i'm walking under this bridge
and there's a man and woman
sitting there wrapped up in
blankets and the women says
something to me i can't understand
and i say 'what?!??!' but i'm
in a hurry so i don't slow down
to hear her repeat it
when i walk back a few hours later
they've got 40s and
now i'm not in a hurry and the
man says 'hey it's good to see
you smiling' and i say 'well
the beauty is endless and
the rest means nothing' and he
takes a hit from the bottle
and nods his head slowly

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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