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B i o g r a p h y
(by Official Site)
Beady
Belle - a result of collaboration between singer Beate S. Lech and bassist
Marius Reksjø who are working together since they were music students in
Oslo - is one of the freshest new sounds to come out of the left-of-field
music underground of Norway. Beate's voice and dynamic live performances
have long been one of the sensations of the Norwegian underground. After
graduating from the Norwegian State Academy of Music, she sung with the
trip-hop band "Folk & Rovere" recording for Universal in Norway, performed
with "Insert Coin" and was lead singer in the jazz project 'Metropolitan'
(Sony). She has also collaborated with Bugge Wesseltoft, the famous
norvegian guitarist Jon Eberson ("Dreams that went astray") and the Brazz
Brothers. Marius studied music at the University in Oslo and was bassist
for "Insert Coin" before joining Eivind Aarset's "électronique Noir" band
("Light Extracts", 2001). He has also performed and recorded with Bugge
Wesseltoft ("Moving", 2001), The Savage Rose, the norwegian
songwriter/singer Jan Eggum and Bobby Hughes Combination ("Nhu Golden
Era", 2002). In 1999 Beate was asked by Bugge Wesseltoft to make a record
for Jazzland rec. He gave her freedom to make the record she wanted. Beate
ment that the best way to really make a record of her own, was to make it
completely by her self; composing, arranging, text writing, programming,
recording and producing. Since she had a studio at home, she would do as
much as possible there, on her own Macintosh computer. After a while
Marius contributed more to the creation of the record. Dividing up the
labour, Marius took care of the groove elements and Beate was in charge of
the melodies, harmonies and lyrics, with some exceptions both ways. Since
the work was done in private surroundings, the record was entitled "Home".
Most of the recordings were done in Beate's 6 meters flat in Oslo except
for the strings, vibraphone and drums, which were done in 'Bugge's room'.
Because
of the co-operation between Beate and Marius, the project name "Beate S.
Lech" was abandoned and they decided to give it another name. "I came up
with Beady Belle", says Beate, "I think it sounds like the name of
something beautiful, it's feminine which is why it has now become my stage
name as well as the name of the duo project." The transparent quality of
Beate's lyrics and the architecture of the songs driven by her haunting
voice dovetail neatly with Marius' unique rhythmic grooves and harmonic
shading. Home" is a sensuous mosaic of sound that draws on the vast
libraries of jazz, pop, techno, d&b and ambient. Like all the best music,
"Home" has a spaciousness that opens doors in the mind for audiences to
find something new. "To get an idea of what the record is about try 'Loose
and Win' and 'Mobile Bubble'", says Beate. "They've got this cool feeling,
soulful and funky with a kind of melancholic atmosphere I like." 'Ghosts'
- the first track on "Home" - was released as an advance promotional
single for the album, and was instantly playlisted by Norway's NRK P3
Radio for several weeks. "Home" was released all over Europe and also in
Japan, Korea and Canada during the summer 2001. Later it was also released
in Australia. Beady Belle got "European Priority" by Universal
International. "I try and lift songs to an ecstatic maximum," says Beate,
"so that when the beat is pumping neither the band nor the audience can
stand still, they just have to move to the music, dance. Then I just fly
over the top with the melody. When I perform live we loosen up the songs,
more jazzy perhaps, decide on the spot when to play the verse or the
chorus, we feel free to lift the songs or moderate the songs where it
feels natural. My role is more than that of a vocalist, I like to
participate in the progress of the songs." In April 2003, Beady Belle will
be featured in the new concert series "Visons of Jazz". Beady Belle's next
album is scheduled for springtime 2003 distributed by Universal.
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Home
*** Thanx a lot to
Aitairangikaahu for these
lyrics ***
Ghosts
I fall into your trashbin once again
Same kind of story
I know what's happened every time before
Still I want more
I wonder who and what I'm fighting for
Maybe it's you
I'm maybe better off oblivious too
While they're having fun with you
I've heard of your ghosts
Why won't they let you go ?
I've heard of your ghosts
Why won't they let us get on with our love ?
I'm coming to your rescue once again
It always happen
Though I don't know what to save you from and why
I never see them come
I've heard that you hang out with your old friends again
Always doing something
What can I do to stop them from hunting you again ?
Disappear into the blues
Moderation
Just a little taste of the Christmas cake
To make sure that she won't be fed up with it
Her passion for treats must be kept alive
The longing for the next Christmas to arrive
Just a little trip on the merry-go-round
To make sure that she won't get sick of it
Her passion for fun must be kept alive
The longing for the next fun-fair to arrive
You said that absence makes the heart grow fonder
I guess that's why you don't see her any longer
Just a little chapter from the fairy tale
To make sure that she won't get tired of it
Her passion for tales must be kept alive
The longing for the next bedtime to arrive
Just a little love in adolescence
To make sure that she won't get hurt by it
Her passion for love must be kept alive
The longing for the next friend to arrive
You said that absence makes the heart grow fonder
I guess that's why you don't see her any longer
Just a little chat on the telephone
To make sure that she won't get broke by it
The passion for your voice must be kept alive
The longing for the day you'll arrive
Lose and
win
Don't squeeze the fruit
Don't seize the flower
Don't spoil the seeds
Don't hide your needs
But spread your wings
And drink the spring
Go sing your pain
Go share your gain
So eat the fruit
Admire the flower
Then plant the seeds
Fulfil your needs
Oh, I'm on and off
Oh, I'm out and in
Oh, I laugh and caugh
Oh, I lose and win
Drawback
That's the dark side of obediance
That's the dark side of obediance
When somebody tied my poor dog up
I found that I was totally stuck
I'd trained him not to let out a yelp
That's why he didn't get any help
Nobody came to help in October
Nobody came to help in November
My dog was praiseworthy quiet and sober
So nobody came to help in December
So he laid down now on the doorstep and died
And I'm still sitting here all tied up inside
That's the dark side of obediance
That's the dark side of obediance
In a good
way
How am I supposed to say to you
That I'm gonna leave tonight ?
How am I supposed to explain to you
That I never loved you right ?
I will be gone forever
All our connections I sever
Oh, can I possibly hurt you in a good way ?
Oh, can I possibly hurt you in a good way ?
How can I explain the truth to you
and expect you to believe ?
How can I refuse and look down on you ?
How am I supposed to leave ?
I will be gone forever
All our connections I sever
Oh, can I possibly hurt you in a good way ?
Oh, can I possibly hurt you in a good way ?
Game
Little boys and little girls
Playing parts in little worlds
Little girls and little boys
Properties are little toys
Inside the doll's huse the game begins
Girl is the princess and boy's the prince
Feeling secure from the ogre who's sitting in the playground
They've got a jingle in case they fight
That will decide who is wrong or right
Gotta be friends and behave if they both are ever going to be crowned
Boy's got a toy-gun in case of war
And that is just what he's waiting for
Girl rocks her doll's pram pretending the Barbie is a baby
Boy tries his best to be hard and cool
Girl to be soft as cotton wool
Prince is a gentleman and the princess is the finest lady
They know exactly how to play
They know exactly what to say
'Cause they have served their apprentice-ship
Prince wants the princess to watch him fight
She says that she doesn't think it's right
But he wants to show her that she is together with a winner
Outside the doll's house the ogre starts
Shaking the house till it falls apart
Princess and Prince gotta run unless they're gonna be his dinner
Running together with equal goals
Better be home playing with adults
Mum saying: "It's just a game", and they don't have to worry
Inside the kitchen the game begins
Mum is the princess and Dad's the prince
Kids getting bored by watching a copy of the same old story
They know exactly how to play
They know exactly what to say
'Cause they have served their apprentice-ship
Mobile bubble
I'm going forward in a mobile bubble
I am on my way to a blank page
That's where the future is as yet novel
It's coming towards me while I age
I'm going forward in a mobile bubble
And all the shapes I see they grow
And I am greedy and I want to gobble
All the details that come and go
I'm going forward in a mobile bubble
I am on my way to a blank page
That's where the future is as yet novel
It's coming towards me while I age
I'm going forward in a mobile bubble
And all the shapes I see they grow
And I am greedy and I want to gobble
All the details that come and go
In a while the shapes will lose their substance
And I will have to turn around to achieve distance
I'm going backward in a mobile
bubble
On my way from the album of memories
While all the mountains seem to turn to rubble
Yesterday's news create the story
I'm going backward in a mobile bubble
I need binoculars to see the history
And all the details they seem to huddle
In to a lump I can't decide or even see
In a while the spirit will retire
And I will have to turn around to achieve desire
I'm going backward in a mobile
bubble
On my way from the album of memories
While all the mountains seem to turn to rubble
Yesterday's news create the story
I'm going backward in a mobile bubble
I need binoculars to see the history
And all the details they seem to huddle
In to a lump I can't decide or even see
In a while the shapes will lose their substance
And I will have to turn around to achieve distance
In a while the spirit will retire
And I will have to turn around to achieve desire
I'm going backward in a mobile bubble
On my way from the album of memories
While all the mountains seem to turn to rubble
Yesterday's news create the story
Yesterday's news create the story
Pantile
I am a Pantile
My home's a ridge in your town
I am not fragile until I fall down
I am on firm ground
Though I am nearest to the sky
At night I watch all the stars while I sigh
Oh
I'm by Jove
So high above
The life you live
But I believe
That I am a part
I am on steep ground
My life will end if you shake
And I can feel all the movements you make
In your jig-saw-puzzle
I'm the invisible piece
But when it rains you'll need me to have bliss
Oh
I'm by Jove
So high above
The life you live
But I believe
That I am a part
Consolatory dance
You know that it doesn't matter
You know that I don't care
When we're dancing all together
I don't mind that you're not here
It doesn't matter to me at all
It doesn't matter to me at all
I thought that if you left me
I'd be overdone with grief
But now that you are gone, baby
It is just a great relief
It doesn't matter to me at all
It doesn't matter to me at all
Everybody, everybody, everybody, dance dance dance
Everybody dance all night long
Cewbeagappic
When my anger starts to cry
Hello psychologist, i've come here to talk
There is a thing i need to figure out
And please don't question me cause then i might walk
And will not make out what it's all about
It's my mentality or maybe my heart
And i don't know if i am weak or strong
When someone does me an injustice it starts
Then i turn feeble and my drive is gone
'Cause I start feeling sorry for the nuisances
And I start feeling sorry for myself
And i start feeling sorry for this stupid situation that appears
When my anger starts to cry
What is the reason that I crumble and sigh?
That I don't dare to be the angry one?
