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Après moi

Xavier-Aurelien Racine
Xavier-Aurélien Racine. 23/11/2022

I—uh—must go on standing
You can’t break that which isn’t yours
I—uh—must go on standing
I’m not my own, it’s not my choice

La-da-da, da-da-da

Be afraid of the lame
They’ll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They’ll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They’ll inherit your blood
Après moi, le déluge
After me comes the flood

I—uh—must go on standing
You can’t break that which isn’t-isn’t yours-yours
I—uh—must go on standing
I’m not my own, it’s not my choice

La-da-da, da-da-da
Ah, uh, uh, ah, uh
La.. da.. da…
La-da-da

Be afraid of the lame
They’ll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They’ll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They’ll inherit your blood
Après moi, le déluge
After me comes the flood

Be afraid of the lame
They’ll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They’ll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They’ll inherit your blood
Après moi, le déluge
After me the flood

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Be afraid of the lame
They’ll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They’ll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They’ll inherit your blood
Après moi, le déluge
After me comes the flood …the flood

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Walflower

Xavier-Aurélien Racine, 16/11/2022

Six by six, from wall to wall
Shutters on the windows, no light at all
Damp on the floor you got damp in the bed
They’re trying to get you crazy get you out of your head
They feed you scraps and they feed you lies
To lower your defenses, no compromise
There’s nothing you can do, the day can be long
You mind is working overtime, your body’s not too strong

Hold on, hold on, hold on,
Hold on, hold on, hold on

They put you in a box so you can’t get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
You faced the night alone
While the builders of the cages
Sleep with bullets, bars and stone
They do not see the road to freedom
That you build with flesh and bone

They take you out the light burns your eyes
To the talking room it’s not surprise
Loaded questions from clean white coats
Their eyes are all as hidden as their Hippocratic Oath
They tell you how to behave, behave as their guest
You want to resist them, you do your best
They take you to your limits, they take you beyond
For all that they are doing there’s no way to respond

Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you can’t get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
You face the night alone
While the builders of the cages
Sleep with bullets, bars and stone
They do not see the road to freedom
That you build with flesh and bone

Though you may disappear, you’re not forgotten here
And I will say to you, I will do what I can do

You may disappear, you’re not forgotten here
And I will say you you, I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do
I will do what I can do

Peter Gabriel

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Mother Of Violence

Xavier-Aurélien Racine, 09/11/2022

Walking the street with her naked feet
So full of rhythm, but I can’t find the beat
Snapping her heels, clicking her toes
Everybody knows just where she goes

Fear, fear, she’s the mother of violence
Making me tense to watch the way she breed
Fear, she’s the mother of violence
You know self-defense is all you need
It’s getting hard to breathe
It’s getting so hard to believe
To believe in anything at all

Mouth all dry, eyes bloodshot
Data stored on a microdot
Kicking the cloud with my moccasin shoes
TV dinner, TV news

‘Cause fear, fear, she’s the mother of violence
Don’t make any sense to watch the way she breed
Fear, she’s the mother of violence
Making me tense to watch the way she feed
The only way you know she’s there
Is the subtle flavor in the air
Getting hard to breathe
Getting hard to believe in anything at all
But fear

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White Shadow

Xavier-Aurélien Racine, 02/11/2022

Ten coaches roll into the dust
Chrome windows turned to rust
Hang on inside, they know they must
Hanging on the green-backed words “In God We Trust”

No one knew if the spirit died
All wrapped to go like Kentucky Fried
Trying to read the flight of birds
Low on fuel, getting low on words

And she comes out like a white shadow
She comes out like a white shadow

Each one drawn to empty spaces
Outsiders, borderline cases
It’s hard to tell black from white
When you wake up in the middle of the night

Weighted down by the absence of sound
Broken now by the cry of a hound
Looking for movement within the haze
Light can be deceptive with her rays

And she comes out like a white shadow
And she comes out like a white shadow
She comes out like a white shadow

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Fourteen Black Paintings

Xavier-Aurélien Racine, 26/10/2022

From the pain come the dream
From the dream come the vision
From the vision come the people
And from the people come the power
From this power come the change

Peter Gabriel
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