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Leaving The City
08:13
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Leaving The City
Me laying in my bed, sunrays through the windows
All I hear is the sound of the doves, cooing in the streets.
… cooing in my street
A lighthearted morning. What would it bring, what would it bring?
One long easy day. Where a sunny wind blows.
Pre-chorus: Where am I, where am I – at??!
Refrain I was defined in these streets, that’s what it keeps, what it keeps, what it keeps…
The sofa I’m sittin’ on, ready for it’s departure
Out of the sudden: my awake between these things
Homesickness wanderlust, oh would you resolve my itchy feet.
Something has been revealed, never been there before
Pre-chorus: Where am I, where am I – at??!
Refrain I was defined in these streets, that’s what it keeps, what it keeps, what it keeps.
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2. |
Labyrinth
06:49
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Idea Of A Labyrinth
I
All fear and constraint is just a long, vast shadow of the past.
It’s a shorter way to long terms.
People filled with doubts, impatience - so unsecure. Come on,
depose it in my soul safe. There’s such a huge space . Thanks to you and me!
Sometimes the beast gets us, out of the deep blackness.
Coldness in grey rooms catches you, where all of your warmth is.
The world contracts around you, swallows you and your labyrinth.
Run through the hallways, if you’re lucky you’ll find the light switch?!
II
Resembles a brain, where most of the trial and error games take place.
So much fired into this (empty) world.
Stream of light and dirt searches his comfortable bed. Lay down your head.
“Where is your goal at?” our cavern echoes back, strays in the absence of sun.
Sometimes the beast gets us, out of the deep blackness.
Coldness in grey rooms catches you, where all of your warmth is.
The world contracts around you, swallows you and your labyrinth.
Run through the hallways, if you’re lucky you’ll find the light switch?!
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3. |
Act Of Balance
06:03
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Act Of Balance
I
Two on the rope, dancin’ above the abyss of love.
Envision how deep the fall might be.
Holding their hands, start to understand what’s all within
Trying to find balance again, the balance twice.
In such a love hotel
Two lost souls swell
Searching for themselves
In such a love hotel
II
Wish I could, how I wish your eyes in mine.
Reflected lies, all these words left behind.
Back up, back up. I’m breathing. In and out.
Crystal clear, now it is balanced again.
In such a love hotel
Two lost souls swell
Searching for themselves
In such a love hotel
Is there a way out? It’s the way in. Is there a way out?
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4. |
Prism is a Dancer
05:38
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PRISM IS A DANCER
I’m a spy, I’m a spy, I’m a spy alright
Slippin’ through your digital mind
Gaining areas while your hearts bleed
So I could find everything I need
I wanna code, I wanna code
Want control, control even in remote
Your wishes (are) like an open book to me
But who turns the page(s), who’s in the game
Would you like to
Share your feelings with me? Trust me!
I’m not the CIA nor the N-S-A,
But the omnipresent octopus, hey!
Nothing is beyond my reach and from now on
The truth is related to my information
II
We are all in, all in all in place
Do you remember the Truman Case?
Everyone becomes part of the show
Our identities arranged in a row
01 01 01
This is how the war will be won
Always take the chances to choose
Rational volunteers not even used
Would you like to
Share your feelings with me? Trust me!
I’m not the CIA nor the N-S-A,
But the omnipresent octopus, hey!
Yes I could tell you everything, I say!,
but then you would have to be destroyed by me
This is how the war will be won
01 01 01
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5. |
Midwater
05:26
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Midwater
1
Uneasy waters stream back and forth
Rise up now, while the fading sun sets!
Migrating on a magnetic earth
In the meantime we’re keep rotating instead.
2
By night and day an undefined mass changes
Celebratin’ the art of adaption in different ways
Struggles in the middle of barren places
Waves from deep down under, indifferent waves
3
Flickering lights from here to there,
Far away from sunlight and oxygen
A race for survival: truth or dare?
4
The ocean hold it’s secrets, it’s beast’s and monsters
Beauties and mysteries all moving in their elegance
1000 meters under the sea and even yonder
Millions of Inhabitants carried truthfully with evidence.
Just watch them grow, just watch how they evolve!
Refrain
Midwater, the unknown author
Writing subtitles of your souls
Let me be your midnight spotter
Asking can a part contain the whole
Flickering lights from here to there,
Far away from sunlight and oxygen
A race for survival: truth or dare?
5
Uneasy waters stream back and forth
Rise up now, while the fading sun sets!
The ocean hold it’s secrets, it’s beast’s and monsters
1000 meters under the sea and even yonder
Midwater, the unknown author
Writing (the) subtitles of your souls
Let me be your midnight spotter
Asking can a part contain the whole
I’ll be your truant with a lighter
I’m gonna be your flood control
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6. |
Questions Never Asked
04:38
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Questions Never Asked
Postwar generation, uncoupled and emotionless.
Torn down walls and souls hung around, the spirits low.
An unwanted human being struggled for life from the very beginning.
Out of the ruins of this city, first survivor of the peace.
Carried all the heavy weight, on his thin and small shoulders.
Had to change his last name, a bastard’s fate to be sealed.
Angry words are my only weapons. And now I am shooting…
A policeman became a criminal, went to jail.
My father the jester of answers, et cetera.
A deep felt desire to make a living, cutting people’s hair.
Common dress code and common sense burnt down this arty streak.
The iron tool in his hands changed a several times.
Are you the good cop or the bad cop, on which side do you wanna stay?
One night suddenly turned all around, the future for years delayed.
The young man as a delinquent, as a shadow of his own.
Angry words are my only weapons. And now I am shooting…
A policeman became a criminal, went to jail.
My father the jester of answers, et cetera.
..do you know how spooky personal history could be? Just ask me. Ask me.
Questions never asked without regrets. Don’t you know a why is left?
Every now and then, I tried to end all these words, you’d never began.
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7. |
The Science of Sleep
05:41
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The Science of Sleep
1
Wailing on a sleepless night on needles and pins
Chilly hands and blurry sight, throbbing within
30 minutes still to go, throat's feeling ill
Anchorman's voice says: Just swallow the pill
Don't turn your head to the forks in the road
Memory, sometimes too heavy a load
Enter the science of sleep
but don't dive too deep
2
Father, don’t you reckon me to be a thankless man
Birth, it is a gift and not an obligation
Mary of the warriors, please forgive me my plans
The routes of our journey are the lines in your hands
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3
Seven minutes still to go, the throbbing degrades
Retina’s flashlights like silent grenades
Morpheus is rising up, his troops are deployed
Anchorman’s voice merges into the void
Don't turn your head to the forks in the road
Memory, sometimes too heavy a load
Enter the science of sleep
Be careful and don't dive too deep
You might find what you need
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