1. |
Parallel
03:57
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Paralell
Driving back.... thursday afternoon
Rain is pouring down.... on my window shield
The Shimmering... of the radio light
They play the song.... that takes me back in time
Bridge:
Sounds and visions of my childhood, flash before my eyes
Just to find.... life is circling on
At the end of the sandy road, along the arc where I was born, The world.... is creeping in.
Ref:
Now.... that it’s coming back to me
Like a freight train running above my head
And all that was never said and done
Take me out, always on the run..... always on the run
The buzzing in the night... of heavy indyustry
The harbour... the screaming of the birds
Guitars playing.... in a mono sound
Yellow Leadbetter.... freight trains in the night
Bridge:
Memories in black and white, strike into my mind
Into the light, thrown into this life
At the border of my playground, the world tremples it’s feet
Into the fight, thrown into the night
Ref:
Now.... that it’s coming back to me
Like a freight train running above my head
And all that was never said and done before
Take me out, always on the run..... always on the run
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2. |
Albatross
02:59
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Albatross
As he learned to walk, he made music all around
And he learned to talk, he was respectful and polite
His father he took part in the last days of the war
He grew up and he turned to be, the well behaved son
When this man closes his eyes
you get calmness he’s at peace
Gently pure and clear
his soul spreads wings
Nobody obeys for life, so his family failed apart
He was no more respectful, no more polite
He fell the garden tree, his father turned to him to say
Is it me… you are hitting in? His face turned to the ground
When this man closes his eyes
you get calmness he’s at peace
Gently pure and clear
his soul spreads wings
Aged ’62, he’s very cool a gentleman
He is the mate with the bass, with passion.. a rock in surf
Going out… front of the crowd, desired to be free
Time for him to get to know, the man he wants to be
When this man closes his eyes
you get calmness he’s at peace
Gently pure and clear
his soul spreads wings
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3. |
Amadeus' Dream #9
03:41
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Amadeus’ Dream #9
Can you be so kind and choose
Free your mind. Let logic loose
Kiss the stars inside your heart
Wear your favourite dress tonight
Search the attic for your shoes that shine
Find your gloves of purest silk
Let me glimpse on the other side
Let’s take Alice on a ride
The wheels will Stop, the moon will slide.
In this forsaken dream of mine,
I kiss the girl on the swimming tire
Rocking higher towards the sky.
The magicians hand turns the hourglass
Waiting for the audience to pass
Throwing stardust down the stairs
In this hour of glitter and doom
The doors will open find this secret room
Where god himself is home
Let me glimpse on the other side
Where angels may reveal their songs
From a thousand years ago
In this forsaken dream of mine,
I see myself on the swimming tire
Rocking higher towards the sky.
Let me free this swimming bird,
looks up to me, with eyes of pain and hurt
I feel the wonder in it’s eyes
Suddenly she takes the run
Out of my hands towards the sun
And sinks down to the bottom of the lake
Let me glimpse on the other side
Let’s take Alice on a ride
And find her source of dreams
In this forsaken dream of mine,
Just jumped off of the swimming tire
Watching Alice in her eyes
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4. |
Captured in Tunesia
04:37
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Captured in Tunesia
First time we met in Tunesia, thirsty hungry and rotten down
Sitting in the compound, nearly dead
You were pestered so much and pushed around, by the Beduin peoples hands screeping cigarettes with bread
Open tunic suntanned neck and face
Glad they took the gun out of your hands
You live you love you suffer than die, no matter how much you cry
You live you love you suffer than die, no matter how much you try
Then we met in America, via Norfolk harbour Virginia
North Carolina camp of Fritz P.O.W.
