Catching The Light (Attraper la lumière) overture

The October wind is blowing cold through the trees Leaves spinning down

in the amber breeze I’m dialing in the echoes,

chasing the sound While you trace the shadows on the frosted ground

Christian, your hand is a fire in the chill

The world is rushing past,

but we’re standing still.

And oh, this October sky is a velvet gray We wash the

noise of the street away With a silver guitar and your heart

next to mine We’re catching the light at the edge of the

line

In the quiet hum,

in the autumn air

I look at you,

Christian, and the music

is there.

Steel strings vibrating like a distant train An old analog tape running

through the rain

You bring the calm to my restless beat

A sudden warmth on a lonely street

The harvest moon is rising slow and high Reflecting the grace in

your quiet eye.

Et oh, ce ciel d’octobre est un gris de velours,

On lave le bruit de la rue sans détour,

Avec une guitare d’argent et ton cœur contre le mien,

On attrape la lumière au bout du chemin,

Dans le doux

bourdonnement,

dans l’air d’automne,

Je te regarde, Christian,

et la musique

résonne.

Let the distortion fade into the dark

We don’t need the stadium,

just this spark

A late October night,

just me and you

Creating a rhythm that’s honest and true.

Just a beautiful frequency in the cold…

Holding onto you as the year grows old.

(hummmm) Christian and the music…

In the October air.

Fading

out.