The thought of hurting someone just makes me cry
So I avoid opposing anyone
'Cause I start feeling sorry for
the nuisances
And I start feeling sorry for myself
And i start feeling sorry for this stupid situation that appears
When my anger starts to cry
'Cause I start feeling sorry for
the nuisances
And I start feeling sorry for myself
And i start feeling sorry for this stupid situation that appears
When my anger starts to cry
I feel like a bull in a big arena
With matadors profiting from my death
I know what's to come is distress and pain
As I feel their agitated breath
I'm being scam over and over again
I'm just trying to hide my fright
I know that my passivity will cause me pain
But still I don't dare to fight
'Cause I start feeling sorry for
the nuisances
And I start feeling sorry for myself
And i start feeling sorry for this stupid situation that appears
When my anger starts to cry, cry
*** Thanx a lot to
Eser &
Simon for this one ***
Hindsight
I couldn't see this coming
Until i saw you running - away
I never would expect to fall
And then I realized
I shouldn't be surprised at all
At all
Too late to understand
Too late to be upright
Too late to comprehend
'Cause this is all hindsight
It doesn't make any difference, oh
I should have had presentiment
Anticipate this accident
How could I been so very blind?
I probably denied
What was going on inside your mind
Your mind
Too late to understand
Too late to be upright
Too late to comprehend
'Cause this is all hindsight
It doesn't make any difference
I would not believe
That what i did achieve
Was just to make you leave
But I never did
Care about your need
But now I do indeed
Too late to understand
Too late to be upright
Too late to comprehend
'Cause this is all hindsight
It doesn't make any difference, oh
Too late to understand
Too late to be upright
Too late to comprehend
'Cause this is all hindsight
It doesn't make any difference, oh
*** Thanx a lot to
Eser for this one ***
Big
balloon
I'm an expansive, blown up balloon
But my swollen bag contains only gloom
With my last exhalation i sing a dismal tune
I am a big balloon
I am a big balloon
I am a big balloon
I'm a flutterring helium balloon
I will rise up in the air this afternoon
Tonight I'll cause an eclipse of the moon
I am a big balloon
I am a big balloon
You blew me up
You had me punctured
You mended me
Refilled me
Administered
Artificial respiration to me
Now i've forgotten how to breath by myself
I've still got my valve in your mouth, oh
I am a big balloon.
I am a big balloon
I'm a flexible, pliable balloon
With a constantly extended volume
I think I'll explode very very soon
I am a big balloon
I am a big balloon
I'm a hollow, straved balloon
Within me there's a reverberant, empty room
So you have already left me, I assume
I am a big balloon.
I am a big balloon
You blew me up
You had me punctured
You mended me
Refilled me
Administered
Artificial respiration to me
Now i've forgotten how to breath by myself
I've still got my valve in your mouth
I am a big balloon.
I am a big balloon
*** Thanx a lot to
Eser for this one ***
One and only
I don't think it would be right
To call you the one and only
I had many lovers before
I might even have loved them more
I don't think it would be right
To call you the one and only
I cannot tell yet
Coz we have never met
I don't think it would be right
To call you the one and only
I don't think it would be right
To call you the one and only
All I know is that you might be
The reason why I'm lonely
I don't think it would be right
To call you the one and only
I don't think it would be right
To call you the one and only
I cannot tell yet
Coz we have never met
I don't think it would be right
To call you the one and only
All I know is that you might be
The reason why I'm lonely
Polish Part :
Nie jestem pewien
że to tylko ty jesteś moją jedyną
Miałem przecież dużo innych przed Tobą
I czasami wydaje mi się, że kocham je więcej niż ciebie
Nie jestem pewien
że to tylko ty jesteś moją jedyną
Ja jeszcze nie znam prawdy
Przecież cię nie znam
Jeszcze cię nie widziałem
Nie jestem pewien
że to tylko ty jesteś moją jedyną
Wszystko, co teraz chciałbym ci powiedzieć
To jest to
że najprawdopodobniej przez ciebie jestem
Samotny
*** Thanx a lot to
Aitairangikaahu & Ola &
feanese for this one ***
Shadow
I can see your shadow every night
From the lights of your window
Reflecting on the pavement outside my door
I know when you're crying
I know when you smile
I know when you're sleeping after a while
I know what your movements are
I see when you dance
And I'm a big jealous when you have a romance
Shadow, shadow
Shadow, shadow, shadow
For me you're a shadow
Or maybe a dream
I know that reality is not what it seems
I sit in my window
With a glass of wine
I know that forever you won't be mine
Shadow, shadow
Shadow, shadow, shadow
I can see your shadow every night
From the lights of your window
Reflecting on the pavement outside my door
My door
*** Thanx a lot to
Aitairangikaahu for this one ***
On The
Ground
Sorry my Love I can't help you
You're stuck on that mountain I can't
Sorry my dear I can't hear you
Your shouting is simply in vain
You climbed up there yourself
And didn't need us then
Now you lie on your shelf
Crying crying for a friend
But here on the ground we're happy
Doing our everyday things
Playing the games
You hated my Love
The games you rised above
Sorry my Love I can't save you
Air ribbons caused you to run
Sorry my Dear I won't fetch you
That inside is nothing like fun
You said we had nothing to teach you
Claimed it was time to move on
But your head got stucked in deep blue
You wanted it wanted all undone
But here on the ground, we're happy
Doing our everyday things
Playing the games
You hated my Love
The games you rised above
Here on the ground we're happy
doing our everyday things
Playing the games
You hated my Love
The games you rised above
But here on the ground we're happy
doing our everyday things
Playing the games
You hated my Love
The games you rised above
Here on the ground we're happy
doing our everyday things
Playing the games
You hated my Love
The games you rised above
*** Thanx a lot to
Walter for this one ***
April
Fool
This is only a paper moon
This is only a toy story
This is all just a cheap cartoon
Yet somehow, somehow I worry
This is only a wind-up car
Only made for costume ball
This is only a candy bar
I guess I'm not drunk after all
It's only an april fool
The truth is disguised
I wish I could stay as cool
When reality bites
This is only a one night stand
So tonight I'm your wonderland toy
Should be easy to understand
You're only, only a fantasy boy
This is only a paper moon
This is only a toy story
All the magic is over soon
And I am, I am so sorry
It's only an april fool
The truth is disguised
I wish I could stay as cool
When reality bites
It's only an april fool
The truth is disguised
I wish I could stay as cool
When reality bites
*** Thanx a lot to Uli for this
one ***
Bella
When bella came home she wasn't recognized
She must have changed a lot she realized
She feels new
She feels strong
She feels young
She can do
What she wants
'Cause her past
Has disappeared
Her life is an open book
With no demands
Bella is grateful for the
Golden chance
To rub off her mistakes
And regrets
From tonight
She'll break loose
From restraints
By starting over
Bella
Bella's at the point of zero
Starting from the outset tonight
Bella struttin' like a hero
Celebrating that she's leaving tonight
Tonight
Tonight
It's like a fairy tale
A time machine
Bella forgets who she has ever been
She's reborn
She's rebuilt and refilled
She is torn
From her past
And tonight
Is her renaissance
Bella
Bella's at the point of zero
Starting from the outset tonight
Bella struttin' like a hero
Celebrating that she's leaving
Bella
Bella's at the point of zero
Starting from the outset tonight
Bella struttin' like a hero
Celebrating that she's leaving tonight
From tonight she can be anyone
But will never take the part of bella
She has no history anymore
She has no present
There is no future behind the door
There is no substance
Bella
Bella's at the point of zero
Starting from the outset tonight
Bella struttin' like a hero
Celebrating that she's leaving tonight
Wounded Pride
I'll kill your peace of mind
And your dignity
Your good name will decline
Incredibility
What I need is revenge
For the wounds you made
This is our delay defense
I punish your betrayel
Who is the victim
Who is a friend
Who is taken prisoner
Who built the fence
I kling to my self-esteem
And will not forgive
Now I know it's spiteful and grim
I pursue to the sea, so
Who is the victim
Who is a friend
Who is taken prisoner
Who built the fence
We've sacrificed everything
What we share is gone
We walk around suffering
All alone
Once it was you and me
We were so much in love
But because of our jealousy
We killed that dove
Now all that's left is our pride
Determined not to forgive
We stubbornly stick to our side
While we forget to live, so
We are the victims
All that's lost
All this malice started
We lost our trust
Agony in me
Misery
*** Thanx a lot to Uli for this
one ***
September
Tonight
There must be people who are gettin' what they want
I let my oars fall into the water
Good for them
Good for them
Gettin' what they want
Gettin' what they want
The night is so still that I
Forget to breathe
The dark air is gettin' colder
Birds are leavin'
Tonight
There are people gettin' just what they need
Tonight
There are people gettin' just what they need
The air
Is so still that it seems to stop my heart
I remember you in a black and white photograph
Taken this time of some year
You were leaving against a half-shed tree
Standing in the leaves the tree had lost
The night is so still that I
Forget to breathe
When I finally exhale it
Takes forever to be over
Tonight
There are people gettin' just what they need
Tonight
There are people gettin' just what they need
Tonight there are people who are so happy
That they have forgotten
To worry about tomorrow
Somewhere people
Have entirely forgotten about tomorrow
My hand trails in the water
I should not have
Dropped those oars
Such a soft wind
Such a soft wind
Tonight
There are people gettin' just what they need
Tonight
There are people gettin' just what they need
Tonight
There are people gettin' just what they need
Tonight
There are people gettin' just what they need
Tonight
Closer
*** Thanx a lot to
Rohan for these lyrics ***
Skin-deep
I like the shallow water
I like the open dell
And I prefer the secret
That I'm allowed to tell
I like the happy ending
I like the flying start
And I prefer the carefree
To be light at heart
I don't believe
There's seething under the surface
I don't believe
There're answers behind the obvious
And honestly I speak
With my toungue in my cheek
Beauty is only skin-deep
I like the sugarcoated
I don't think that Nick is old
And I believe that all
That glitter must be gold
I swim tabove the water
Naivety is my friend
The water of forgetfulness
Allows me to pretend
Pillory-like
She roams restlessly about
She wears her sweater inside-out
She's bewildered and led astray
She brought the wrong books for school today
Her black umbrella is opened up
She hasn't noticed the rain has stopped
She talks with people who aren't there
She looks through glasses she doesn't wear
Like melted chocolate ice
Like withered edelweiss
She's winged and yet she flies
Like a naked clown lacking her disguise
She is grateful for the clouceur
But the prize is not for her
She's laid open to attack
When the door locks behind her back
As she waves her magic wand
there's a whisper of despond
She is painfully unaware
That the rabbit isn't there
Goldilocks
Goldilocks sitting in the babe bear's chair
Doubt doesn't ever occur
Goldilocks' eating all the baby bear's porridge
Thinking it's made for her
Goldilocks' sleeping in the baby bear's bed
Simply because she's tired
Goldilocks unaware of dangersahead
Her only guide's desire
A pure belief
All free from detrimental swirl
Colpletely natural naive
She is the centre of the world
Goldilocks' running through the woods tonight
As she runs her locks are getting darker
Goldilocks' running with a riper sight
Goldilocks won't ever go visiting no bears again
Airing
Drapes drawn aside
And doors open wide
So the draught in the room
Clears away your perfume
Your glass is washed
And your music is hushed
I remove every trace
Of your cold embrace
Shed your winter coat
And sow the seeds of vernal sun
Melt water will flow
And irrigate spouts of zest to come
