Sync Different

Des paysages dessinent ton visage
J’inonde ta peau de mes larmes de sel
Et je berce doucement ton image
Dans le creux de mon âme temporelle


J’entends le train de ta nuit envahir
Notre chambre embrumée de silence
Des ailes dans un souffle écorchent mon désir
Où trouverai-je la force providence ?


Ris mon ange, abreuve-toi de mon sel

Et quand ton aile effleurera ma joue

Quand ton souffle éteindra l’étincelle
D’or sera parée ma nuit éternelle.

Landscapes describe your face
I flood your skin with my salty tears
And I gently cradle your image
In the hollow of my temporal soul

I can hear the night train invading
Our bedroom in a mist of silence
Wings with one breath scorch my desire
Where dear providence, will I find the strength?


Laugh my angel, drink in my salt
And when your wings brushes against my cheek
When your breath puts out the candle
With gold my eternal night will attired

It’s not the same game
Now you’re really down
You try to keep safe again
Turn your life around
She told you to be better
She told you to be someone
You looked away tried to linger
And required to be alone
She told you to be angry
She told you to be calm
You ran away when you saw the fire
Drifted away from your own home
It’s not the same game
Now you’re really down
You try to keep safe again
Turn your life around
Songs ring out inside his walls
Feels like a stranger in his house
A day among the unknown
Just tryin’ to be the perfect spouse
You’re not the same boy
Now you feel the pressure
You’re not overjoyed
But you deal with censure
She told you to be better
She told you to be someone
You looked away tried to linger
And required to be alone
She told you to be angry
She told you to be calm
You ran away when you saw the fire
Drifted away from your own home

Jimmy thinks, time can heal his wounds He learns to speak a foreign language Holds the for to be safe in
Winter’s coming, dreams
are smashed to smithereens
Too tired to wauk in any direction To find a peaceful place dreams
He’s running around
And trying to find some new stories He’s goes back and forth
Gives up hiz werld of certainties
Jimmy talks, of a future time
He’s floating around some situations And seems to be all worn out
Summer’s coming, his dreams are faded now He carries on wandering the streets
Looking for some kind of clues
Jimmy thinks, time can heal his wounds He learns to speak a foreign language And holds the fort to be safe in
Winter’s coming, his dreams are smashed to smithereens
Too tired to walk in any direction
To find a peaceful place
He’s running around
And trying to find some new stories He’s goes back and forth
Gives up his world of certainties