C'est loin tout ça

A tale from Normandy, a square of blue sky
A little girl I was in love with
And a great despair, a true heartache
Hidden in a handkerchief on the day of the grand return
My first guitar wasn't worth a thing
I dreamed of glory, of having my name everywhere
I didn't see myself very tall, I didn't see myself like this
I'm no longer the child I used to be
All that is far away, all that is far away
It's funny, the things we forget
It was better when I was little
All that is far away, I don't recognize myself
It's funny how we become mean
How we change as we grow up
All that is far away
On the edge of the sidewalk, a fake musician
Cries in my memory, a tune of an accordion
In my coat, I had lost two brakes
I would have thrown myself into the water to pale for a moment
A dead person who makes you cry and a little dead dog
A poorly graded assignment and a first regret
A curly-haired cousin, beautiful as in a dream
And my first kiss and my first lie
All that is far away, all that is far away
It's funny, the things we forget
It was better when I was little
All that is far away, I don't recognize myself
It's funny how we become mean
How we change as we grow up
All that is far away
All that is far away, all that is far away
It's funny, the things we forget
It was better when I was little
All that is far away, I don't recognize myself
It's funny how we become mean
How we change as we grow up
All that is far away
All that is far away
All that is far away