Sandals on feet
Hapscotch boards on the street
And the first ice cream cone
Means at last you're gone
When you're giving in
That's the sure sign of spring
'Seasons cycle' I smile
You'll be back in a while
Never mind
You know better than I
What is strenghtened, what dissolves
You know better than I
What your point of view involves
You know better than I
What can make you satisfied
You know better than I
What you really feel inside
You know better than I
What your mirror image craves
You know better than I
What your self-opinion waives
I know better than you
What refusal has brought on
I know better than you
Sacrifice I've undergone
So this is all you can provide
Just a little bit of thought, little bit of time
Never mind
For me to bear this just won't do
Just a little bit of care, little bit of love
Little bit of you
Never mind
You know better than I
Your order of priority
You know better than I
What you would forgo for me
I know better than you
My intention of my deed
I know better than you
What's undue and what I need
Closer
Closer
Come a little closer
Lend an ear to my secretive, whispering, quiet word
Closer
Still a little closer
What i tell you must in no case go unheard
Delicate, delicate
Clandestine, devoted, forbidden sense
Intimate, intimate
Mysterious, mutual confidence
Closer
Just a little closer
Don't worry, there's no danger, no offence
Closer
Still a little closer
And you'll see my message is simply self-evidence
Irony
What is good when the sun is shining
Is that it won't remain
Every cloud has a silver lining
But I prefer the rain
Leaving loopholes is a state of mind
To never give one's all
Everywinter has a spring behind
But I prefer the fall
When God closes a door he opens a window
When joy embraces your heart it cultivates sorrow
This is the beauty of irony
What makes the foxglove wonderful
Is the virulent sap
Every lamb is dyed-in-the-wool
But I prefer the crap
What is boring in Easy Street Town
The lack of obstacles in the way
Every stair leads you up or down
But I prefer to stay
Stools and rules
What is a present without the wrapping paper
What is a hiding place that's been exposed
What is a clown that doesn't cut a caper
What is a song that's never been composed
What is a book without enclosing cover
What is a letter written with no ink
What is adultery with no secret lover
What is a glass for one who cannot drink
What happens between the two stools
That doesn't fit in the pigeonhole
Is it there the exceptions that prove the rules
Define the things beyond control
What is a mirror that breaks into a thousand pieces
And seven years of bad luck if you've never had such
What is Virgin Mary if she didn't give birth to Jesus
What is a stripper that refuses to undress
What is a pipe dream without a future chapter
What is nostalgia without memories of the past
What is "cops and robbers" if no one is the captor
What is permanence that doesn't last
Tomorrow
This is goodbye
No wonder why
Life will go on tomorrow
Books will be sealed
Hearts will be healed
We will forget our sorrow
This is how we survive
How we know we're alive
Cope with pain of no return
This is the end
Nothing to mend
Life will go on tomorrow
Belvedere
Apron Strings
Can't say that I know you
I'm not acquainted with you yet
Can't say that I miss you
‘Cause we've never really met
But for mysterious reasons
I long for you
I yearn for you
I burn for you
Don't know you by appearance
‘Cause you've never crossed my sight
Your features undiscovered
They never have been brought to light
But for mysterious reasons
I picture you
Envision you
I dream of you
I'm tied to your apron strings
With bonds unconditionally formed
An implicit tie that clings
To a pipe dream yet unborn
To a pipe dream yet unborn
Can't say that I need you
‘Cause you've not been put to use
Can't say that I love you
These feeling are fare too diffuse
But for mysterious reasons
I'm attached to you
Interlocked with you
I belong to you
A touch of
paradise
Just a smile on a face
On a cloudy day
Just a wind passing by
With something nice to say
Just a stroke on a cheek
Drying someone's eyes
Could give an idea
A touch of paradise
Just a pat on the back
On downhearted shoulders
The warmth in a look
When it's getting colder
Just the presence of life
For the sparkle that dies
Could give an idea
A touch of paradise
This isn't true
This isn't true
It couldn't possibly be that easy
But what if it is
Just an amiable word
To a losing heart
And a soothing embrace
When it falls apart
Just a chance for a dream
To be realized
Could give an idea
A touch of paradise
Tower of
lament
I make my eyes water
And my sight blurs
There's no one to blame
And that's what makes it worse
You offer a solution
And I will complain
My mourning has turned
Into worship of my pain
I pile on the agony
Stack every inch of sadness
I build my tower of lament
I rub the salt properly
Deep into the wound
And I will love heart
Very, very soon
The hurt cuts deeper
And I start to fall
You ask me how to come
But there's no reason at all
Self-fulfilling
Talk of guardian spirits
And you'll have a premonition
Proclaim the good creed
And you'll raise superstition
Talk of food
And you'll crave appetizing flavours
Spread out illusions and you will find flavour
Talk of angels and you'll hear the flutter of wings
Talk of the devil and he appears
Talk of sunshine and a summer day begins
Play the music and you'll be all ears
Talk of heaven
And you'll find reasons to enjoy
Talk of havoc
And you'll be encouraged to destroy
Talk of over-consumption
And you'll go on a splurge
Give cause for alarm
And danger will emerge
Mutual inspiration
And appreciation
Leads to invitation
To collaboration
Could this be a consequence of pure coincidence
Self-fulfilling prophecy or divine providence
Tranquil
flight
Tell me a tale
And lull me to sleep
I'll walk into the vale
Of wonderland so deep
Let me escape
To gain upon my hope
And let me through the gate
Into the world of thought
Sleep inducing phrases in your lullaby
Tell me I am airborne, to fairyland I fly
Sit at my bedside just one more time
Stroke me down, give me peace of mind
Rock me till I'm leaving reality behind
Sleepy ideas
Is giving me a drive
My soothing fantasies
The reason I survive
Draw the Venetian blinds
And hide what hurts to see
We're running out of time
Defined by you and me
Intermission music
( Featuring Jamie Cullum )
This is a pause
We're just at half-time
Sequel's the interval's end
We go to break
An intermission
We'll be together again
We take a rest
Just for a moment
Our mutual story goes on
Stay tuned throughout
This interval signal
Promising much more to come
Now I go
But I'm coming back to you
One day I will return
I promise to come if you love me
And I know that you do
I know that you do
Where we leave off
We'll put a bookmark
So that we know where to start
Don't be upset
I won't run away
I've given you all of my heart
Viscous
ocean
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
But no one can hear
I'm searching all the possible places
But no one is there
I jump and wave to call for attention
But no one can see
I'm trapped inside a double-glazed bubble
And can't be set free
A silent film
In slow-motion
Bogged down
In a viscous ocean
A frozen cry
Of pent-up devotion
I run and run with all my strength
Until I drop
Doggedly I'm pulling out
All the stops
But no matter how hard I try
To reach my goal
When I look back I realize
I haven't moved at all
Boiling
Milk
In a state of precaution
Minding the straw on the camel's back
Vigilant for the slightest motion
Ready for an unforeseen attack
Playing extra time with sudden death
Red alert at all times
On the watch with bated breath
A stitch in time saves nine
Soft, yet striking
Off-the-cuff, yet in arrears
Silent, yet seething
Fragile, yet fierce
It's like boiling milk
Suddenly it will erupt
No warning whatsoever
This build-up will at last let up
And relieve this strained endeavour
Realizing once again
With a hint of embarrassed guilt
Admitting this effort was all in vain
While cleaning the stove of milk
Two-faced
She's struck by the juggler
Who juggles the balls
Engrossed in all the ascents
And the falls
He jumps and cavorts
Throwing balls in the air
Dividing his focus
His mind, everywhere
She does love the juggler
She is a true fan
Although it's a pity
The juggler's her man
His talent is two-faced
As he breaks his bounds
He runs with the hare
And he hunts with the hounds
She's ready to bow
To the inevitable
Her love held in place
By his bewitching embrace
He plays on the two strings
He has to his bow
The charlatan plays on her
And plays it low
But what can she do
When she's so much in love
Her reason is valued
But passion above
At Welding Bridge
*** Thanx a lot to Maurice
for these lyrics ***
Diamond In The Rough
She may look as if butter won't melt in her mouth
But the first glance may sometimes be a blur
I promise you, one day she will head South
And you'll wonder why you didn't stop her
You know appearances are deceptive
You wouldn't judge a book by its cover
So have a closer look, in perspective
Give her another chance to uncover
Her opening night
Won't be love at first sight
She will aim and miss
In the preliminaries
The premiere fails
And the reviewers bewail
There'll be no encore
'Cause you're not begging for more
She may seem self-righteous and holier-than-thou
She may sound like she has all the answers
But beyond she may feel just a bit anyhow
She may be an insecure ropedancer
All you'll end up with are trifling ephemeras
If you keep giving up at the frist go
So don't you concede so easily and bypass
The obstacles covering the grace below
Her opening night
Won't be love at first sight
She will aim and miss
In the preliminaries
The premiere fails
And the reviewers bewail
There'll be no encore
'Cause you're not begging for more
But the first impression doesn't say enough
She's a diamond, a diamond in the rough
All you'll end up with are trifling ephemeras
If you keep giving up at the frist go
So don't you concede so easily and bypass
The obstacles covering the grace below
Her opening night
Won't be love at first sight
She will aim and miss
In the preliminaries
The premiere fails
And the reviewers bewail
There'll be no encore
'Cause you're not begging for more
Her opening night
Won't be love at first sight
She will aim and miss
In the preliminaries
The premiere fails
And the reviewers bewail
There'll be no encore
'Cause you're not begging for more
There will be no encore
'Cause you're not begging for more
She's a diamond in the rough
Come Home
I cover my ears as I'm dropping the
pin
In desolate silence any needle will din
Come home
Come home
Suddenly stillness is menacing now
And all this emptiness pressing somehow
Come home
Come home
The hours move
At a creep
What can I do
All ardour is put to sleep
I twiddle my thumbs
In fidgety rest
The air has become
Stagnant in my chest
My pitiful pasttime has no axe to grind
The void left behind you is pervading my mind
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
The Storm
There's a storm in my glass of water
Should have had it reinforced
The winds blow from all quarters
Stirs up every watercourse
I'm afraid the glass will shatter
And the pieces will cut me like knives
Still I believe that this matters
I drink water for dear life
If I empty this glass I surrender
But the water flows more and more
The persistently pouring bartender
Tells me I'm uncalled-for
With both my hands I protect
This tempestuous fragility
But my glass is already wrecked
It's the storm's sweeping victory
So much ado about nothing -- I know
So much ado about nothing
But I can't skip it, I cannot let go
'Cause this nothing is tied to my heartstring
This is all just a petty affiar
You might call it a standing joke
But the storm in my glass could appear
To have felled the greatest oak
What is vital or of no moment
Is only for me to decide
So here I am mending the fragments
Of a trifle once dignified
So much ado about nothing -- I know
So much ado about nothing
But I can't skip it, I cannot let go
'Cause this nothing is tied to my heartstring
To my heartstring
To my heartstring
To my heartstring
So much ado about nothing -- I know
So much ado about nothing
But I can't skip it, I cannot let go
'Cause this nothing is tied to my heartstring
There's a storm in my glass of water
There's a storm in my glass of water (There is a storm)
There's a storm in my glass of water (There is a storm)
There's a storm in my glass of water (There is a storm)
There is a storm...
