It's
Like a sentence that talks about everything
Like a Swiss cheese with holes
Like a face that we draw even though we don't know who it is
Like an alarm clock that rings all the time
Like a sign that indicates nothing, we notice it or we ignore it
But we still don't know what it is
Like a boat that goes to sea
Like a gift from my parents
Like a song that keeps telling me that I still don't know what it is

It's
Like a very, very large family
Like a super precious stone, we protect it or we break it
But we still don't know what it is
Like the genie's lamp, in fact we are the geniuses
We wake up or sleep in it but we still don't know what it is
Like a puppet show
A solution without its puzzle
Like a song that keeps telling us that we still don't know what it is

It's
It's a tournament of certainties
A competition of attitudes
Where the winners make up the rules
Well yeah but if it was the other way around then the losers would win
And we wouldn't be any further ahead
It's a magnificent accident
It's a logistical masterpiece
On a historic monument, which is cracked into a thousand pieces
Depending on where you are born, you have more or less access to it
It's such a fragile balance, regularly put at risk
It's a castle of blue cards, yeah, when it collapses we rebuild it
Like the love of lovers, like the knot in my shoelace
It's a natural procession, a pyramidal conga line, organized by idols
To which we willingly adhere
Because they have this ability to make us believe that we know what it is

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