Le Doorman Lyrics & Chords By René Lussier

Black at the centre Fifty Million Suns Its mass Where matter masses and Infalls: its Shock Repels the Outer gas, its appetite Astonishes and Appals. ...read more

In such a country and at such a time, There should be no melancholy evenings, Even high bridges over the rivers, And the hours between the night and morning, And the long winter...read more

Me! Just me! All for me. I spent a lifetime scheming for me, teaching and preaching and preening for me. I built a fortress around my fears, dispatched grim sorties against...read more

Black at the centre Fifty Million Suns Its mass Where matter masses and Infalls: its Shock Repels the Outer gas, its appetite Astonishes and Appals. ...read more

I live, like a dry leaf in Winter Sapless – I refuse to fall – I protest like a sigh in a Tempest, I cry: "To hold is all" ...read more