| Song | Hirondelle |
| Artist | Benoît Pioulard |
| Album | Précis |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Like how when you hear us on the airwaves | |
| You can't help but picture a voice in our mouths | |
| And your oral muscles feel the syllables sympathetically | |
| Like how the copper will turn green | |
| Showing time in a chromatic array | |
| In passing cos the spectrum's lost its sheen | |
| I hope I can age that gracefully |