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King T
04:00
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I'm always so mean,
I'm always so blind
I'm having this dream,
this dream every night:
I'm waiting for the right one,
I can't find one,
I can't find one;
it never is the right one,
the right one for me.
One day I might stumble,
I might stumble and fall.
One day I might stumble,
right into your arms.
You'll laugh about me,
I'll make jokes about you.
You're so mean,
destroying all my dreams tonight:
And I'm waiting - try to sell my goods
And I'm crying - try to save my goods
King Thrushbeard, King Thrushbeard,
you are the one
to turn me upside down
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2. |
Jungle
03:50
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Love is just a jungle, watch out how you get through.
Mind the tiger, Baby, it’s coming after you.
Listen to your heartbeat, it’s double speed today.
Mind the tiger, Baby, just stay, don’t run away!
Fight the tiger, Baby, you’re stronger than you seem.
Listen to your heartbeat: Maybe it’s just a dream!
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3. |
Living in The Desert
03:55
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There are lots of high buildings around her
and the streets are all crowded with cars
and their noise echoes off black windows
and the bits of blue sky are so far,
so far above her.
She’s living in the desert of downtown New York
and the bits of blue sky are so far, so far above her.
She’s one of a million workers/ rushing quickly from subway to desk
daily loosing her faith in a future, in a future with some kind of rest
and some kind of vision.
She’s living in the desert of downtown New York
and she’s dreaming of some kind, some kind of vision.
At lunchtime she’s eating a salad, she says hi to some colleagues around
as they do she stares at her smartphone/ checking news and her mail and her time,
her time passing by.
She’s a business woman of downtown New York/ checking her time,
her time passing by.
Woman in black, high heels and ponytail/ What are you waiting for?
Where are you faring to? What is your aim?
Woman in black, smart face and laptop bag/ you left a girl behind/
you left some dreams behind/ so watch your time.
She’s living in the desert of downtown New York/ checking her time,
her time passing by.
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4. |
Fire in The Backyard
03:54
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THERE’S A FIRE IN THE BACKYARD/ THERE’S A FIRE IN MY HEAD/ THERE’S A FIRE BURNING, BURNING OUT OF CONTROL –/ BURNING, BURNING, BURNING,/ KEEP IT BURNING TONIGHT./ BURNING, BURNING, BURNING,/ KEEP IT BURNING TONIGHT./ WHO LIT THE FIRE AT THE HUT?/ WHO NEEDS TO DESTROY?/ WHO TAKES A FORTUNE OUT OF MY COMPLETE DISASTER?/
BURNING.../ THERE’S A FIRE BURNING, BURNING/ THERE’S A FIRE IN MY HEAD/ I WATCH IT CLOSELY ‘CAUSE I JUST DON’T WANT TO GO MAD./ BURNING.../ THERE’S A FIRE IN THE BACKYARD/ AND ALL GATHERED AROUND/ WE ARE PEOPLE OF THE ANCIENT TIMES - CELEBRATING: ILLUMINATION./ ILLUMINATION – TONIGHT!
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5. |
HOW DO I
03:38
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How do I know I’m right?
How do I see I’m wrong?
How do I walk along?
How do I become?
All around busy guys,
walking their busy ways.
Oh - they all pass me by
up to their unknown aims.
Look at me I’m sitting in the dark of night.
Thoughts floating around me, questions everywhere.
If I’d know a simple answer for all those questions, oh.
Moments of misery
Hours of happiness
Years of obedience
Those times of hesitation...
Look at me I’m sitting in the dark of night.
Thoughts floating around me, questions everywhere.
If I’d know a simple answer for all those questions, oh.
I would never give it to you.
How do I know I’m right?
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6. |
Son of War
04:15
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I call you the son of war/ though your mother calls you Serjoscha/
I’ve met you quite often/ you were smiling at me/ as you laid in bed/ hardly moving your head./ I’ve talked to your mother/ who is always around/ and who moved here with you/ close to the hospital./
Yes she left the green meadows/ her house and family/ to stay here with you/ close to the hospital./
I call you.../
Your head is all shaved/ and half of your brain/ might be gone with the guns/ but you still smile at me/ I’ve met you quite often/ in that huge, huge house/ where your mother has rented/ that tiny flat./
I call you.../
I’ve brought you some medicine/ and some stories from abroad/ and a new face to look at/ into your never changing room./ And outside there is a world/ Not knowing about you/ Not asking about you/ Not asking about you!
I call you.../
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7. |
Bad Night
04:59
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Did barely sleep tonight
Don't know how to go on
You deeply hurt me
And I wish We could
start again
Tell me you love me - Just to go on
Hope we are heroes - Just to go on.
Will you still walk with me - Can I still walk with you
Do I have the courage - To trust in you again?
Do I have the courage - ...
Do I have the courage - To lay my heart into your hands again?
Do I have the courage - To give us another chance?
My - Love
Tell me you love me - Just to go on
Hope we are heroes - Just to go on.
I supported you - I encouraged you
I cared for you - I believed in you
I don´t understand you.
Tell me you love me - Just to go on
Hope we are heroes - Just to go on.