Midday heat under a cargo hutch, getting some fresh air with a little bit of luck
Four weeks on a freighter, Atlantic Sea
Immigration failed for a young stuttering man
Glad they took the gun out of your hands
You live you love you suffer than die, no matter how much you cry
You live you love you suffer than die, no matter how much you try
- Bridge -
Just be prepared one day you gonna die
Better ask yourself the reason why
Third time we met in Germany, upon a hill by a farm
Well known for mining white Caroline
Once a stranger from France was working there, became your father and left you there
You don’t remember you never met
Not glad they gave the spade into your hands
This is how your current life ends
You live you love you suffer than die, no matter how much you cry
You live you love you suffer than die, no matter how much you try
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5. |
Please Explain
02:50
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Please Explain
Will I remain here in my anger...hmm..
Should I never change at all or leave..
Seems this world is lost in strange translations...
A blinded cattle on the run at night....
What difference does it make....
After all and..
Nooooow, just please explain.....
Should I bow my head and keep on breathing?
Or even shout back at the wolfs at night....
Seems the tribes are lost out in the desert..
And the rain can't feed the earth below
What difference does it make....
After all and..
Nooooow, just please explain.....
Should I try not to release my anger?
With the roaring of the guns in my ear..
And when the blooded pavement’s broomed and clean...
Tell me now what colours do we see?
What difference does it make....
After all and..
Nooooow....
If you can’t explain it..... to your child
How can you justify it all?
It seems this world is out line
Remember to teach our children why....
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6. |
See me
03:04
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See me
Sitting in the backseat of my parents car
See the long haired builder and his hippie attitude
Swinging I dreamt myself in a western scenery
Hoping that someone recognizes me as a hero
Can you see this little shy boy, this is me
One of the cooler guys I always want to be
Open your mind; focus you’re just to see me
Do you see me?
My old man picked me up from school, worst scenery
I hang my head in foolish act of pussilamanity
Head over heals escaping from reality
Burning bridges became my philosophy
Can you see this seeking man, this is me
One of the wiser men I often want to be
Open your mind, focus you’re eyes just to see
Do you see me?
One man comes into this life with golden eyes
One man in struggle for lifetime just to stay blind
One man can see the light just when he dies
Me I personally have faith in my mind
Can you see those tough boys, they are with (from) me
Some of the cooler guys they are and set me free
Open your mind, clearly I can see
This is me
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7. |
Gig on the moon
02:56
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Gig on the moon
We head to Kosmodrom Balkonur; Kasachstan
A launch base is needed; because things are getting bigger
Flight cases and sleeping bags; fasten your seat belts
Smoking in the helmet, no oxygen inside
Space men on a rockin’ trip, a love bomb lick on board
Big fat rocket jet propuldion, gigging on the moon
gigging on the moon
gigging on the moon
Dortmund Westphalenhalle, Wembley, Budokan
Maddison Square garden, Royal Albert Hall
Olympic Stadium, Whisky A Go Go
Arena Di Verona, Paradiso Amsterdam
Space men on a rockin’ trip, a love bomb lick on board
Big fat rocket jet propuldion, gigging on the moon
gigging on the moon
gigging on the moon
Nasa rockin’ space invaders, lunar ferry Sputnik
Troop tansporters heading for Balkonur, Kasachstan
Drumkit (mounted) on the lunar stage, my ear fillings explode
The Dutchman can’t go wireless, gigging on the moon
gigging on the moon
gigging on the moon
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8. |
After the war
04:23
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After the war
The man was young the story is old
The times were bad, dictators high
The man was lucky his pride was huge
The more simple the answers the worse the lies
Frencing in his fraternity
Should be a back up for eternity
Many men moved, many men died
As never before the whole world cried
Springtime in 1945, the man survived
Banger in a wreckage scene, cutting away his former life
It’s after the war
The man goes out of a train at night
Walking through puddle, mud and rain
The man is exhausted, gets down on his knees
So sad and depressed, he never can rest
The man at midnight feels like leaving tonight
But other plans has the maker in mind
Weak sun in the fog, the morning has come
Cold and hunger are his well known friends
