Fallacious World
Fallacious World : new album



In a breath of wind, the words are blowed away
to millions light years from our mouth
If we stifled them that would be the same
We wander between north and south

We're wandering...

Sometimes we feel lost at crossroads
We are unable to turn into a street
Flooded somewhere into the crowd
We wander somewhere between west and east

We're wandering...

By a perfect starry night
We travel from a world to an other one
In that infinite night
We drift alone, alone, alone
words by Blaise