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8. |
Lullaby
05:15
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Hush, hush, Baby no cry! Hush, hush, Baby no cry!
Bad men are gone, who took our home,
who destroyed our shed, - there is no shelter yet.
But we won´t die, Baby no cry!
But we won´t die, Baby no cry!
Hush, hush, Baby no cry! Hush, hush, Baby no cry!
Daddy´s alive, your Brother survived,
Granny is sleeping, Sister is weeping.
No, we won´t die, Baby no cry!
No, we won´t die, Baby no cry!
Hush, hush, Baby no cry! Hush, hush, Baby no cry!
They believe in a lie, but time passes by
like this cold night, no, we won´t fight.
Please now calm down, you´re not alone!
Please now calm down, you´re not alone!
Hush, hush, Baby no cry! Hush, hush, Baby no cry!
Ours is heaven, ours is the sky,
ours is this story, which never passes by.
It never passes by, Baby no cry!
It never passes by, Baby no cry!
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9. |
Concrete Memories
05:10
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GOT THIS TINY BIT OF
ARTIFICIAL STONE
LAYING ON MY OFFICE DESK
GREY, INSIGNIFICANT, MEANINGLESS
EXAMINE ALL ITS PROPERTIES
TREAT IT WITH RESPECT
THINK ABOUT THE STORIES IT MIGHT
TELL
BEEN THERE IN WINTER
FENCE POSTS IN THE SNOW
TOOK MY TIME ALONE
WALKED THROUGH PEACEFUL SILENCE
STEPS WERE MUFFLED
DEPRESSION GROWS
REMEMBERING FACES
FORCED INTO
DIMINISHED LIVES
WOMEN, MEN, CHILDREN
MARKED BY FEAR AND PAIN
IMPRISONED BEHIND BARBED WIRE
CONCRETE POSTS TO GUARD IT ALL
THESE CONCRETE MEMORIES
DETERIORATED
WASHED BY PEACEFUL RAINS
TREAT THEM WITH RESPECT
THESE CONCRETE MEMORIES
DETERIORATED
WASHED BY PEACEFUL RAINS
TREAT THEM WITH RESPECT
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10. |
Neighbours
05:59
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Who’s this neighbour next to me?
Who’s the guy I rarely see?
Who’s this stranger carrying such a familiar face?
When we met on the street
in front of our gardens at night
we talked for the first time
exchanging words full of meaning.
Who’s this neighbour next to me? ...
I’ll be at war tomorrow
- and I was at war today -
I’ll fight the guys from another Country
- and I’ll be on my way:
We will crowd the streets of the city
we will stand up against the war
so you won’t have to go tomorrow
just stay and think who you really are.
I can’t go with you tomorrow
there’s some duty ahead - you know
I guess we don’t even have to fight
and it’s gonna be fun a few weeks.
Who’s this neighbour next to me? ...
We will be at war tomorrow
me on the street and him on a ship.
So come on and let us cross boarders tonight
let’s dance before we’ll part again - to fight.
Lalala ...
When we met on the street
in front of our gardens at night
we talked for the first time
I hope not for the last…!
Lalala ...
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11. |
Supper With Fishes
04:31
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Is this a families home,
or just an aquarium?
Is there nothing to talk about?
Is this just supper with fishes?
It's supper time. So sit down here
next to my side. It's supper time.
A day has passed. How has it been with you?
It's supper time. The supper dish
you're gazing to - at supper time -
couldn't answer instead of you.
It's supper time. Is this a family’s home,
or just an aquarium?
Is there nothing to talk about?
Is this just supper with fishes?
It's easier to watch a stalactite grow
than to get them to talk (Get 'em to talk).
It's supper time. At the table
the whole holy family.
It's supper time.
A forkful here
a spoonful there.
It's supper time.
Into mouth's
without a word.
It's supper time.
Is this a family’s home,
or just an aquarium?
Is there nothing to talk about?
Is this just supper with fishes?
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12. |
ADHDis
05:07
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Hey - that noise makes me nervous
Hey - that noise makes me sick
I'm going crazy I'm going crazy
I'm going crazy just in front of you.
Hey - shut up you are talking too much.
Hey - just stay you're running too fast.
Hey - just listen I'm talking to you.
Don't disturb my boredom - that's what you do.
You ask too much of me
- I'm sure I could do better -
Guess you lost your thread
- I just lost mine -
I wonder how
I wonder why
I wonder why it started
ADHDis
I wonder how
I wonder when
to get rid again of ADHDis.
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13. |
Awake
05:01
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AT NIGHT AWAKE WHEN EVERYONE IS SLEEPING IN THE HOUSE.
LOOKING OUT AT SINGLE LIGHTS FROM OTHER WINDOWS.
DREAMING AND THINKING FAR AWAY FROM "HAVE TO DO".
WRITING POEMS, LETTERS - THOUGHTS FLOATING THE SOUL.
SPACE FOR "TO BE" - WONDERFUL TO BE - SITTING IN THE NIGHT AWAKE.
TIME FOR ME, TIME FOR THINKING FAR AWAY, AWAY.
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