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« : Temmuz 12, 2009, 18:52 »

Confusion

False eyes are staring
disrespectfully and untrue
The burden that we are carrying
is way too much for me and you

Sometimes it is better to lay
Don't you think?

I'm evaporating
A veil of smoke is what I am
Your thoughts will take on their way
To grow old and to be certain
_____________________________ ____

Eleanor

Underneath the mask you've buried yourself into
It's coal-black
I am tired of the gulping that you do
Every day a new face
What if I unscrew
Your own identity
Wouldn's you guess there's nothing left of you?

The quicksand of life drags us
Down into the circle
One day we might not catch you

I feel sorry, for what you try to do
Breaking others down, to try and to pursue
Your own selfish interests
I am starting to get sick of you

Whatever happened ever since you left
You make yourself and me look like fools
_____________________________ _______

Even The Spirits Are Afraid

You think you were earning

Burning the church of your god

You were yearning

Learning the birth of your dirt

Did you think you earned it

Burning your god

That you thought messed up your life?



You spill red

On my cloudy carpet



You think you were earning

Burning the church of your god

You were yearning

Learning the birth of your dirt

Did you think you earned it

Burning your god

That you thought messed up your life?



You spill red

On my cloudy carpet



Your skin turns dust

On my cloudy carpet



You think

You were earning

Burning

Your skin turns dust

No more you were yearning

Burning

Burning

Your skin turns dust



Your skin turns to dust

When holding it close to the sun

And it burns the skin from you're your precious sun

It burns the skin

It burns the skin

It burns the skin
_____________________________ ______________

Great Ocean Road

It is all there
The earth and the ocean
They contain the power
of our lives

This beautiful city
that surrenders
to the nightfall
Carving the grounds
we walk upon

And the air
We all dare
to ride it somehow

Blue and black is the sky
While tumbling down
Trapped into the freedom
of an aeroplane

Deprived of sleep
we jump into the deep
With no knowledge whatsoever

There is no place
on the face
of this earth
Only silence
is the sound
of an angel
__________________________

In Motion # 2

i see him turn away
although my eyes are shut with emptiness
and again the rain falls down
together with me
this blood in my body runs for you
drink my tears as i cry
my heart and my mind crave for you
drink my tears as i cry
it is sad how the rain falls down
i see you walk away
falling down i cry and sream your name
and again the rain falls down
together with me
my ache is yours as i am
drink my tears as i cry
_____________________________ ____

Leaves

I close your eyes with my mouth
Now you don't see anything
But you feel my breath all over
I can feel you too

Although I don't really know you
I don't really care

Cry with me make my day
Tomorrow all will be gone
All the sweetness and all the fun
No, I don't wanna know...

Although I don't really know you
I don't really care

New that you no gone I don't know
How to really feel inside
Baring the hope to see you again
Guess I never will

Although I don't really know you
Yes, I really care
___________________________

Liberty Bell

No brainwaves or activity

while the craft is in the air

It's getting dark, it's getting light

we are sitting in a chair



We have fastened every belt

we cannot float out of our seats

It's so enormously frightening

When our tail reaches superheat



Another timezone

a change of season

it is turning dark again

We're getting ready for yet

another orbit around our planet



It is time for the galactic cruise

To come to an end

One last view on the world

and the time we have spend
_______________________

Red Is A Slow Colour

The black house in in my street
looks too dark just to go inside
But when I do
I cannot move because of
the mess in the hallway

The picture on the wall is chaotic
I don't want to look at it
But when I do
I cannot speak because of
the confusion in my head

I am unfit and I want to leap away
But when I do
The red colour comes after me
It is fierce and it moves slow

The picture on the wall is chaotic
I don't want to look at it
But when I do
I cannot speak because of
the confusion in my head

I am unfit and I want to leap away
But when I do
The red colour comes after me
It is fierce and it moves slow
_____________________________

Saturnine

The day you went away

You had to screw me over

I guess you didn't know

all the stuff you left me with

is way too much to handle

But I guess you don't care



You don't need to preach

you don't have to love me, all the time



Whatever on earth possessed you

to make this bold decision

I guess you don't need me

While whispering those words

I cried like a baby

hoping you would care



You don't need to preach

you don't have to love me, all the time



You don't have to preach

all the time
_____________________________ ______

The May Song

I'm waiting for your hands
to fold around my wrist
I'm mellowing in warm grass
And the scent of you I've missed

And blue is representing
The draft in my heart
I'm wandering through thin skies
___________________________

Strange Machines

It has always been in the back of my mind
Dreaming about going through corners of time
I always wanted to fly in strange machines

I wanna do centuries in a lifetime
And feel it with my hands
Touch world war II and Cleopatra
flying...

Could it be that my dream would come true
Building a machine that would actually do
What I want to do

Russian revolution, let's do it in one day
Beethoven and Gershwin I think that would be OK
More than anything I wanna fly in strange machines

I wanna do centuries in a lifetime
And feel it with my eyes
Watch Jesus rise. If he ever did
Flying...

I wanna do centuries in a lifetime
And feel it with my hands
Touch renaissance and Shaka Khan
Flying...
And the transparent air I've missed

Pale is my face
You might want to colour
while I breathe

I'm following large drops of rain
With my eyes on the sight of you I've missed
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