The gentle taste of orange

A garden of fruit and flowers is what I embrace

In ocean blue eyes, in each one's an island

I'm stranded within your love

And as I fall deeper than ever

And as we kiss, we're each other's guide into the unknown



WHERE MEN DO NOT RETURN, WHERE MEN DO NOT FORGET

THE SWEETEST SUICIDE, AS IF WE DON'T EXIST BUT LIVE



The presence of angels, the inscense of Indochine

The quietness of movements, the slowness of Africa

A Point of know return, no way out of here

Nothing compares to you

Anything goes

And as I breathe deeper than ever

I'm coming home, I'm coming home to the unknown



WHERE MEN DO NOT RETURN.