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...