A couru tôt dans le matin d’un superbe jour d’automne, au travers d’une forêt de bruns châtoyants et d’oranges ensoleillés.
A traversé les arbres baignant dans les rayons éblouissants et chaleureux du soleil de saison, bas sur l’horizon, accueillant et volontaire.
S’est immergé dans les senteurs fraîches des feuilles mortes et humides.

Va interroger ses rêves, et sur les moyens de les transformer en une réalité.

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Supertramp – Fool’s overture (10:51).
Album : Even in the quietest moments, 1977.
On y trouvait aussi : Give A Little Bit, Even In The Quietest Moments, From Now On

History recalls how great the fall can be
While everybody’s sleeping, the boats put out to sea
Borne on the wings of time
It seemed the answers were so easy to find
“Too late,” the prophets cry
The island’s sinking, let’s take to the sky

Called the man a fool, stripped him of his pride
Everyone was laughing up until the day he died
And though the wound went deep
Still he’s calling us out of our sleep
My friends, we’re not alone
He waits in silence to lead us all home

So tell me that you find it hard to grow
Well I know, I know, I know
And you tell me that you’ve many seeds to sow
Well I know, I know, I know

Can you hear what I’m saying
Can you see the parts that I’m playing
“Holy Man, Rocker Man, Come on Queenie,
Joker Man, Spider Man, Blue Eyed Meanie”
So you found your solution
What will be your last contribution?
“Live it up, rip it up, why so lazy?
Give it out, dish it out, let’s go crazy,
Yeah!”