Sinestesia

The other day looking out the window I started to think
What would have become of me without music
Surely at some point a sound a word has made
You remember a story or a person you thought forgotten
And you're thinking just at that exact moment
I think this song talks about that, doesn't it?
Who knows?

A baby cries for the first time in the maternity ward
While the neighborhood bells announce a funeral
He wants to tell you something but he doesn't dare and it's now or never
It's 5 minutes to 9 and it's raining, I don't know why I think of you
I have a ringing in my ears, people talking about me
Constantly echoing in my head
The essence of the first time is incomparable
A phone ringing, coffee overflowing, a plane
Taking off forever, a bus arriving
The ticking of time, the wind, some say I can read thoughts
Excuse me, do we know each other?
Honestly, you sound familiar, I'm cleaning my soul thoroughly, getting rid of sorrows
You know where you start, not where you'll end up
Life is rhythm, I try to live in time
While an angel guides me, a demon tempts behind
One tells me to try, the other that I'll fall
And I don't listen to either of them
Because they laugh when I arrive and cry when I say goodbye
You're my everything and my nothing and I know you're only borrowed
You're the incandescent muse of this verse in my ballad
And everything has music, even your gaze
It's like a silent scream disguised

A kiss, a caress, a punch
Your image reflected in the mirror I shattered into pieces
Blood gushing, falling down my arm
The painting that fell silent when you slammed the door
The springs dripping, the hotel bed
I know that when you're with me, you no longer sigh for him
You moaning like crazy, me covering your mouth against the glass
Finishing the coke and my voice in your headphones wakes you up
When I snap my fingers against each other I talk
And unclog your ears howling at the moon like a wolf
Hurt by that, I'm the only one, your favorite lighter lighting
The cigarette when I write, locked in the walls of my mind
Compulsively from the heart, a beat that to live eternally would be boring
Like a vampire fleeing the sunlight
When we lose control of this song, it's not an apology or forgiveness
Because you can lose everything except the chance
They applaud the first and boo the second
And without lifting a finger, they wait for the world to change
I don't want to hear your complaints, you'll get what you deserve
Even your lie sounds like truth sometimes