Unlanding snow from Itinéraires by Looking for Romeo

Unlanding snow

I ‘m watching trough my window time going by as an unlanding snow, i see no footsteps on the floor only a bet that it will go

It slips trough fingers just like sand it makes it hard to understand is there a start is there a end, if this is the start where is the end?


In the big hourglass the melody of life turns your whispers into ice
In the big hourglass time is talking to me...

In the big hourglass the melody of life turns your whispers into ice
In the big hourglass time is talking to me
..
I am nowhere but here... an unending Be.

I am watching down the meadow time passing by as a unhanging snow i hear no ring bell on my door only a hope that it will go...

Will there be something in the end, will there be something to understand? Is this the start? Is this the end? If there is a start where does it end?


In the big hourglass the melody of life turns your whispers into ice
In the big hourglass time is talking to me...

In the big hourglass the melody of life turns your whispers into ice
In the big hourglass time is talking to me
..
I am nowhere but here... an unending Be.

• Acoustic
• auteur-compositeur-interprète
• chanson francaise
• musique actuelle
• pop folk
• singer-songwriter
• Montpellier