1. THE CRACK

How long have I been stuck in the ols armchair
Staring at the TV screen
Without perceiving the pictures ir was conveying
It's now swarming with countless white particles
The static is crumpling my brain... I feel tired
I vainly press the buttons on the remote control... I need to breathe again
Taking my jacket, I make the coat-rack rock

I leave the house and walk into the rain
The sky is heavy on my shoulders... The streets is desolate
The tar absorbs my soles... I feel alone
I perceive a man and his dog
In the twinkling of an eye the animal take's on his master's appearance... A frosty fluid tears my veins
The collar round his neck, he looks sadly at his lead

I had expected the nightclub's atmosphere to clear my mind
The luminous traces creeping along the walls claw my eyes
I realize laughing people were looking at me
I realize crying people were looking at me
I realize they ar looking at my body as it empties its tears... but why am I weeping ?
Not a living soul, just the creeping traces now

Nothing left to do ! I leave the place !
The sky seems to move off to let me catch my breath
The wet road seems to guide my steps
I am back... The house was waiting for me.. The door is open
My jacket is still in my hand, I'm soaked
I enter the room... The coat-rack falls
The TV screen looks the same... I'm tired
I take the remote control... I'm alone
I pull the trigger...


2. THE CLEANSING

In turn, piercing the misty transparency of the water, in wich I repose, these tears rip apart the silence.
Feeble, I cannot reach it.

Giving birth again, and for always, to the same concentric wrinkles that menace
then disappear. These tears fall.
Paralysed, I cannot stop the flow.


3. BACK FROM THE GARDEN

Mothers loves daylight, however, today, in this gloomy church, she's not complaining.
Usually she complains about it all the time.
The priest speaks lowly. Mother, who is hard of hearing, again, says nothing.
Everybody is watching her. She hates that but, today it doesn't bother her.
Mother is dead.
Me, I'm near to her. I speak to her. She can hear me, I know it, I feel it.
She's close to me.. It doesn't trouble me.
I can see her, the other night, sitting by the fire. She's old. Suddenly, a noise outside.
I knew what it was. She didn't hear it. She let me get up to see... a man before me. He cast me a cynical smile while pretending to hit my mother. I cannot move. I know this man. I turn my head. My mother is there. We continue to talk. « What were we talking about ? »

There are lots of in church today, for you mother. Everyone so sad. « What – you are not ? Who is speaking to me ? Who is there ? Is it you mother ? »

While I stroll around the garden, Mother makes our tea. It is dark. Dizziness – fall earth – rain. Later an armchair. « Mother, where's my tea ? » I'm soaked. I go into the kitchen. Mother is on the floor. Her head smashed in. I knew. I'm not sad.
In the mirror the man smiles back at me. The same way as te night before. In my mind, I see the scene again. It was I who killed her.
In the garden, I knew that she was lost. I didn't want to hurt her.

Not I, yes I, it is I.
I understand.
I – church – death – straitjacket – asylum ?
Me – madness murder – mother ?

It was so cold last night. Sorry mother.



4. VARIATION ON THE THEME 4TX.31B

(Instrumental)



5. SHOUT (Tears For Fears Cover)

Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on

In violent times, you shouldn't have to sell your soul
In black and white, they really really ought to know
Those one track minds that took you for a working boy
Kiss them goodbye, you shouldn't have to jump for joy
You shouldn't have to shout for joy

Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on

They gave you life, and in return you gave them hell
As cold as ice, I hope we live to tell the tale
I hope we live to tell the tale

Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on

Shout, shout, let it all out (let it all out)
These are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on

And when you've taken down your guard
If I could change your mind, I'd really love to break your heart
I'd really love to break your heart

Shout, shout, let it all out
(Break your heart) these are the things I can do without
(I'd really love to break your heart) come on
I'm talking to you, come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on

(Guitar solo)

Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on
(They really really ought to know) Shout, shout, let it all out
(Really really ought to know) These are the things I can do without
(They really really) Come on, I'm talking to you, come on
(They really really ought to know) Shout, shout, let it all out
(I'd really love to break your heart)
These are the things I can do without
(I'd really love to break your heart)
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on...(fade)