Sync Different

Il y avait trop de dope hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.On peut sentir les vents errantsSoufflant dans nos cheveux de montagneSur ces anciennes routes, le monde se réveille.Il y avait trop de fantôme hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.As-tu déjà vu cette routeIl y avait trop d’amour hier soir !Montre-moi ce que tu as, ce que tu as.

Switchblade, Switchblade, my lovely friend.
I held you so close we two till the bitter end.
One pierce, one cut was one was one too much.
For you, my love: I offer my blood.
Pen knife, pen knife – c'mon All, cheer!
For the words we sing conjures tears.
One word. A mutter with such restrain.
For me, my love, scribe me your pain?
Stiletto, my stiletto!
Will I, may I? See you again tomorrow?
One on one – We two in your room.
For we need not be bride or groom.
One pierce, one cut was one too much.
For you, my love: I offer my blood.
My blood.
My blood.
My blood.

Right through a halo of shimmering light
Just you and me standing and all was bright

You came out of a dream
And you were there
Like a star on the screen
Just out of nowhere

I see a smile
I'm out of air
And just for a while
Our lives froze in midair

Out of a dream
Out of a dream
Now take me anywhere

Through a halo of shimmering light
You and me standing there and all was bright

You are
You are
You are the one

A Monkey's Tale
I'm feeling like a monkeyClimbing up the wallsThey call me little cheeky-monkeyDon't stop me I'm a joke
I'm treated like a monkeyAnyway it's farcicalThey call me "silly-billy"Quite proud It's a big role

I like to play the monkeyCatchin' up the ballsThey say I'm just freaky, funnyGlad they have the giggles
I'm dancing like a monkeyWaiting for the fallThey say everything is hunky-doryI'm starting to know the ropes
There's something strangeI'm out of controlI don't feel painThey should have known
Only Jesus knows why
Why the monkey's gone wildIt's a question of timeThe monkey's fit to be tied

They don't know whyWhy the monkey's wildHe kept his prideHe'll never hide