Loose Strings

Okay, let’s start over.

On revient à la base.

Todo tranquilo.

Tiguidou.

Wonderland was a trip,

but I’m back in the room.

The light’s coming in,

et je chasse la brume.

Pas de riddles, juste moi et mon café.

Just the simple things that keep me okay.

I see the path,

it’s not a maze at all.

Je vois les murs,

et je les trouve petits.

No more grinning cats,

just me and my life.

I’m painting in daylight,

not painting in red.

Je calme le jeu,

je repose ma tête.

No more Wonderland, c'est fini tout ça.

I’m home in the Harbor,

and that’s where I stay.

C’est Tiguidou, it’s all I need to say.

We’re good here, right?

100% Tiguidou.

I look at the tomatoes,

I look at the work.

Je laisse les questions,

I let the stress lurk.

Away from the facade,

away from the loud.

Je marche dans la lumière,

head in the clouds.

But my feet? They’re right here on the ground.

I’m not a riddle to be solved.

Je suis juste moi,

et c’est assez.

Tan simple.

Tiguidou.

I’m painting in daylight,

not painting in red.

Je calme le jeu,

je repose ma tête.

No more Wonderland, c'est fini tout ça.

I’m home in the Harbor,

and that’s where I stay.

C’est Tiguidou, it’s all I need to say.

Yeah, that’s better.

C’est ça.

Pax in

luce. Tiguidou.