À Jour LyricsOne month backwards, I'll be singing at the sun
I wish you both the rest, but the best is still to come
One month backwards, I'll be singing at the sun
Focus your lens on the aim
With tomorrow at hand
Monday wants more snapshot retort
Screaming at the sun
Sunday once adored
Now no longer à jour
Longing for is long-is long gone
Screaming at the sun
New week morning
Waking by Monday
You reflect the silent darkness of the passing time
In an hourglass, frozen
Like the blue of your eyes, like the blue of your eyes
With thе turning of a new year
You'll be lеft with nothing