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.
Ghosts Moderation Lose & Win On The Radio (Interlude) Drawback Waiting (Interlude) In A Good Way Game Mobile Bubble Pantile Consolatory Dance
When My Anger Starts Again Hindsight Big Balloon Moja jedyna (Interlude) One And Only Shadow On The Ground April Fool The Ambiguous Song (Interlude) Bella Who Switched On The Darkness (Interlude) Wounded Pride September
Skin-deep Pillory-like Goldilocks Airing Never mind Closer Irony Stools and rules Tomorrow
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
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 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
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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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 Help and participate instead of copy and paste 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