[If possible, listen with headphones]

L'homme est à inventer chaque jour

You were born in a storm cloud
Inside a raindrops tear
And fell upon profane ground
And leaked into the river's rear
You washed up in Paris
In a gutter full of leafs
And you went stagnant
Between the concrete beams

Open your eyes open your mind
Open your eyes open your life
You are free from all of this
You are free to do as you wish

There's a wildflower growing in the ash
There's a body sunk and a swollen gash
I heard your song on shortwave radio
A ghost in the machine strumming a banjo
There's some devils hiding in the walls
They found the Higgs particle in the sprawl
Blew up Geneva just to understand
Ashen in Zurich funeral brass band

Open your eyes open your mind
Open your eyes open your life
You are free from all of this
You are free to do as you wish
Open your eyes open your mind
Open your eyes open your life
You are free from all of this
You are free to do as you wish

The prisoner blinked at the harsh glow of the sun
Having only known darkness for so very very long
And looking upon the cloudless sky he felt a profound longing for the watching eyes
The desert was empty of rain and no rivers flowed through its base
No roads to follow no steps to trace
We are left alone without excuse
But to begin again and make ourselves anew