Poem

 

i count the syllabes

of your laughter

and wait for the lines breaks

of your long deep breath

i may be a writer

but you're a poem

when i am old

rather old and grey

i want to fill my lungs

with your perfume

i may be a writer

but you're a poem

i may be a writer

but you're a poem

don't ever play, don't ever play the game

where you kiss, where i hurt

you will run out of lips

you will run out of air

i may be a writer

but you're a poem

i may be a writer

but you're a poem

lyrics by Tyler Knott Gregson 

music composed by Rosalie Bea

guitars : Aimé Duquet

voice : Rosalie Bea & David Lagacé

pedal : David Lagacé

drums : Francis Ledoux & Mario Roy

mix : Francis Ledoux