Teorema

by Dorian Pimpernel

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Looking through the window in the rain
Eyes in petals through the vapour mist
A tiny green point will be my mirror
I gaze at you but all I see’s myself

I wouldn't swap a you for a me
Even If you was not another I

Turn it four times ninety degrees
Then all things would appear crystal clear
Even the facts would be on your side
But no would say the gravitation law

I wouldn't swap a you for a me
Even If you was not another I

When background’s breaking through the surface
You might feel quite a bit surprised
And all seeds at once underground
Were meant to grow and strangle you

There in your labyrinth of pretence
I bet you won’t find the way out

I wouldn’t swap a you for a me
Even If you was not another I

[Photo : Chloé Ðe Nombel / Artwork : John Henriksson]

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released March 5, 2013

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Dorian Pimpernel Paris, France

In its pale murmur, the Moon resembles the incommunicable parts of music—words of loneliness, yet fragile and profound. Here, appearances waver and the Infinite retreats. As for what’s left behind—that, you’ll never know. But everything is on its way. You can’t listen to Dorian Pimpernel without remembering this.

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