作词 : Olivier Coursier

作曲 : Olivier Coursier

Good old rain

Is pounding on the dreamers

You've left a stain

On every single hour

All the treasures found

Will vanish with the tide

Illusion has gone

I'm all out of your web

Maybe on the moon

There is a soil for the doomed

I should save us a ride

I'll do what you want me to do

I'll lose the grip of your eyes

I'll do what you want me to do

You're the needle in my arm

I'll drain drain drain

The rivers of addiction

I dreamed I could

Feed my veins in oblivion

But ain't no shelter

For the years of our blindness

Though we're good people

We're bullets to each other wings

Maybe on the moon

There is a soil for the doomed

I should save us a ride

I'll do what you want me to do

You're the needle in my arm

Rain rain rain

Am I the only winner?

In this silly game

Where tears are a trophy to gather?

My solitude ain't new

I'm used to it by now

But there's is something in the blue

That has faded out of my eye

And maybe on the moon

There is a soil for the doomed

I should save us a ride

I'll do what you want me to do

You're the needle in my arm

I'll do what you want me to do

You're the need