ÊTRE UN FLAN

<Well, there is a god, but he wants cash.>

The take off is sometimes hard, but i didn't get the time, i had already crashed. My friends all survive of that plane crash. The starvin' vultures started to eat me yet, but you may see me six feet under, behind a seesaw, in front of a cherry tree. I think i was borndead, because my mom made me all alone.
Am I a coward ? I shared my secret to that stranger. And i couldn't get a lover. There's a king, there's a king, and i anger grows.
Tell me that you said when they find out that i love you ? Tell me that you feel, better when i said it scares me too. I wanted to be more than your friend, but i am nothing anymore. Since i'm dead, i think that you lost a treasure there, could you remember what ?
Christmas is over. Santa Claus won't come tonight . The reindeer may have been shot in the skies by that fucking plane.
Good news you won't see me face again round the cold classroom. For, for a long time, i told i was fine. Am i dumb ? Am I blind ? In fact, i'm not feeling so fine, oh so fine. I wanted to break that big fence, and visit all the caves, that you never show. But it is over.
Well i'm under woods and i need a stone, to leave, leave, for ever leave, to the Everlasting land.
I have climbed mountains, now i have lost my toes, but i don't mind, i'm alone. You don't mind, so just let me go. I have a long long way to go. I will arrive just before the sunset, and i hope you'll said, welcome with your eyes.
If you go to far, i'll die, in my death. I we get to close whisper in my ear, say the word, say it, be my love.
I would to be out for i while. Forever . I should be back home, but the more then i sleep, the more i get tired. I always talk to you, always talk to me. It's time to wake up. IT IS TIME TO WAKE UP. I'll be ok, in a while.