Apple
I'm windfall left behind on the lawn
Hoping to be picked up by someone
not too fastidious, not too hard to please
I might be a bit decayed, but hey, that's how it is
Your desire for fruit will not be foiled
You can pick out the parts that are spoiled
I promise I'll make a good apple pie
Runaway
Mind
I'm hanging upside down in an apple
tree
Watching all the apples hover over me
I'm hanging upside down in an apple tree
I've turned the inside out in the pouring rain
Soaking wet umbrellas open all in vain
I've turned the inside out in the pouring rain
Lucid and sharp, head in the clouds
Crocodile tears, happy and proud
Defenseless as a lamb, alert as a lion
Up and down mood, runaway mind
I know the opposite of yin and yang
But can't tell the difference between right and wrong
I know the opposite of yin and yang
I'm reading backwards, letters you left behind
Finding hidden messages between the lines
I'm reading backwards, letters you left behind
Lucid and sharp, head in the clouds
Crocodile tears, happy and proud
Defenseless as a lamb, alert as a lion
Up and down mood, runaway mind
Up and down mood, runaway mind
Run-run-runaway mind
Runaway
Bird's
Eye View
You showed me the writing on the
wall
I just wanted to erase it all
Wipe out all the traces from the stage ahead
Curtain down
Now I don't want to witness the next scene
or conduct myself to what has been
I just want to raise my head towards the sky
and move on
I fly away
I fly away
I fly away
I fly, I fly
I fly away
From the sky I have a bird's eye view
of a world proceeding without you
I realize I need to find a new square one
to touch down
I fly away
I fly away
I fly away
I fly, I fly
I fly away
I fly away
I fly away
I fly away
I fly, I fly
I fly
I fly away
I fly away
I fly away
I fly, I fly
I fly away
Fly away
I fly away
I fly
Turn Back
Time
As I touched the rose all the petals
fell off
And the stem stood there naked wittingly exposed
The perfect composition wasn't there anymore
The sublime masterpiece scattered out on the floor
The pitiable sight of the fragmented bloom
As a smell of decay suddenly filled the room
Irreversible and oh so irremediable deed
Despite self-reproach I'm a broken reed
Why couldn't I have just enjoyed the beauty
Why couldn't I have just left it alone
How could I destroy something so wonderfully made
Now the season of blossom is gone
How I wish I could turn back time
How I wish you'd still be mine
However I trumpet the blame that I take
The sorry word doesn't work on this mistake
So I'll sweep up all the petals lying on the floor
And I'll empty the dustpan as I lock the door
Why couldn't I have just enjoyed the beauty
Why couldn't I have just left it alone
How could I destroy something so wonderfully made
Now the season of blossom is gone
How I wish I could turn back time
How I wish you'd still be mine
Press of
Canvas
I watch your attempts of leaving
As you meander outside my coast
But I've got what you need for heaving
The anchor and burn our boats
Ironically I've got the sail
You need to get off my shore
This canvas of self-betrayal
Will take you away forevermore
I hope against hope, all the way
I avoid the misericord
I pray that you, at the end of the day
Will invite me onboard
On the one hand I want you to come to me
To be near you one last day
On the other it's painful the closer you'll be
To hoist sails and go far away
The tighter the rope, the looser the knot
Inescapable, but what though
The bait that dispels you is all that I've got
I'm the reason that you go
I hope against hope, all the way
I avoid the misericord
I pray that you, at the end of the day
Will invite me onboard
I hope against hope, all the way
I avoid the misericord
I pray that you, at the end of the day
Will invite me onboard
I hope against hope, all the way
I avoid the misericord
I pray that you, at the end of the day
Will invite me
Invite me
You will invite me on board
Leeway
I'm not afraid of distance
I'm not afraid of space
The road of least resistance
Isn't always the wisest way
I'm not afraid of leeway
All wings need room to fly
If credence has no free play
Then on who can you rely?
Doesn't matter if you wave goodbye
Doesn't matter if you don't reply
Doesn't matter if you come
Doesn't matter if you go
If you'll walk by my side
Doesn't matter if you're on your way
To enticing places far away
All I ask for is to join you on the ride
But distance and indifference
Are not to be confused
I ask for your heart's presence
So that my love ventures to let loose
Doesn't matter if you wave goodbye
Doesn't matter if you don't reply
Doesn't matter if you come
Doesn't matter if you go
If you'll walk by my side
Doesn't matter if you're on your way
To enticing places far away
All I ask for is to join you on the ride
I'll give you scope
I'll give you latitude
If there's a hope
That you will include
Me in your future plans
And in your restless heart
Then hold my trembling hands
Before we come apart
Doesn't matter if you wave goodbye
Doesn't matter if you don't reply
Doesn't matter if you come
Doesn't matter if you go
If you'll walk by my side
Doesn't matter if you're on your way
To enticing places far away
All I ask for is to join you on the ride
Doesn't matter if you wave goodbye
Doesn't matter if you don't reply
Doesn't matter if you come
Doesn't matter if you go
If you'll walk by my side
Doesn't matter if you're on your way
To enticing places far away
All I ask for is to join you on the ride
I'm not afraid of leeway
I'm not afraid of distance
I'm not afraid of space
I'm not afraid of leeway
I'm not afraid of the distance
Oh baby, I'm not afraid of space, no
I'm not afraid of leeway
Not afraid of leeway
Ambush
I fall into an unarmed ambush
Every time you cross my mind
I'm simply caught unaware when push
Comes to shove, like I'm double-blind
My integrity slips through my fingers
And suddenly I don't know the ropes
I lose my grip when I'm put through the wringer
Like a slippery bar of soap
You make me nervous
You make me shy
I'm acting stupid
I don't know why
I lose control
I lose my mind
And all the words I try to find
I feel like a lady-in-waiting
A courtier to the great queen of fools
All my efforts at figure skating
Turns to wobbling on frozen pools
You make me nervous
You make me shy
I'm acting stupid
I don't know why
I lose control
I lose my mind
And all the words I try to find
Owing to my trembling instability
My appearance to you is a sham
All I want is, all sincerity
Just to show you who I am
You make me nervous
You make me shy
I'm acting stupid
I don't know why
You make me nervous
You make me shy
I'm acting stupid
I don't know why
I lose control
I lose my mind
And all the words I try to find
Walk On
Air
What was it about your look that
made me melt
What was it about your touch that made me shiver
What was it about you that always felt
Like I had no arrow left in the quiver
What was it about your vision that led the way
What was it about your promise that felt true
What was it about you that made me say
That I couldn't live a day without you
I'm a hopeless addict still hooked on
Your intoxicant, it won't disappear
I just lose my footing when I try to run
'Cause I still, still walk on air
How come the burden you threw onto me
Never knocked me down but made me soar
How come I'm aware of the injury
Yet I find myself asking for more
I'm a hopeless addict still hooked on
Your intoxicant, it won't disappear
I just lose my footing when I try to run
'Cause I still, still walk on air
I walk
I walk on air
Walk on air
I ask for more and more and more
And more
Cricklewood Broadway
*** Thanx a lot to Maurice
for these lyrics ***
Saved
I came to your rescue
Took you out of this place
Where there's neither patience nor pity
Nothing will last
And nobody stays
In this fleeting and shallow city
Here people expect
Their lovers, their friends
Their children and even their god
To arrive
At little cost and time
Just to have what's trendy and mod
And God forbid
If you're out of step
What would happen then
You gotta join the dance
Get your ass on the floor
Success is your only friend
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy
paste is a sin
But I saved you
I saved you from this place
I freed you
From this foolish race
To another dance
For another chance
You simply couldn't stay
So you had no say
But I saved you
In my own way
Here people will gladly
Exchange your faith for sex
And all sex for power
And the greatest concern
At the end of the day
Is to end up as a wallflower
And God forbid
If you're out of step
What would happen then
You gotta join the dance
Get your ass on the floor
Success is your only friend
But I saved you
I saved you from this place
I freed you
From this foolish race
To another dance
For another chance
You simply couldn't stay
So you had no say
But I saved you
In my own way
I don't know if you ever thank me
If you even call it a rescue
But if I asked you ahead you wouldn't agree
So I made the decision for you
Someone would call it abduction
An encroachment upon your free flow
But my love gave me the instructions
I just couldn't let you go
But I saved you
I saved you from this place
I freed you
From this foolish race
I saved you
I saved you from this place
I freed you
From this foolish race
I saved you
I saved you from this place
I freed you
From this foolish race
To another dance
For another chance
You simply couldn't stay
So you had no say
But I saved you
In my own way
So Far So Good
Everyone grows older
Everything must change
Everybody knows we're gonna die
Everything goes over
The great dividing way
Everything's forgotten in a while
We might as well enjoy while we're alive
Fire the salutes
Put cherry on the cake
Bubbles in our glasses
Cheers for heaven's sake
So far so good let's celebrate this stage
Nobody knows what's to come
So far so good before we turn this page
Let's drink a toast to everyone
Who's taken part in this journey so far and so good
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy
paste is a sin
Everyday is always
Life is past recall
Time is what goes faster as we age
So what's the point of living
If we don't live at all
If presence disappears into the void
Give life enough excuses to be enjoyed
Fire the salutes
Put cherry on the cake
Bubbles in our glasses
Cheers for heaven's sake
So far so good let's celebrate this stage
Nobody knows what's to come
So far so good before we turn this page
Let's drink a toast to everyone
Who's taken part in this journey so far and so good
So let's applaud today
Before it's yesterday
We make a sermon on something we have chosen to be
Sufficient reason to
Mark the occasion
Right now the alibi
We need to celebrate and enjoy
So far so good let's celebrate the stage
Nobody knows what's to come
So far so good before we turn this page
Let's drink a toast to everyone
So far so good let's celebrate the stage
Nobody knows what's to come
So far so good before we turn this page
Let's drink a toast to everyone
Who's taken part in this journey so far and so good
Circlet
Nothing surprises, nothing changes
Everything makes a narrow loop
Nothing ever rearranges
Everyone sticks to the same group
Always the same mouths talking
Same stories over again
Always the same feet walking
Everything is the same
It's all about sedentary time
And the brazen amount of it
Absence of any deadline
That would have pushed just a little bit
Things are only retold
Remembered repeated recalled
Endless reiterations
Of every cock and bull sensation
Always the same familiar faces
Nothing to expect, nothing to fear
Everyone sits in their usual places
Everyone drinks their usual beer
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy
paste is a sin
It's all about safe ground
A haunt for the like-minded
Clean for any challenges around
Blind leading like-blinded
Things are only retold
Remembered repeated recalled
Endless reiterations
Of every cock and bull sensation
Things are only retold
Remembered repeated recalled
Endless reiterations
Of every cock and bull sensation
Things are only retold
Remembered repeated recalled
Endless reiterations
Of every cock and bull sensation
Faith
Faith is such a hard bone to achieve
And that easy to lose
I'm no longer sure what to believe
Or what to decide or choose
The more lucky and blessed I feel on Earth
The more respect for the sacred
The more I loathe in mundane pleasures
The more my prayers sound faked
This is my body and soul
And they both need fuel to shine
But I'm blinded by the glare
And dazzled by the light
So it's hard to find my own line
Faith
Can detain
Faith
Can slake your thirst
But you gotta believe in what you're drinking first
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy
paste is a sin
What if the flesh is willing while the spirit's weak
What would I then prefer
If the triumph of mind over matters all
To speak and the ending fades to a blur
What do I really have if I lose my soul
Will my appetite be oppressed
If there no longer is a final goal
Will I respect the process
This is my body and soul
And they both need fuel to shine
But I'm blinded by the glare
And dazzled by the light
So it's hard to find my own line
Faith
Can be tamed
Faith
Can explain
Faith
Faith
Can slake your thirst
But you gotta believe in what you're drinking first
Song
For Irie
Whatever you say bursts like genius
into centuries of silence
Whatever you learn, there's a new branch in decades of science
Whatever you touch is the first stroke of its kind
Whatever you create is derived from your own mind
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy
paste is a sin
But what can I see about the green in your eye
What can I say about youth
The answers that I might find in my heart
Isn't necessarily your truth
Off you go
On your way
With your black and white keystone
It's a blessing and a curse
That you must walk this path alone
Whatever you believe is not formed by faith but certainty
Whatever you see is the actual view of reality
Whatever you think is the first time such a thought's been think
Whatever you drink, you're the first one to get drunk
But what can I see about the green in your eye
What can I say about youth
The answers that I might find in my heart
Isn't necessarily your truth
Off you go
On your way
With your black and white keystone
It's a blessing and a curse
That you must walk this path alone
To finally ask the question
"What is really right or wrong?"