Springtime in 1945, the man survived
Banger in a wreckage scene, cutting away his former life
For life after the war
The ruins of St. Lorenz’ church
High voltage lines across the street
The man is prisoner of war
Luck Strike cigarettes and some drinks to ease his mind
The man walks on for a couple more years
But something was never the same
The story is told, the man now is old
But something is never the same
Springtime in 1945, the man survived
Banger in a wreckage scene, cutting away his former life
For life after the war
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9. |
Train on the run
03:29
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Train on the run
Time is like a tree, moving down the lane
Try to catch the leaves, drive this car insane
In our glory days, we couldn’t go too fast
When it comes to dust, we hold on to our trust
Stick up that thumb
Take me where you go
Destination “down the road”
I’m sure we wouldn’t mind
But now it all seems like racing around
It all feels just like a train on the run
You’re trying all the handles
But the breaks aren’t found
A thousand- horsed- engine
Straight ahead to the wall
In my thoughts at night, I’m talking to this boy
Don’t you hide away, and surf this wave you’re on
Find your way around, don’t get lost between the trees
Keep on wandering, get up off, of your knees
Stick up that finger
Take me where you go
Destination anywhere
I’m sure we wouldn’t mind
But now it all seems like racing around
It all feels just like a train on the run
You’re trying all the handles
But the breaks aren’t found
A thousand- horsed- engine
Straight ahead to the wall
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10. |
Turning tide
03:23
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Turning Tide
Make it up to… me
before you lay your head to rest and dream
Hush now baby…. and whisper in my ear
The words I long to hear.
You and I were on a wave,
Before the tide was turning
The endless ocean talked to me
And all the days were turning blue
- - Riff - -
Take me to that…place
where I might find you, we may dance through the night
Making love under… the stars,
the wind may play some tunes and…
May we talk without a sound,
May we write this fragile song
Picked it up between the clouds
Tuning in on higher… grounds
- - Riff - -
Make it up to… me.
before I find you… before you’re gone away
You may say I’m living…
In a fantasy, a dream that won’t come true.
You and I were on a trip,
But the feeling lost it’s grip
Turning tide our love unwind
No more flowers growing wild
Picked it up up between the clouds
Turning in on higher ground
The endless ocean talked to me
And all the days were turning green
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11. |
Twittered
02:55
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Twittered
Just like a time bomb ticking
In a stolen suitcase underground
Just like a poisoned mind...
Lipstick-faced digging trenches around
I can do it baby...
This Nation will rise again
You’ll use your mind, right?
You’ll choose what’s right, right?
You won’t believe the hype right?
Got your mind on your chat, got a nation to lose
Got a cracked up face, and your lies on the loose
Cry out your poisoned words
In your pumped- up- fucked up- bubbled- media
Don’t think twice right.
The mindless masses will believe yer hype
I won’t change it folks...
The way we did it, we way we’ll do it now.
Shout it... shout it
Split up this cranked society
Don’t think twice right
Shotgunned words from your rounded hips
I won’t change a bit
The money, the profits are too high.
You’ll use your mind, right?
You’ll choose what’s right, right?
You won’t believe the hype right?
Got a mind of a goose, got a nation to lose
Got a cracked up face, and your lies on the loose
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12. |
Better use
03:47
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Better use
Walking down on a summer’s dream
Follow the steps that will take you down
To the river you that washes your soul
And being cleansed by a baptist’s hand
Stop now baby, please don’t fight it
Crash, boom smash it all against the wall
Release your anger, being young
Get your kicks and fight it all
May be I’ll find just a way to say
I never ment it all that way
Looking back to the days I’m being confused
And I’ll promise that I’ll be of a better use
Try not to judge me in a day
Look at me from the inside and make your pray
Life’s too precious just to throw away
Now run with the lions into the day
Flying up in a winter’s night
Just follow the stars that will take you up
To your dreams you had as a child
And being warmed by the fire at home
Stop now baby, please don’t fight it
Crash, boom smash it all against the wall
Release your anger, being young
Get your kicks and fight it all
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