More songs by Afternoon Bike Ride
Description
It's as if you accidentally glanced at someone else's correspondence, where the letter remained lying on the floor - unread, but everything is already clear. The music drifts away to a misty island with tea-filled mornings, then to a ghostly memory of someone's smile, which could warm you more than words. It is both tender and unable to come to terms with departure: a moment that is too “ripe,” when life gently pushes you to say goodbye, and your heart clings to the past. Everything sounds like a sigh drawn out into a song, where even tears sound like rhythm.
Producer: Eloise Le Blanc-Rigette
Producer: John David Tanton
Producer: Leah Kurihara
Programmer: Afternoon Bike Ride
Music Publisher: Copyright Control
Music Publisher: Couteau Music House
Lyricist, Composer: Eloise Le Blanc-Rigette
Lyricist, Composer: John David Tanton
Lyricist, Composer: Leah Kurihara
Lyricist, Composer: Gabe Millman
Director Olivia Le Blanc
Filmed by Clémence Baben and Samuel Villeneuve.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Sittin' in your other world
You caught me, I'm on it
On an open Island
Eye drops in the air, I'm hauntin' you
And nothing after the words you said
I, left my letter unread on the ground
And never have I had to handle it
In the mornin', we'd sit down for tea
You'd open up your door and slowly, carefully make your way up
Me, not much you'd say but still your smile
Stretches far and captures all the joy of life
Now you're quickly growin' tired, I can't accept you're too ripe
Sittin' in your other world
You caught me, I'm on it
On an open island
Eye drops in the air, I'm hauntin' you
And nothing after the words you said
I, left my letter unread on the ground
And never have I had to handle it
Hardly hypnotized
By my appetite
For forlorn delight
Out of paradise
Kept there in my sight
Now I live deprived
All I do is cry
All I do is cry