So, I watch you from here
I won't come too near
you can go anywhere
Dear Irie, take care
Off you go
On your way
With your black and white keystone
It's a blessing and a curse
That you must walk this path alone
Off you go
On your way
With your black and white keystone
It's a blessing and a curse
That you must walk this path alone
Party-Pooper
You don't believe in my stories
You don't believe in my dreams
And when I explain how I see things
You think I misunderstood what it means
You don't recount/regard my advices
My point of view is pass�
You find my opinion invalid
You won't even consider my way
Still you hold me responsible
For the spoke in your wheels
But what I aim to do is provide you a bike
So put your own hands on the handlebars
And go ahead and ride, baby ride wherever you like
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy
paste is a sin
I won't stop you
I'll be watching from the sidelines
Won't prevent you
But if I see you go to hell
I'll go with you
You find my experience threatening
Like it nips all the fun in the bud
In your eyes, I'm the party-pooper
I'm the joykilling stick in the mud
And yes, I do have some experience
That's exactly what keeps me awake
'Cause I know that my lot in life is
To let you make your own mistakes
Still you hold me responsible
For the spoke in your wheels
But what I aim to do is provide you a bike
So put your own hands on the handlebars
And go ahead ride, baby ride, wherever you like
I won't stop you
I'll be watching from the sidelines
Won't prevent you
But if I see you go to hell
I'll go with you
I won't stop you
I'll be watching from the sidelines
Won't prevent you
But if I see you go to hell
I'll go with you
My Name
On The World
Look at me
Make way for me
Look at me
Remember me
Look at me
So naturally
I want to write my name on the world
So I carve it into a stone
I presume, I take the liberty
Establishing a territory
Just to have a preserve of my own
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy
paste is a sin
The Englishmen named all the streets
In Carroll after their wives
They presumed, they took the liberty
Establishing a territory
A matter of cause is the right to deprive
Look at me
Make way for me
Look at me
Remember me
Look at me
So naturally
I've written my name on the world
Look at me
Make way for me
Look at me
Remember me
Look at me
So naturally
I've written my name on the world
The Americans shoved their flag in the moon
Penetrating copyright
Presuming, taking liberty
Establishing a territory
I wonder if they left it there in the moonlight
Look at me
Make way for me
Look at me
Remember me
Look at me
So naturally
I've written my name on the world
Look at me
Make way for me
Look at me
Remember me
Look at me
So naturally
I've written my name on the world
Look at me
Make way for me
Look at me
Remember me
Look at me
So naturally
I've written my name on the world
Look at me
Make way for me
Look at me
Remember me
Look at me
So naturally
I've written my name on the world
Every
Moment
White stone and altar, no people
anywhere
A marble madonna watching on the side
Historic names engraved in the floor everywhere
Supernaturally cold on the outside
Outside she is frozen, rooted to the sweat
Inside she is running down the street
On the outside, quite indifferent, like a mechanized robot
But oh, she feels the thundering of her desperate heartbeat
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy
paste is a sin
Every moment happens twice
Inside and outside
Every moment happens twice
Every moment happens twice
Twice
And there are two different histories
And there are two histories
Outside she can feel his fingers at her breast
Her mind spins around on a carousel
On the outside, she is captured, unable to protest
Inside, a million muscles urging to repel
Suddenly, outside, the world begins to shake
Crumbling walls and cracking pillars fall apart
As the world collapse over her, she's cold and wide awake
Shedding tears of relief from the bottom of her heart
Every moment happens twice
Inside and outside
Every moment happens twice
Every moment happens twice
Twice
And there are two different histories
And there are two histories
Poppy
Burt-Jones
Poppy Burt-Jones
You know what I mean
Poppy Burt-Jones
Say no more, say no more
Poppy Burt-Jones
Oh yeah
Poppy Burt-Jones
All right
The more tempting the forbidden the more illegal to give in
I made myself a salad of the sweetest seductions I long for
I'm in the middle of a harvest festival where I gorge myself with sin
There are so many of them now, I'm not regretting any more
The more reasons there are there to sin, the smaller the sin is
I've tons of reasons to continue in the direction I've already started
I've no will at all to stop, and no wish to relinquish
I'm totally within my right to delighted and light-hearted
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy
paste is a sin
Poppy Burt-Jones
You know what I mean
Poppy Burt-Jones
Say no more, say no more
Poppy Burt-Jones
Oh yeah
Poppy Burt-Jones
All right
The more thorough thinking, the more likely this goes down the drain
So kiss me, kiss me, kiss me before this blessed moment has passed
I'm an innocent sufferer of elemental forces; I am not to blame
I can't avoid what's all-embracing, it cannot be bypassed
Poppy Burt-Jones
You know what I mean
Poppy Burt-Jones
Say no more, say no more
Poppy Burt-Jones
Oh yeah
Poppy Burt-Jones
All right
Poppy Burt-Jones
You know what I mean
Poppy Burt-Jones
Say no more, say no more
Poppy Burt-Jones
Oh yeah
Poppy Burt-Jones
All right
Half-Truth
I can't be worrying worrying all the
time about the truth
I have to worry 'bout the truth that can be lived with
The naked truth is undisguised and barefacedly ruthless
So I pick out the worries I can cope with
I can't be facing the reality with my eyes skinned
The truth is meant to be refined, not taken raw
So don't worry me with worries I have chosen to present
On my doorstep, every time I come and go
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy
paste is a sin
And that is the difference between
Losing your marbles, drinking the salty sea
Or swallowing the fresh water
From the streams
It's a thin line between turquoise and green
Every moment has a different shade
I color my poor trail with tones in between
Cherishing illusions I made
With one leg in the future and the other in the past
I face the now that I am able to inhale
The truth I chose to speak of is the one I want to last
A partial half-truth, that's allowing me to fail
And that is the difference between
Losing your marbles, drinking the salty sea
Or swallowing the fresh water
From the streams
It's a thin line between turquoise and green
Every moment has a different shade
I color my poor trail with tones in between
Cherishing illusions I made
On My Own
Marbles
I stand in the gully upright and solely
A concrete ground slopes down to my spot
There's only one way out of here and that's up
I'm in good spirits, now it's all up to me
I'm ready to move, and it's my responsibility
Positive, from this point
No high cliffs to fall off
Positive, from this point
A steady rise towards the sky
From this point I'll start to walk up
And then I'll fly
But what do I hear in the distance
What is that twirling sound
Seems like somebody is pouring marbles all around
Marbles from every corner, roll towards me
Marbles, more and more, roll against me
Marbles, everywhere, roll beneath me
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Now glossy, smooth pellets
Under my feet
Are challenging my pleased conceit
Bang!
Arms and feet too slow to use
Head hits the ground, smash!
Ouch!
Without defense my body slings into a crash
Splash!
Marbles bounce all over the place
Like bullets with no aim
Shush!
They spread out and they're gone
It's the end of this faltering game
I arise in the gully, slowly but surely
Bewildered and caught off my guard
The stiff and sore pain in my back is so hard
Yet more important, the relief, indeed
At last I am on firm ground, and I am ready to proceed
Positive, from this point
The marbles are all gone
Positive, from this point
I can still see the sky
From this point again I'll walk up
And then I'll fly
But as I look into the distance
I hear the same twirling sound
Sounds like there still are lots of marbles around
Marbles from every corner, roll towards me
Marbles, more and more, roll against me
Marbles, everywhere, roll beneath me
Bang!
Arms and feet too slow to use
Head hits the ground, smash!
Ouch!
Without defense my body slings into a crash
Splash!
Marbles bounce all over the place
Like bullets with no aim
Shush!
They spread out and they're gone
It's the end of this faltering game
They keep on rolling
And cause me to fall
Keep on rolling
They're just forced by gravity after all
Keep on rolling
So I lay down against the gully ground
Keep on rolling
And crawl amongst the marbles all swarming around
Keep on rolling
I have finally left credulity behind
I'm actually moving forward, at least in my mind
Bang!
Arms and feet too slow to use
Head hits the ground, smash!
Ouch!
Without defense my body slings into a crash
Splash!
Marbles bounce all over the place
Like bullets with no aim
Shush!
