Liverpool
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Liverpool
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Il s'écroule au petit matinSur son canapé jaune
déteintIl y a des jours quand la pluie
couleOù toutes les villesRessemblent à LiverpoolL'imperméable collé à
la peaula barbe enfoncéeA coups de marteauIl revoit
le film de la journéeMême pas un mec
à qui parlerLes yeux dans le videPlanté dans
son jeanIl écoute John Lennon etIl imagine {x2}Immobile
et sans illusionLes yeux rivés à son plafondIl
y a des joursQuand la pluie couleOù toutes
les villesRessemnblent à LiverpoolIl s'allume une autre cigaretteIl
met son walkman sur sa têteLe cœur cassé
mais plein d'espoirIl rêve de partir loinEt de
tout voir.
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