We Cut the Night

作词 : Olivier Coursier

[00:26]Outside it's nighttime and you're mine again

[00:30]Red lights and thick frost are clothing all the land

[00:35]Your breath draws a cloud on the window of our car

[00:39]Our eyes exhausted, still begging for more

[00:43]Engraved in wildness, have we gone too far?

[00:47]Somewhere four wheels unwind the roar of their power

[00:52]This road is a snake skin, glittering and bald

[00:56]Like a reptile, that gash the frozen soil

[01:02]The world is not ours

[01:06]But faster than the rain

[01:10]We cut the night

[01:14]We're random bullets, love

[01:18]Shot by some drunken god

[01:23]Guilty only, of growing old

[01:34]Hours like fires, burning our beliefs

[01:38]Soon the sun will rise up and sew us in its dreams

[01:42]Forgetting that we're sailors, without wind in our sails

[01:46]Twins by the heartbeat until the morning brakes

[01:50]Dismissed in dizziness, and begging for more

[01:55]Have we ever noticed that nothing last for ever?

[01:59]Faces toward the sky, 'cause the unknown is sublime

[02:03]Printing every hour in polaroids of mine

[02:10]The world is not ours

[02:14]But faster than the rain

[02:18]We cut the night

[02:22]We're random bullets, love

[02:26]Shot by some drunken god

[02:30]Oh guilty only, oh guilty only

[02:34]Of growing old, of growing old

[02:44]Of growing old, of growing old

[02:52]Of growing old

[02:58]Hours like fires, burning our beliefs

[03:02]Truth is right there baby, even if we bleed

[03:06]Night roads are coal coats on the muscles

[03:10]Of the world, leading us to nowhere

[03:14]'Cause nowhere is our home

[03:18]Nowhere is our home

[03:24]Oh guilty only, of growing old

[03:29]We're random bullets, love

[03:33]The world is not ours

[03:37]But faster than the rain

[03:42]We cut the night

[03:46]We're random bullets, love

[03:50]The world is not ours

[03:54]But faster than the rain

[03:58]We cut the night

作曲 : Olivier Coursier