Suddenly that bell can't sing
The children stop their games
And every body's sleeping
In this silent screen of shade
I here you calling my name
I've wiped away my memories
In cheap whisky and gins
But even now I see
Broken pictures all around
And I don't even make a sound
Writer(s): Christophe Musset, Ambroise Willaume, Jeremie Arcache
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