Individual Friends (feat. Matt Watts & Jan Ducheyne)

We like to discuss it over with my Individual Friends

In between lives of duties and a night to put an end

There’ll be some technical knock-downs and other ‘do that this year’

They’re back up, like there never was a down

And the future never was so clear

And the future never was so clear

Oh, in a tough situation

Individual, Individual, Individual Friends

Do what they can and pretend, friends

Individual, Individual, Individual Friends

Hold on to each other while saying I am

Everybody’s one of a kind

So whatever you say it will never be mine

Lovers can lose what no one has found

They bring one up nobody can bound

Or would be bound

In a tough situation

Individual, Individual, Individual Friends

Do what they can and pretend

Individual, Individual, Individual Friends

Hold on to each other while saying I am

We have deleted the shifting interface of our thoughts

In the blink of an eye, we have replaced it by the core of everything

The instinct (all get a motion), our instinct (all get emotional)

Eyes, ears (all get a motion), nose, the feeling of (all get emotional),

The feeling (all get a motion) all get emotional (all get emotional)

Friends

Oh, in a tough situation

Individual, Individual, Individual Friends

Do what they can and pretend

Individual, Individual, Individual Friends

Hold on to each other while saying I am

When you feel the shivering go all the way down your spine

Then you know, your spine is the bass line

No interface needed

Chicken skin, instinct and the right tone

Without the noise

You tap along on the edge of reality

You blink an eye to time that is playing cache-cache again

You improvise a dance on Love Supreme by John Coltrane

After which you cross rooftops of imagination

As the most skillful ninja you can be when night falls

In the same time lapse you explode into the next morning

With the panache of a morning cigarette after six

And yes, on instinct.