Ébène Fumé

Lends his soul
Sleeping on
He leaves the soil
And lays the bodies, bodies, bodies over yesterday

A Harley's soul
Bleaches on
Leaves the story
He lets it go
And lays the bodies, bodies, bodies over yesterday

Upon the stones you laid
That love will last forever
I won't throw your candles away
In fact, they'll always stay alighted

It's diluted but bright
The last to see the story of your life

Hey, would it be bright?
At last, you see the stories of my life

Oh, you generously dream
Through fallen limbs of Heaven
To dream, into an odyssey
For fallen leaves
Like lovers

It's diluted but bright
The pleasure to hear you talking in my mind

And I 'luded my mind
Since last I saw the stories of my life

Sun lends his soul
Sleeping on
He leaves the soil
And lays the bodies, bodie,s bodies over yesterday
A Harley's soul
Bleaches on
Leaves the story
He lets it go
And lays the bodies, bodies, bodies over yesterday