Évidemment

There's a bitter taste in us
Like a taste of dust in everything
And the anger that follows us everywhere
There are silences that speak volumes
More than all the words we confess
And all these questions that don't make sense

Obviously
Obviously
We still dance
To the chords
That we loved so much
Obviously
Obviously
We still laugh
At the silly things
Like children
But not like before

And these battles that we don't care about
It's like a fatigue, a disgust
What's the point of running around
We keep this wound in us
Like a splash of mud
That changes nothing, that changes everything

Obviously
Obviously
We still laugh
At the silly things
Like children
But not like before
Not like before