If you are one
Who believes in
A form of higher power
This is the moment
God singled out
To help me connect the dots
So I can draw the line
Somewhere between now
And too late to even try
With my serious control issues
This morning
I jumped from my bed
Like every other day
Just in case
This was the date
My [...]
I am over the hill already
Hurdling to make a comeback
And I like it here
Working on the basic soundtrack
Of the making of the elements
That constitute one’s life
A life that’s worth half the effort
Put into making oneself
Worth living as an outcast
Smiling at beautiful young women
Sometimes with a wink
Over the hill there are [...]
I am a murder,
The gun’s bitch
Fragile as a lip
In the colors of a kiss,
I didn’t know
That life’s torture was grace,
Text= Denis Vanier ||| Translation= Daniel Guimond