They spread out and they're gone
It's the end of this faltering game
On my own
I walk through every season
To the point with the perfect view
Boundlessness in all directions
Swiftly drifting clouds
From the distance
Perhaps it's going to rain
That is fine with me
From here I can see the place
Where your house used to be
I hear the sound of church bells crying
Every moment we are dying
Just a little bit more
Than the day before
On my own
I'm on my own
I'm on my own
The scent of heather moors
Holds the memory of our first kiss
I draw my breath and smile at the mellow
Sunset dressed in leaves of yellow
Showing the way back home
Though I choose to carry on
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I'm on my own
I'm on my own
I'm on my own
I rest on the velvety moss
In some hours the sun will rise
And I will walk into tomorrow
With further spirit, farther sorrow
And then I will pass through
The point with the perfect view
Castle
What am I supposed to do
When what I'm gonna give is empty
Everything was meant for you
I always thought I would have plenty
How can anything go on
I look out at the leafless branches
Remembering the dreams forgone
I realize I blew my chances
All that was supposed to come
As natural circulation
As the pendulum's intrinsic metronome
As an everlasting re-narration
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Was false security
A loss of energy
No liability
I've built a castle in the air
Happiness was somewhere else
But I'd gotten everything I wanted
I never really strained myself
But taken everything for granted
Unconcerned, naive and blessed
Inside the wave that I was riding
And suddenly there's nothing left
Of what I thought was everlasting
All that was supposed to come
As natural circulation
As the pendulum's intrinsic metronome
As an everlasting re-narration
Was false security
A loss of energy
No liability
I've built a castle in the air
In the air, in the air
Was false security
A loss of energy
No liability
No responsibility
No reliability
No verity
Just Gaudy Finery
Bury
I bury my head in the sand
As occurrences pass me by
But the fluttering ostrich feathers around
Don't expose the fact, they belie
It's a prejudice that I hide
From a truth too heavy in hand
I'm actually searching for answers
That might hide in the sand
So I bury my head in the sand
And I keep it there for a while
At the end of the day I might understand
Why there's plenty of sand in my teeth when I smile
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I search inside the swallowed pride
Eyes open wide
I'm facing reality
What is to be remains to see
I will not hide
I'm facing reality
Perhaps I'm in a stun
Escaping the nuisance call
Perhaps I'm a craven who cut and run
Avoiding the writing on the wall
But if the answer is far beyond
All we've been considering
Then I'll have to look places out of line
Unattaching the shortcoming strings
So I bury my head in the sand
And I keep it there for a while
At the end of the day I might understand
Why there's plenty of sand in my teeth when I smile
I search inside the swallowed pride
Eyes open wide
I'm facing reality
What is to be remains to see
I will not hide
I'm facing reality
I search inside the swallowed pride
Eyes open wide
I'm facing reality
What is to be remains to see
I will not hide
I'm facing reality
Almost
Almost visible
Underneath your veil
Diaphanous
Almost touchable
Behind your pellicle
Impervious
Almost audible
Significant words
Put together
Yet inexpressible
Do we really talk with one another
Can you see through this mantle of air
That I'm right here next to you
Or are you all by yourself in there
I wish I could reach you
I wish I could caress you
I wish I could decipher the mysterious code
I wish I could access your innermost abode
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Almost true
When balanced to the feel
Almost you
Within your shelter, it's for real
Can you see through this mantle of air
That I'm right here next to you
Or are you all by yourself in there
I wish I could reach you
I wish I could caress you
I wish I could affect you
I wish I really knew you
I wish I could decipher the mysterious code
I wish I could access your innermost abode
Please give me a sign if I'm getting to you
If my presence makes a difference or not
If my approach in any way affects you
Do you want me to keep on or to stop
Incompatible
My path points to opposite directions
My dreams rise to unreachable dimensions
I don't fit into any expectations
My needs urge for impossible desires
While I keep quenching the never ending fires
Patronizing what ever still admires
What I hunt is what nobody aspires
And what I want is what nobody provides
I don't belong where I'm supposed to
I don't suppose that I belong to
Where I want to be
I live where I never feel at home
Reaching for a light that is all gone
In togetherness is where I'm more alone
What I hunt is what nobody aspires
And what I want is what nobody provides
I don't belong where I'm supposed to
I don't suppose that I belong to
Where I want to be
My clever system appears to be a mess
As I assemble incompatible pieces
And the significant answers in the purposeless
Constantly wishing for the hopeless
I don't belong where I'm supposed to
I don't suppose that I belong to
Where I want to be
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I don't belong where I'm supposed to
I don't suppose that I belong to
I don't belong where I'm supposed to
I don't suppose that I belong to
Where I want to be
Lost face
Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce
The face that I'm about to lose
I'll change it into something new
To give myself a different view
My ex-eyes could only see the world from behind
Someone else crossing the finish line
Reminding me, that in this race
I'll always be out of place
I put my lost face on a pedestal
So have a close look at it now
Remember what appears incapable
Is not what you see, but how
My ex-ears could only hear the urging word
“Pull yourself together, follow the herd”
Like a threatening flick of a whip
Knowing I'll always be inadequate
My ex-mouth could only make fake, phony boasts
Glossing over what I feared the most
The truth exposed, I'd dropped behind
Excuses I couldn't find
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I put my lost face on a pedestal
So have a close look at it now
Remember what appears incapable
Is not what you see, but how
So Ladies and gentlemen, I have given up
‘Cause my winning streak was to stop
Measuring strength in a common game
My answers are outside the frame
I put my lost face on a pedestal
So have a close look at it now
Remember what appears incapable
Is not what you see
Oh, I put my lost face on a pedestal
So have a close look at it now
Remember what appears incapable
Is not what you see, but how
But how...
Dear Hope
Dear Hope
I wish I knew you better
I wish I knew your true identity
Your sense of humor, your vulnerability
What makes you feel strong
What makes you feel spineless and small
Do you really make sense at all
Dear Hope
My bright cynosure in the distance
You are in a blur sometimes
But I can feel you're there somewhere
Calling for me by my name
Knowing so well I will restlessly
Keep on striving for you constantly
Dear Hope
Sometimes I feel so lost
I don't understand your message
Seems like you speak another language
Like you call for someone else
You make me doubt you were meant for me
And cast a shadow of jealousy
Sometimes, I wish you left me alone
I wish you turned off the pursuing light
So the darkness would keep you out of sight
And out of mind
Left with quiet serenity
Dejected yet in harmony
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I know that Dream lives in your neighborhood
I know that Faith is in your driveway
But what I'm counting on is you, dear Hope
Please let me know where you live
Dear Hope
If I only knew you better
It would be easier to feel patience
While longing for your presence
When you tell me the truth
Just say it as I knock on your door
Are you really worth striving for
The Clouds
I travel by air, in the window seat
On my way to a open place
I'm going far, far away to meet
An old friend face to face
An enticing cotton-wool ocean beneath
Invites me to dive into it
But I'm aware that underneath
A grey chagrin waits to hit
White, soft, shining, true
You know, this is reality too
This is the meaning of love
I look at the clouds from above
A glimpse of white horses on heavy sea
As the plane starts to land
A solemn grasp of what's expecting me
Prepared to declare my hand
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I always ran from the overcast, sorry plight
And then gradually lost what I was fond of
Now I sense the friction essential for light
'Cause I've looked at the clouds from above
White, soft, shining, true
You know, this is reality too
This is the meaning of love
I look at the clouds from above
Please forgive my long and winding voyage
To a place so close to the heart
Dear friend, I will not avoid the challenge
I only need a fresh start
White, soft, shining, true
You know, this is reality too
This is the meaning of love
I look at the clouds from above
Traffic in Mumbai
This is a visceral, intuitive flow
So I follow the streams to know where to go
No obvious system, no rules, no direction
But in this welter a fundamental comprehension
That I'll figure where to run and where to stay
Just like the traffic in Mumbai
So I switch rational for passional
And logical for magical
I've heard it's quite a trip
Just to let it rip
This is out of control, but I let it go
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You're the only one who keeps me alive
You've got no sense of direction, oh yes, I know
Still without hesitation I'll let you drive
The car that will take me far away
From the traffic in Mumbai
There's no real scope, there is no latitude
I'm trapped and fastened in the multitude
I am in a state of general disorder
I am the tangle in the tape recorder
But still this works in a mysterious way
Just like the traffic in Mumbai
So I switch rational for passional
And logical for magical
I've heard it's quite a trip
Just to let it rip
This is out of control, but I let it go
You're the only one who keeps me alive
You've got no sense of direction, oh yes, I know
Still without hesitation I'll let you drive
The car that will take me far away
From the traffic in Mumbai
Stoned on desire
My world is chaotic
I'm getting higher
My heart is ecstatic
I am on fire
I let it go
You're the only one
You're the only one
You've got no sense of direction
Oh yes, I know, oh yes, I know
You're the only one
You're the only one
Oh you've got no sense of direction
Oh yes, I know
Still without hesitation
I'll let you drive the car
That will take me far away
From the traffic in Mumbai
Dedication
Mercy
So you don't rely on my friendship
Then I don't see how could be a sister
So you don't believe in my cheering
Then I don't know how I could show compassion
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A self-adoration
Benefits by charity
You will throw suspicion
On my motif and its purity
Listen
Let's keep it secret then
I won't tell anyone
Just let me hold your hand
Come baby, let's move on
Let's keep it secret then
I won't tell anyone
Just let me hold your hand
Come baby, let's move on
Just embrace my mercy on you
So you do not trust my devotion
Then I don't get how you could let me in
So you don't accept my solace
Then there's no way that I could raise you, oh
A self-adoration
Benefits by charity
You will throw suspicion
On my motif and its purity
Listen
Just keep it secret then
I won't tell anyone
Just let me hold your hand
Come baby, let's move on
Let's keep it secret then
I won't tell anyone
Just let me hold your hand
Come baby, let's move on
Just embrace my mercy on you
A self-adoration
Benefits by charity
You will throw suspicion
On my motif and its purity
And miss out on the sweetness
In the honey of flattery, oh yeah
Let's keep it secret then
I won't tell anyone
Just let me hold your hand
Come baby, let's move on
Let's keep it secret then
I won't tell anyone
Just let me hold your hand
Come baby, let's move on
Just embrace my mercy on you
Out of Orbit
Weightless like an astronaut
Infinity is staggering
Where to move and where to not
Three-dimensional wavering
Disorientation
Outside the galaxy
Decreasing gravity
No navigation
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
Squeezed between eternity
You'll find a roamer
Well, this is me
I glide and float in all directions
Out of orbit, silently
Yet in the centre of gravitation
When dependence reach for me
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Disorientation
Outside the galaxy
Decreasing gravity
No navigation
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
