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Lyrics to Little Dragon’s “Paris”

“Paris”
Words written by Yukimi Nagano

It’s that time to transform
To come around, I’m changin’
Oh, there’s an angel knockin’ on my window
Tryin’ to tell me where to go next
This small town without you
It feels cold, it’s creepin’
Moving on
I’ll look ahead instead

Spirit divide
Drift along
I waved her goodbye
I carried on
Trams pass
My black dress
Folded on a big mess
I’m changing my next flight to Paris

The hour glass, it tick tock too fast for a destiny
I’ve got a full drawer of letters
Remember it was Paris you said we were gonna meet
Why your answer machine’s still on?
It’s the oddest feeling since you’re gone
A part of me drift away with you
And will never return

Spirit divide
Drift alone
I waved her goodbye
I carried on
Trams pass
My black dress
Folded on a big mess
I’m changing my next flight to Paris

Spirit divide
Drift alone
I waved her goodbye
Trams pass
My black dress
Folded on a big mess
I’m changing my next flight

La Suede est ou je vis
Mais c’est a Paris que je me sens en vie
Je sens que je pourrais m’y poser
Des vacances
Et ne jamais rentrer

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4 thoughts on “Lyrics to Little Dragon’s “Paris””

  1. “Paris”

    It’s that time to transform
    To come around, I’m changing
    Uh, there’s an angel knocking at my window
    Tryna tell me where to go, yes

    It’s a small town without you
    It feels cold is creeping
    I’m moving on, I look ahead instead

    Spirit divide, drift alone
    I wave goodbye, I carry it all
    Dream fast, my black dress
    On and on, a big mess
    I’m changing my next flight to paris

    Dark lights that tick tock too fast for a destiny
    I’ve got a full drawer of letters
    Remember it was paris you said we were gonna meet
    Why your answer machine’s still on?

    It’s the oddest feeling that says you’re gone
    A part of me drift away with you
    I would never return

    Spirit divide, drift alone
    I wave goodbye, I carry it all
    Dream fast, my black dress
    On and on, a big mess
    I’m changing my next flight to paris

    Spirit divide
    I wave goodbye
    Dream fast, my black dress
    On and on, a big mess
    I’m changing my next flight

  2. I could be wrong, but the lyrics seem to be about a friend, possibly deceased, that the author met (or knew) in Paris

  3. It’s that time to transform
    to come around
    I’m changing
    ooh there’s an angel
    knocking on my window
    trying to tell me where to go next
    this small town without you
    it feels cold
    it’s creeping
    moving on I’ll look ahead instead

    spirit divide
    drift along
    I waved her goodbye
    I carried on
    trams pass
    my black dress
    folded on a big mess
    changing my next flight to Paris

    The hour glass it tick tock
    too fast for our destiny
    I got a full drawer of letters remember
    it was Paris you said we were gonna meet
    why your answer machine still on
    It’s the oddest feeling since you’re gone
    A part of me drift away with you and will never
    return

    spirit divide
    drift along
    I waved her goodbye
    I carried on
    trams pass
    my black dress
    folded on a big mess
    changing my next flight to Paris

    La Suède est ou je vis
    Mais c’est a Paris que je me sens en vie
    Je sens que je pourrais m’y poser
    Des vacances
    Et ne jamais rentrer

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