Songs:
Floating Sometimes I feel like a motherless breeze -a daffodil seed -a balloon without ground -a symphony sound a long way from home Visions Sometimes I look like a flower in the rain - an idea without aim -a letter in the wind -a saint who has sinned A long way from life Dreaming Sometimes I dream of a doublefaced moon -of a life behind stars -of voices as bars A long way from love a long way from home |
There was a palmist laying cards upon the air and then a storm breathed deep and blew them out nowhere A box was spilling emptiness around the heated room A lamp was shining blue and dim and throwing round ist gloom Some things are leaving and some others, they must stay How can you know what's going to happen today Some folks must be here and some others got to go You never know .... You think you found someone and the next day he'll be gone and then again you start to run and feel alone Nothing's gonna work out well if you need somebody else Some might be alright, but some should go to hell. Some folks are leaving and some folks must stay How can you know what will happen today? Some got to be here, and some others got to go You never know ... Some kids are born into a world of joy and wealth and there are others who lack toys, and even health How can you tell them why they don't have what they need and others die because they have too much to eat Some folks got all the luck and some folks never live and fortune scatters seeds, it doesn't plan to give. it's up to fate what kind of ground you fell upon, if your hands clutch dirt or love or a silver spoon, II: if you lost or won There was a war in a country not so far and the people, they were scared of this ugly, dirty war Some of them were dying, and some others, they were saved and for some there was a future and for some there was just hate Some folks are leaving and some folks must stay How can you know what's going to happen the next day? Some got to be there and some others got to go You never know ..... |
When you think there's someone who turns dirt into gold When you think he's able to make youth out of mould You'd better watch your feelings he will maybe want to share Starlight clone can't be his real shape, and he might not really care and then there's no-one, no-one there - no-one at all If he fails there is no-one, there may be no-one, maybe there's no-one that you can lean on when you fall There's maybe no-one, he may be no-one, there ain't just noone that you can lean on - at all If you believe in someone all dressed up like a king If you're dazzled by his wit, & admire his diamond ring He could turn invisible when he ain't got nothing to wear And his colors melt in daylight, it's good if you don't really care Cause He will be no more there -it's really no-one there - no-one at all In his robe is maybe no-one, there may be no-one, in there is no-one that you can lean on when you fall There's maybe no-one, he may be no-one, there ain't just noone that you can lean on - at all When I met him first time I thought I found it all And he promised he would come whenever I would call Sounded good, but he didn't mean it, like all the big talkers everywhere I'm a woman, I can feel it that he doesn't really care And he was just another no-one I couln't lean on, when I fall - he was Ijust another no-one I couln't lean on - at all |
To be - or not to be?
What is it all about Nuclear warheads Who's evil? And who is a sorehead? It's not about black, or red, or yellow It's about people, they want peace So many faces in my mind, so many actions, too They speak of colors, but the're blind, it can't be really true What is it all about Nuclear warheads Who's evil? And who is a sorehead? It's not about black, or red, or yellow It's about people, they want peace The world it only seems a mess, I'm scared of what I see Today we raise tomorrow's choices - to be, or not to be? What is it all about Nuclear warheads To threaten political soreheads? It can't be all black, or white, or grey Or maybe important, anyway The answer isn't hope or love, maybe not even peace It isn't carried by a dove, not whispered through the trees What is it all about |
When I hear Ihe sound of the falling rain Glimpse erratic drops on my windowpane Deep in their little light I see No peace of mind is inside me I want to lie down and take rest I wish there was a place to hide Why can't there be some fog around me I want to lie down I want to lie down on a misty meadow and take some rest When I find you standing at my door When I know what you're waiting for I feel somehow you're never free & I need time to be with me I want to lie down, take my time - I wish there was a place to hide Why can't there be some fog around me I want to lie down I want to lie down on a misty meadow and take some rest I want to lie down take some rest I want to lie down out of sight I want to lie down, take my time - I want to take my time to live I want to take my time to love I want to take my time to think I want to lie down I want to lie down on a misty meadow and take some rest |