Sync Different

You and I used to meet on the crowded street;
High on absinthe and all distilled so sweet.
Under a doorway lit by a single bulb:
You asked me if I could give you my love.
Sir I cannot give what I do not feel –
So don't ask and ask you wax me ill.
Yet, I should think there a girl
who might take pity on you –
Who'd love you like you know
I could never do.
Nell or Nan won't give you trouble
like you know I would;
Their love is free, which I'm sure you deserve.
Now, let's shake hands and
call ourselves “friend”.
For all things start and
all things must end.
I shall say our time together was
that most pleasant.
Remember me well and
harbor no resentment.
But why you go ‘round and say
that I have no heart?
It don't make sense
– you want what you say I ain't got.
C’mon, now, sir.
Now, I said I could not love you
and that I mean.
Ain't no man gonna put a rope around me.

Ain't no man gonna put a rope around me.
            She ain't said never better wait and see.
Ain't no man gonna put a rope around me.
            She ain't said never better wait and see.

I won’t change this world but I’ll take it over,
Taking no losses cuz it’s never over,
Don’t try to do me wrong,
I Strike you like a cobra,
You better pray you make it home,
They know me as the closer,
Make way this the take over,
I see em looking down,
when we coming closer,
Step up Get a close up, of a pro soldier,
An overdose of work, grind, and composure,

I want big bags,
Live life like rich brat,
Put a price on they head,
We never hit back,

Catch me out on the field than that’s a
Mismatch,
Everyday on a jet, now watch me sit back,

This the take over, Protect, what’s yours,
if not my boy, I’ll be taking all yo soul,
And all yo toys,

It’s Bout to get real obscure, big bad mood,
Yeah I been that dude, huh,

This the take over, Protect, what’s yours,
if not my boy, I’ll be taking all yo soul,
And all yo toys,

It’s Bout to get real obscure, big bad mood,
Yeah I been that dude, huh,


I won’t change this world but I’ll take it over,
Taking no losses cuz it’s never over,
Don’t try to do me wrong,
I Strike you like a cobra,
You better pray you make it home,
They know me as the closer,

Take over,
Ima take it, the world is yours, encore, the world is yours,
Ima take it, the world is yours, it’s never over

And we taking over,
Yeah yeah yeah, taking over,

Whole world watch us taking over,
Whole world watch us taking over,

Take over take,
Take over take,
Take over take,

Whole world watch us taking over

LES ANGESÉtaient-ce les humeurs de l’automne Mélancolie des feuilles sous les ormes Était-ce la couleur de l’air, la douceur de l’eau Tout ce qui fait encore danser les roseauxÉtait-ce la béance de ton cœur
La triste précision des longues heures
Ou était-ce le fond du temps, le fond des gens, Profondément, les vivants...?Il est trop tôt ce soir
Au bord des battants noirs La lune n’a pas eu le temps De dissuader le vent.Était-ce la hauteur des étoiles
Qui ont soudain hissé leurs grandes voiles Emmenant avec elle, les fées
Dérobant la brillance de l’étéLes angesÉtait-ce l’insouciance du hasard Que l’on a vu sortir trop en retard Et qui sous ta fenêtre a oublié L’appel du temps, l’éternité.Il est trop tôt ce soir
Au bord des battants noirs La lune n’a pas eu le temps De dissuader le ventÉtait-ce la figure du triste monde
Colère de la mer qui monte
Était-ce le fond des villes, les ports trop loin L’indifférence de chaque matin.Était-ce l’impuissance de tes peurs
Les mains vides de sens, dans l’ampleur Adieu le sort, adieu l’exil
Adieu l’existence tranquille.