Squeezed between eternity
You'll find a roamer
Well, this is me
Would you dare to trust me for a moment or two
I can't promise you anything
But your faith my only opening
Then I'll search for the lodestar for me and you
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
Squeezed between eternity
You'll find a roamer
Well, this is me
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
Squeezed between eternity
You'll find a roamer
Well, this is me
I Run You Ragged
It's not because I'm brutal
It's not because I'm mean
But my course of action cannot be forseen
I run you ragged, I know
I run you ragged, I know
You don't claim perfection
You don't mind the dearth
But the unpredictable overturns the earth
I run you ragged, I know
I run you ragged, I know
You try to be strong
But I'm tripping you up
Please hang tough
You're my solid rock
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You can deal with outbursts
Your sentiment is barred
But the sudden changes
Catch you off your guard
I run you ragged, I know
I run you ragged, I know
You try to be strong
But I'm tripping you up
Please hang tough
You're my solid rock
I'm sorry I can't help it
It's out of my control
On the spinning roulette
I am a tumbling ball
I run me ragged, you know
You try to be strong
But I'm tripping you up
Please hang tough
You're my solid rock
You try to be strong
But I'm tripping you up
Please hang tough
You're my solid rock
Traces
This is my skin with lines holding stories
Spots on my cheek and frowns from worries
Circles under the eyes from a thousand nights in a drowse
The dirt on my hands and pipedreams all muddy
The smell of effort from my sweat soaked body
And strict furrows left by my knitted brows
These are my stretchmarks for trying to suffice
And grey strands of hair when I compromise
My unruly curls that tangle up on messy days
I show the dimples of joy and puckers of pain
Concealing the marks makes it all in vain
Some days hit unevenly and slip sideways
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I carry my blemish
My traces and scars
As a proof that I've tried
Let my back be straight and proud
Let my conscience be relieved
Let my back be straight and proud
Let my conscience be relieved
Let my voice ring clear and loud
"I don't regret to have lived"
There's a norming of laughter and evening of tears
My wrinkles assure that it won't disappear
There's a crick in my shoulders from carrying the weight
I tend the shaming wounds from adversity
As well as adorning scars from prosperity
It all takes part in the victories I celebrate
I carry my blemish
My traces and scars
As a proof that I've tried
Let my back be straight and proud
Let my conscience be relieved
Let my back be straight and proud
Let my conscience be relieved
Let my voice ring clear and loud
"I don't regret to have lived"
Let my back be straight and proud
Let my conscience be relieved
Let my back be straight and proud
Let my conscience be relieved
I don't regret, don't regret to have lived
I don't regret, don't regret to have lived
I don't regret, don't regret to have lived
To have lived, to have lived, to have lived, to have lived
I don't regret, don't regret to have lived
I don't regret, don't regret to have lived
No, no, no, no, no, no
Don't, don't, don't, don't
I don't regret to have lived
Hold your breathe
Deep were the water
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under water
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Deep were the water
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under water
Deep were the water
Hold your breath while you go down
And endure or you will drown
Blunt the urge and need for air
Cool the panic, chill the fear
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under water
Snub your feelings, don't you cry
Slight your wants or you will die
Keep on swimming, don't keep still
'Cause the surface is for real
Keep your eyes
On the prize
Keep your eyes
On the prize
Keep your eyes
On the prize
On the prize
On the prize
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under water
Hold your breath, you're nearly there
Blunt the urge and need for air
Keep on swimming, don't keep still
'Cause the surface is for real
Keep your eyes
On the prize
Keep your eyes
On the prize
Keep your eyes
On the prize
On the prize
On the prize
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under water
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under
Deep down, deep down under water
Deep were the water
Deep were the water
Deep were the water
Dedication
I won't move the goal posts
To ease my duty
I won't look for short cuts
The path is my story
But if the road is the goal
As I'm testing my mettle
Will I take a delight
In the heat of the battle
Well it doesn't really matter, does it
I won't come to terms with myself on this ride
The calling in life puts the needs aside
Dedication, dedication, dedication
Dedication for a lifetime
Victory, victory
Victory, victory for a moment
But if the road is the goal
And the goal is Rome
They all lead to triumph
If I find my own
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Well it doesn't really matter, does it
I won't come to terms with myself on this ride
The calling in life puts the needs aside
Dedication, dedication, dedication
Dedication for a lifetime
Victory, victory
Victory, victory for a moment
Dedication, dedication, dedication
Dedication for a lifetime
Victory, victory
Victory, victory for a moment
All roads lead to Rome
All roads lead to Rome
All roads lead to Rome
All roads lead to Rome
Well it doesn't really matter, does it
I won't come to terms with myself on this ride
The calling in life puts the needs aside
Dedication, dedication, dedication
Dedication for a lifetime
Victory, victory
Victory, victory for a moment
Mooring Line
In times of prosperity
I grieve at the budless branches
In times of promising prospects
I grieve at the finite dreams
In times of prosperity
I grieve at the budless branches
The gap between the possible and the limited
Is the measure of, of my sorrow
So I reach for these edges like mooring lines
To put my trust in tomorrow
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Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
The gap between the possible and the limited
Is the measure of my sorrow
So I reach for these edges like mooring lines
To put my trust in tomorrow
In times
In times of promising prospects
I grieve at the finite dreams
The gap between the possible and the limited
Is the measure of, of my sorrow
So I reach for these edges like mooring lines
To put my trust in tomorrow
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
In times of prosperity
I grieve at the budless branches
In times of promising prospects
I grieve at the finite dreams
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
Waste Of grace
The fresh turquoise water
The clear blue sky
The silky white beaches
The scenery miraculous
But the deadly ice cold water
The bitter freezing air
Makes the endless beaches silent
So no-one's ever there
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Can the beauty still be beautiful
Can the wonder still be wonderful
Can it still be valuable
Just by virtue in itself
Inaccessible
Not exploitable
Is this bloom beyond belief
Just a waste of grace
Magnificent, majestic
Admirable, sublime
Kind-hearted, tender
You are divine
But too scared to open
inadequate and shy
You're walking all alone
And no-one questions why
Can the beauty still be beautiful
Can the wonder still be wonderful
Can it still be valuable
Just by virtue in itself
Inaccessible
Not exploitable
Is this bloom beyond belief
Just a waste of grace
My Religion
I believe in the miracle
That reveals from a compact bud
That transforms into full-blown foliage
Furthermore, this miracle
Eventually will fall to the ground
And then alter into soil
To maintain the vital cycle
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I believe in the miracle
That reveals from a single sound
That transforms into full-fledged songs
Furthermore, this miracle
Might capture someone's spirit and soul
And then alter into emotions
That can change the meaning of time
This is where I find my God
This is where I find pure love
The miracle of creation
This is where I find my God
This is where I find pure love
This is my religion
I believe in the miracle
That reveals from an undivided cell
That transforms into full-grown creatures
Furthermore, this miracle
Will evolve personality and character
And then generate those kinds of ideas
That miracles ain't for real
This is where I find my God
This is where I find pure love
The miracle of creation
This is where I find my God
This is where I find pure love
This is my religion
There's more to it than answers
That turn life into numbers
And convert it into politics and profit
There's a limit to the man-made rational sense
'Cause the core of it all, no matter how we face it
Is wondrous and magical
I believe the unbelievable
And welcome the fantastical
Existence is a miracle
I believe
Oh yes I believe
It's the miracle
That reveals from a compact bud
I believe
Oh yeah
I believe
Last Drop of Blood
You gave me, you gave me
You gave me your last drop of blood
To let it flow, flow through my veins
You gave me, you gave me
You gave me your last drop of blood
To let it flow, flow, flow through my veins
To get me warm
To get me warm
Unconditionally
Generous, oh
Generous, oh
I won't ever, I won't ever
I won't ever know who you are
But you are part, part, part of me now
I won't ever, I won't ever
I won't ever know who you are
But you are part, part, part of me now
As you turn cold
As you turn cold
Unprofitably
Generous, oh
Generous, oh
Help and
participate instead of copy and paste
You are kind to a fault
To go down for me to lift
But with yield in return
It's a barber not a gift
It's too good to be true
It's too good to be true
Who are you
Generous, oh
Generous, oh
Generous, oh
Generous, oh
Generous, oh
Generous, oh
Who are you
Who are you
Who are you
It's too good to be true
It's too good to be true
It's too good to be true
It's too good to be true
It's too good to be true
It's too good to be true
You are kind to a fault
To go down for me to lift
But with yield in return
It's a barber not a gift
It's too good to be true
It's too good to be true
It's too good to be true
Who are you
Who are you
You are kind to a fault
To go down for me to lift
But with yield in return
It's a barber not a gift
It's a barber not a gift
It's a barber not a gift
It's a barber not a gift
Can You Smile
I am here for you baby
Close your eyes for a while
I will follow you through your
Tribulations and trials
I will follow you through your
Tribulations and trials
I seek words of consolation
What I find is a question
I seek words of consolation
What I find is a question
Can you smile, can you smile
Can you smile, can you smile
You can lean on me baby
I'll go all extra miles
Rest your head on my shoulder
And let go for a while
Rest your head on my shoulder
And let go for a while
Help and
participate instead of copy and paste
I seek words of consolation
What I find is a question
I seek words of consolation
What I find is a question
Can you smile, can you smile
Can you smile, baby can you smile
I will look for a clearing
Where there's light for a while
'Cause the ray holds the promise
Are you able to smile
Can you smile, can you smile
Can you smile, can you smile
Nothing
But The Truth
Truth wide
open
It's nothing but the truth
It's for real, it's for sure
Nothing but the truth
This is clean, this is pure
Nothing but the truth
Wide open
There's nothing left to hide
Under the surface
Nothing can hurt us
No hidden purpose
Would claim to deserve us
The end of the circus
Is making me nervous
Oh, it's open to accuse
Oh, wide open to abuse
Oh, it's open to refuse
Oh, it's nothing but the truth
It's nothing to promote
There's no strategy
There's no remedy
No apology
Nothing to promote
No posing
No bragging
No filter
No shelter
It's nothing but the truth
Under the surface
Nothing can hurt us
No hidden purpose
Would claim to deserve us
The end of the circus
Is making me nervous
Oh, it's open to accuse
Oh, wide open to abuse
Oh, it's open to refuse
Oh, it's nothing but the truth
This is no striptease to entertain
It's just naked
This is unvarnished and plain
Can you take it
Or will you walk away
Oh, it's open to accuse
Oh, wide open to abuse
Oh, it's open to refuse
Oh, it's nothing but the truth
It's nothing but the truth
Oh, it's nothing
It's nothing
Just the truth
And nothing but the truth
Oh yeah
Oh no, nothing but the truth
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lost
When did I become you
Did it happen so slowly
I didn't notice the change
Or so quickly I was blinded in the leap
Somewhere in between I crossed an invisible streak
