J’emprunte à un parolier de génie ses mots car bien peu ont su comme lui les mettre sur des maux pour mieux les transcender.
Close to Me
« I’ve waited hours for this
I’ve made myself so sick
I wish I’d stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me
Just try to see in the dark
Just try to make it work
To feel the fear before you’re here
I make the shapes come much too close
I pull my eyes out
Hold my breath
And wait until I shake…
But if I had your faith
Then I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door was a dream
I’ve waited hours for this
I’ve made myself so sick
I wish I’d stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me
But if I had your face
I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door was a dream »
The Cure – Robert Smith
A toi, qui est passé si près… J’y ai cru pourtant mais il n’est pas encore temps.
Patience.