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Behind My smile

by You say Flo, I say Flo

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1.
Final Cut 04:06
Always feeling sorry, Aren’t you fed up with your loyalty? Could you at least Shut the fuck up? You’re so afraid to play the bad guy You’ve just thrown away the best part of your life in a sigh CHORUS: I wanna hear your voice It’s your turn to have the choice And they’ll keep their mouth shut Only if you have the final cut Stop throwing up your guts at her feet And stop treating her As a princess Of your vanished dreams Come on and stand up On your broken legs Shout the loudest fuck You’ve ever said At their ugly faces CHORUS x2 You know it ‘ll be long To clean up the mess In your flesh and bones You know fighting The fate is usless You’ll have to untie The forever bond Until one would die You guess the scars Won’t be quickly gone CHORUS x3
2.
Come on, I see you’re so tired But you don’t know how to have a rest You keep saying you got to lay down See my open arms and my welcoming chest CHORUS: I know I can be so clumsy I might be sometimes stiff Got to trust me and you will see How our two bodies will fit Come on, close slowly your eyes Put your hand in the small of my back Breathe out your worries in a sigh I keep my leg round your waist and hold you tight CHORUS I will calm your sleep-talking With a healing kiss on your shoulder In that bed totally naked I’ll build you a home, my non stop-traveller CHORUS x2
3.
You first saw her on a poster in the metro Under what was supposed to be the coolest graffiti You guessed her face and the name of her band But not what was happening when you got her cd Then she came to give a gig in your town You convinced your friends that’d be the best show ever You felt the thrill running throughout the crowd Faces craving a piece of attention from her Two green shoes bought to a nice old french lady Showed up out of the blue on the dusty stage The spotlights flashed, the guitars started playing As she were stamping her feet in pleasure and rage As her voice faded away And the music ended A new song came in the air and you knew it was your turn You tried to write some songs on your own Picturing her reading your lines over your shoulder As you were sticking out your tongue in concentration You learnt word after word how not to worship her Later on a stool, a rusty mic in your face You wondered if the drunk crowd would ever shut up Your legs were shaking and your heart hammering your chest You figured out the drunk crowd would never shut up Then you saw her smile on a poster in the street As you were putting on a good show on that dusty stage you closed your eyes ignoring people talking As you were stamping your feet with pleasure and rage As her voice faded away And the music ended A new song came in the air and you knew it was your turn
4.
Last Talk 04:25
Let’s have a seat Somewhere on the stairs In this unlighted street The place doesn’t matter I’m gonna talk first You just have to listen Won’t ask any answer I just need to be heard And my heart is a raw wound I can’t breathe well My skin will crack soon Thin as an eggshell It will come in a flow It started twirling in my head Many many months ago What’s the proper way to say it? I may burst into tears I may act as a weirdo It may end in a scream I’m not used to let go And my heart is a raw wound I can’t breathe well My skin will crack soon Thin as an eggshell And I can’t tell easily When I fell in love with you Was it when we ran after that taxi Or when you asked me to trust you And I cling to memories As if could heal my wounds But only the days are passing And I just can’t get over you It’s time for you to leave I’ll miss that look in your eyes We’ll keep in touch on a screen Fake promise to feel right For a time I felt special I do not anymore Love is enaqual But we want some more and more And my heart is a raw wound I can’t breathe well My skin will crack soon Thin as an eggshell My heart is a raw wound Of which my feelings ooze It won’t get better soon Caus’ stitches can’t soothe Let’s have a seat Somewhere on the stairs In this unlighted street So you won’t see my pain
5.
Behind my smile Let me cry a while I'm not allowed to feel sad You envy my freedom I envy your time shared in common Happiness is built on sacrifices You have no clue on the other side Behind my smile Let me cry a while I'm not allowed to feel sad A clean slate, a fresh start, However you call that part Needs more courage I could imagine Now I'm waking up from my dream Behind my smile Let me cry a while I'm not allowed to feel sad Did it occur to you Everytime you say "I miss you" I've to multiply that phrase by hundred Before all your faces could get blurred Behind my smile Let me cry a while I'm not allowed to feel sad

about

Paroles et musique: Florence Kanony
Arrangements et mixage: Dominic Vallée
Arrangements vocaux: Tamara Sandor
Flûte traversière et voix: Florence Kanony
Guitares, basse, percussions, orgue, "couronne de cymbalettes", choeurs: Dominic Vallée
Choeurs: Tamara Sandor
Mastering: JP Villemure
Aquarelle (portrait): Jessica Mensch
Aquarelles (illustrations): Alexandra Leblanc
Dessin noir & blanc: Pierre Maurel

credits

released December 1, 2011

Un grand Merci à:

Domi qui a pris le temps de me guider, de me conseiller et de faire d’un projet un résultat dont je suis fière, sans lui cet E.P. n’aurait pas vu le jour

Tamara, pour sa voix, son talent, son temps et son sourire
Jessica, Pierre et Alex pour votre temps et vos oeuvres
J.P. pour ce beau mastering
Stéphanie, ma 1ère fan, Pauline pour les corrections assidues, David V. pour les tout premiers encouragements en composition, Joan pour m’avoir fait un jour écouter de la folk, Nico C. pour avoir enrichi mes connaissances musicales, Mat C. pour le brainstorming de nom de scène, Nick pour le 1er show à Montréal, Bruno pour le booking, Navet pour la couronne de cymbalettes, Guillaume pour la basse
Merci aussi à mes parents, mes soeurs et Jacques
Et Karine, Arnaud, Sof, Amanda, Billie, Pénéloppe, Guigui, Idir, Flo, Bibi, Michael S., Manu S., Tonin, les open mic du Arts Café, Shadow et Chico et Cyrille
Merci à tous ceux qui m’encouragent de près ou de loin, et ceux et celles qui un jour m’ont donné envie et m’inspirent encore aujourd’hui...

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