And lost the way back home
I lost the right and wrong
But somehow it feels like I'm on my way
Somewhere I belong
I lost myself in you
I found myself in you
I can't tell who is who
But I know that I'm true
I lost myself in you
I found myself in you
I can't tell who is who
But I know that I'm true
So, are there two of us now
Or did you make the same change
Just the other way around
But then how would I know
Which is you, which is me
I might be on my way back actually
But I lost the way back home
I lost the right and wrong
But somehow it feels like I'm on my way
Somewhere I belong
I lost myself in you
I found myself in you
I can't tell who is who
But I know that I'm true
I lost myself in you
I found myself in you
I can't tell who is who
But I know that I'm true
When did I become you
Did it happen so slowly
I didn't notice the change
Or so quickly I was blinded in the leap
Somewhere in between I crossed an invisible streak
And lost the way back home
I lost the right, I lost the wrong
But somehow it feels like I'm on my way
Somewhere I can stay, somewhere I belong
So, are there two of us now
Or did you make the same change
Just the other way around
Then how would I know which is you, which is me
I might be on my way back actually
I lost myself in you
I found myself in you
I can't tell who is who
But I know that I'm true
I lost myself in you
I found myself in you
I can't tell who is who
But I know that I'm true
Morning,
Pt. 1 (interlude)
Je reste ici
Dans la matinée
Je reste ici
Ne me dis pas comment ça va terminer
I think I'm gonna stay here
In this moment, that's called morning
Oh yeah, yes I do
I'm just gonna stay here
In the promise
Don't tell the ending
Oh, yeah
Je reste ici
Jeg blir her
I disse morgenminutter
Jeg blir her
Ikke si hvordan det slutter
Dufter varme boller
I undergrunnen
Sitter, skroller
Vann i munnen
Denne stunden
Rommer gnist
Og morgengry
Lilla himmel
Rosa sky
Over blokker og klokker
Vogner og dokker
Helter og tosker
Trikker og kiosker
Alle, inn i en ny dag
Jeg blir her
I disse morgenminutter
Jeg blir her
Ikke si hvordan det slutter
I stay
I stay
On my way
For a new day
for a new day
Buoy (Interlude)
Turn around
Don't open your eyes
I'm not ready
I need to touch up
Patch up
You say you love me as I am
But what I am is composite
I don't want you to see the me I am right now
I don't want you to see me damaged
I don't wanna dirty the impression
The vision
Involving you in my screw up
An associated fuck up
I wanna show you the lucky me
To make you wanna walk by my sunny side
And feel lucky too, free
Proud and happy
And finally
I will be able to love me
And you
And gradually
I might reveal another piece of me
The truth I show you
Is not a lie
It's a partial truth
It's a chosen truth
To survive
Sinking Ship
Stay afloat
Stay
Stay afloat
Stay afloat
Afloat, afloat, afloat
Afloat, afloat, afloat
You're looking at a sinking ship
But I'm covering up the scenario
Making it look like I'm diving for fun
Just to make you jump on board
Just to make you jump on board
Not to drag you down
Not to turn you over
But to hold on to your buoyancy
To stay afloat
Stay afloat
Stay
Stay afloat
You're looking at a sinking ship
I don't want you to see me capsized
So I'm pretending to be in control
To capture you
Not to drag you down
Not to turn you over
But to hold on to your buoyancy
I'm not drag you down
I'm not turn you over
But I need you
I need you
To stay afloat
The Animal
My body cannot stop it
My mind knows I'll regret it
Temptation like a magnet
The urge for darker chocolate
It's explosive, it's unstoppable
It's far beyond right or wrong
It's instinctive, it's the animal
Hungry and unruly strong
This is stupid, I know
Jumping without a parachute
Can't refuse it, oh no
Tasting the forbidden fruit
Lustfully appealing
The dope, the desire
Still a blameless feeling
When it's safe from the fire
It's explosive, it's unstoppable
It's far beyond right or wrong
It's instinctive, it's the animal
Hungry and unruly strong
This is stupid, I know
Jumping without a parachute
Can't refuse it, oh no
Tasting the forbidden fruit
This is stupid, I know
Jumping without a parachute
Can't refuse it, oh no
Tasting the forbidden fruit
My body cannot stop it
My mind knows I'll regret it
It's explosive, it's unstoppable
It's instinctive, it's the animal
It's explosive, it's instinctive
It's unstoppable, it's the animal
It's the animal
Animal
Animal, animal, animal
Quiet Sounds
Tick-tack of the clock on the wall
Buzzing from a tram somewhere
Barefoot tiptoe on the bathroom floor
Creeping back to bed, knowing you'll be there
All the quiet sounds in the night
Increase the silence between us
Lying awake side by side
Listening to the speechless
Sensing the nearness of you
Wondering how life can be true
Without you
The whiff from your breath out and in
Remembering your voice saying "I love you"
The warmth from your bare-naked skin
That I can no longer touch
I've already lost you
All the quiet sounds in the night
Increase the silence between us
Lying awake side by side
Listening to the speechless
Sensing the nearness of you
Wondering how life can be true
Without you
Morning,
Pt. 2 (interlude)
It's the time of day
When the city smells of pastry
I'm walking down the pavement
With a paper cup of coffee
I see folded morning papers
Lay unread on people's doorsteps
And all I hear are chirping birds
Accompanying my footsteps
Good morning pretty crack of dawn
Good morning city, here I come
I'm ready for this day to come
With a coffee and a bun
Independence
You measure the influence
You measure the relevance
You measure the size of the audience
Then treasure it all as guidance
And you lose the dimensions
Of what makes a difference
You lose your independence
What a waste, what a waste
You will miss out on the true celebration
Arising only behind the scenes
You will miss out on the true celebration
Arising only behind the scenes
Only behind the scenes
You measure topicality
You measure credibility
You measure the spotlight finding it worthy
Then treasure it all as quality
And you lose the dimensions
Of what makes a difference
You lose your independence
What a waste, what a waste
What a waste, what a waste
You will miss out on the true celebration
Arising only behind the scenes
You will miss out on the true celebration
Arising only behind the scenes
Only behind the scenes
Suddenly you can't tell apart
The horse feathers and the real feathers
You'll see the bullshit and the rubbish
The nonsense and the gibberish
The claptrap, the trash, the crap
And you believe it's the real shit, oh
Because somebody told you so
Because somebody measured you
Because somebody told you to
Compare yourself to the flow
That will always claim to know you better that you
And force you to compare until you disappear
into nothing but tiny a brick in the massive wall
Making no difference at all
Being measured as anybody to fit in
Not treasured as somebody out-and-out
And you know what it means
You know that it's true
That only behind the scenes you are you
Which is precious
You are precious
You will miss out on the true celebration
Arising only behind the scenes
You will miss out on the true celebration
Arising only behind the scenes
You will miss out on the true celebration
Arising only behind the scenes
You will miss out on the true celebration
Arising only behind the scenes
Only behind the scenes
Morning,
Pt. III (interlude)
I like it when Morning gets up before Truth
And I can have her alone
Morning is different on her own
I like it when Truth spends more time coming true
'Cause within every drop of morning dew
Morning is a neutral promise
Awakening, quivering
Birds twittering
When Truth wakes up later
It gives me more time to be ready for her
Preparing for her, handling her
Dealing with her revealing herself during the day
Filling up every second all the way
Without consideration
She notes my every thought and action
Every diction and attraction
At the end of the day she's fully exposed
For better or worse I suppose
But Morning doesn't conclude
Morning is freshly brewed
Coffee
Morning is possibility
Last Dance
She has lost a tooth
That the fairy won't take
Childhood left for youth
Now wonderland is fake
She has put it under her pillow though
And attend to stay awake
Just in case fairies come to give a last shake
Then she will use this opportunity
To say: "Thank you for the company
But before you go:
Have a last dance with me
Santa Clause and Tooth Fairy
Swing me in this fantasy
Let it be reality
Have a last dance with me
Santa Clause and Tooth Fairy
Swing me in this fantasy
Let it be real
Until the sun rises tomorrow
Then I'll go check under my pillow"
She can't make a fool of what she used to esteem
But youth throws a funny light on what childhood means
She needs to have a serious talk with Mr Sandman
Who is carrying her dream
While the pixie dust is melting with her ice cream
Then she will use this opportunity
To say: "Thank you for the company
But before you go:
Have a last dance with me
Santa Clause and Tooth Fairy
Swing me in this fantasy
Let it be reality
Have a last dance with me
Santa Clause and Tooth Fairy
Swing me in this fantasy
Let it be real
Until the sun rises tomorrow
Then I'll go check under my pillow"
Have a last dance with me
Have a last dance with me
Oh, have a last dance with me
Have a last dance with me
Have a last dance with me
Have a last dance with me
Have a last dance, dance
Have a last dance with me
Have a last dance with me
Cocoon
Leave me alone, I cocoon
Encapsulating in webs
Too fragile to really protect
So, don't touch and don't connect
I cocoon
I cocoon
Mind your own business, I cocoon
Spinning a tissue
Too transparent to really hide
However, I cover inside
My cocoon
My cocoon
I've been a caterpillar for so long
It's time to move on
I'm turning my back on you
Because what used to be true
Has changed, that's why
I am to become a butterfly
What used to be true has changed that's why
I am to become a butterfly
Leave me alone, I cocoon
Spinning a tissue
Too transparent to really hide
However, I cover inside
My cocoon
My cocoon
Cocoon
I'm turning my back on you
Because what used to be true
Has changed, that's why
I am to become a butterfly
What used to be true has changed that's why
I am to become a butterfly
What used to be true
Has changed, that's why
I am to become a butterfly
What used to be true has changed that's why
I am to become a butterfly
Butterfly
My cocoon
Morning,
Pt. IV (interlude)
It's the time of day
When the city smells of pastry
I'm walking down the pavement
With a paper cup of coffee
Good morning pretty crack of dawn
Good morning city, here I come
I'm ready for this day to come
Good morning
Happiness
It's a fickle creature
Don't lose the adventure
So be at the juncture
And not in the future
It's a fickle creature
Accept it
Approve it
Allow it
Don't leave it
Receive it
Believe it
Endorse it
Embrace it
Enjoy it
Don't complicate happiness
Unless you wanna kill it
Don't analyse the blessing
Or you'll miss out on the occasion
Waiting for a reason
Asking every question
Don't analyse the blessing
Accept it
Approve it
Allow it
Don't leave it
Receive it
Believe it
Endorse it
Embrace it
Enjoy it
Don't complicate happiness
Unless you wanna
Don't complicate happiness
Unless you wanna
Don't complicate happiness
Unless you wanna kill it
Accept it
Approve it
Allow it
Don't leave it
Receive it
Believe it
Endorse it
Embrace it
Enjoy it
Don't complicate happiness
Unless you wanna kill it
Don't complicate happiness
Unless you wanna
Don't complicate happiness
Don't complicate happiness
Unless you wanna kill it
Playing with fire
Sweeping my finger through the flame
How slowly can I glide
Not getting burned in this game
How long can I handle the heat
How long can I handle it
Tempting and tickling fate
How long can I handle it
Playing with fire
Burning aspire
Levelling higher and higher and higher
All lights burn down
And flames go out
Giddily I'm wondering
What this was all about
A good or a bad trip
How long can I handle it
Wiping the soot off my fingertip
How long can I handle it
Playing with fire
Burning aspire
Levelling higher and higher and higher
There'll be new flames
There'll be new games
New lights in the candlestick
But in the long run
Don't see the humdrum
But the promise in an unlit wick
Playing with fire
Burning aspire
Levelling higher and higher
And higher and higher
Flyte (postlude)
"La boue dans l'eau profonde"
Til dere, former og nyanser
Som svømmer i dypet
Bevar min hemmelighet
Om at jeg ikke kan flyte
Ikke hvisk at dette skipet
Ei passer til å frakte
Ikke si hvordan armene
Og beina synker sakte.
La meg vise hvordan hodet
Kan være over vann
Hvordan jeg kan smile
Og kjenne solen varm
La en arm komme mot meg
Og bli med på dansen
Da kan jeg stille støtte meg
Og finne balansen