Maybe muted, of the whales
At night, when this place feels infinite

All the songs
The streamers and planes
Blow towards the windows and curtains
And, all at once
My head gets messed up, and everything makes some sense
Before counting to eight