Artista: The Tangent
  Canción: The A1 North Of Paris

It's time to bring the curtain down,
Time to say our final words,
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel it in my water

Traffic jams and French landscape flash by
Lost in a blur of deja vu
Still, I can't keep my fingers off
the self destruction buttons

And suddenly .. it's happening!
I'm sliding into the void I built with you
My lifetime ahead is slipping away
My fingers are clawing but nothing seems any use

What we set in gear has meshed at last
Question marks hover over our past
like barrage balloons that wait over some
defended... terrified city

But through it all, I Love You still,
Yet only find spiteful, hurtful things to say,
We take the vow, we make the dive
and head for the exit without even knowing the way