From the recording Feu d'grand vent
Disentangled - Sophie Bijjani
High on life and softly spoken
You walk into my horizon.
The future’s now and we are floating,
dim and golden.
Disentangled, Fort Knox, the prison.
The future’s at our feet, chained down and broken.
The rose’s petals shed, no relief, no remission
-Where have you been?
Out and about, lawless with doubt
A minor song, something went wrong.