This is a song with no words. Nobody can hear the missing, they just look at my mouth and say : "Hey man, I know where he's coming from".

Yeah ? Bullshit !

Furniture has no say in life, it was made to be used by people. How many times have you felt like a bookshelf - standing in the living room, gathering dust, full of thoughts already written ?

How about now ?

This is a song with no words. I'm sure you've heard it before. You can see my mouth and you know that it's moving. You already know where i'm coming from.

Right here.