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Victoria
Hey, Victoria – it's been so many years since I have met your southern soul
I will always remember your lovely taste of orange,
blue skies, sunflowers and this warm summer rain
I still have that old picture – the one you gave to everyone
Oh, Victoria , can you hear me now ?
Oh, Victoria , can you hear me now ?
I know this red earth has told you bedtime stories
I know this red earth should have been your future
Sleeping next to a stranger – endless bad dreams
You always would have tried to hide the pearls of your soul
You look so sad, sad and alone
You look so lost, but full of youth
When the light gets dim I ask myself why you didn't go away
Seems like you didn't ask when you had so many questions
Now I sit on this train, watch these endless tracks
The one that could have taken you far, far away
You could have called on me, you could have told me
What was so wrong, when I needed you here with me
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Happy End
We spent the last summer
On the roof of my green house
Where I used to live with a guitar and a curse
You were the candle
the light in my cave
I was close, could crawl upstairs
Now you listen to the clouds alone
Laying on your bed in your red highrise
I keep sitting on this old roof
And thinking about – a happy end...
This is the last picture
of me and my dad
We spent our last summer at the beach
We were as close
as we could be
We talked like we never talked before
He lived in a world nobody was allowed to know
I shouldn`t have trusted my stupid pride
So many wrong words to tell the truth
I was thinking about – a happy end...
I spent the last week
with myself and my dignity
Fallen angels talked to me all night
Your shoulders, your eyelash and your beautiful mouth
Your make-up, your fingernails, everything was a lie
Some good things die in a moment of truth
I will never be – a happy end...
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Theo And Anna
Theo and Anna - in the summer wind
Sister and brother back in 1942
Theo played football for the local team
10 and 12 years old, too young to be guilty of anything
Where were you ? Where were you ? Where were you ? You ?
Theo and Anna – swimming in the woods
Theo was a dreamer – She had ribbons in her black hair
Both already had blisters on their Sintipeople soul
And I'm sure Theo heard the shadows falling
Where were you ? Where were you ? Where were you ? You ?
Early morning in '43 a train took them away
4 days journey to the gates of hell
April '44 they died
At the devils garden in the east
There are 18 stones walking into this hill
This is your family, these are your friends
Theo and Anna – in the summer wind
Theo and Anna – with the summer wind
Again, again, again
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I'm Holding You
I know that you have cried again – I can see it in your eyes
There are so many reasons we even forget the reasons why
Sometimes I can't recognize myself, so many times I can't sleep
Maybe a place to stay, a house full of love is all that we need
There were days when I could feel you right underneath my skin
Now I'm laying awake in this sorry shape I'm in.
But I'm holding you – even if the world breaks apart
And I'm holding you
There are times that I've been wounded and times I've done wrong
We don't know where we're going but we know where we came from
I found old letters, the silver earring and suddenly
I see those broken wind chimes, with my
heart full of rain – can you heal it, can you still heal it ?
When I'm laying here I'm thinking about all the little secrets between us now
But I'm not ready to give up on you – I will try to make you happy somehow.
There were days when I could feel you right underneath my skin
Now I'm laying awake in this sorry shape I'm in.
Even if the world breaks apart, even though the world breaks apart...
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Goodbye Paris
I step outside the house
Into a fresh winter night
Feeling so much fear
Not even hope inside
Would like to change my name
except my last
You have no right to call out
my real name
Goodbye Paris
You never knew my blood
Goodbye Paris
You never knew my dreams
One more night like this
And my pain feels lighter
There was a hand full of love
I`m not a real tough fighter
The pictures I hid in my wallet
Don`t speak to me anymore
Hearts were hanging
Hanging on a tree of happiness
Some were breaking
Breaking so soon
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Light The Place of Darkness
Do you know the name of your neighbour ?
Do you know about his heart of stone ?
Is it your heart that whispers „faith“ ?
It takes more than that to change the world
So follow me down this path
Something is waiting for us at midnight
We will light this place of darkness
Cry to be heard, cry to be loved
And we will find some love in this place of darkness
Where nobody knows a better word for fear
Sometimes it feels like I can hear each soul crying
Sometimes my mind is spinning like a wheel
I want to hold you so close that it hurts
Can you feel the lighthouse of love in my heart
It shines high above all the oceans
Such a bright light into night
Love
Love
Love
We will light this place of darkness
Cry to be heard, cry to be loved
And we will find some love in this place of darkness
Where nobody knows a better word for fear
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This Is Home
This is the place where we live
This is the daily alarmclock ring
This is the scar that never healed
This is my favourite football team
This is my family on a day in June
These are the memories that won't fade away
This is a boy I knew once, long ago
Here is what I am today
This is home, This is home. Right here, right now
This is the yard where I took my first beating
Just a slap in the face but I took it well
Hated the guy for another year
Till he became what he is now, my friend
This is the river where we spend the summers
This is where we hid when it rained
And the chain you gave to me that night
I still keep it close to my heart
These days feel so unsafe
like they have never felt before
But a hand full of snow won`t hurt me anymore
Now, even in darkest night I can close my eyes and I see
your light.
I get a sense of belonging I've never had before
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What Do You Need To Be Happy ?
I put all my love in a suitcase
And travelled through the world
Trying to find something that is bigger than love
And now I stand here on this bright morning
The room is full of you and the grace of God
How could I have known that it all was so close ?
What do you need to be happy ?
What do you need to hold on ?
Is it something that is deeper than what's in your heart
How can I save you from all these dark streets ?
How can I save you from all harm ?
Even if I try my best the world takes care of you
Now you're holding my hand along this small street
Soon you will walk alone
Today I will comfort you when something hurts deep in the night
One day you will comfort me to keep holding on
What is waiting behind those bright lights ?
Are you sure you want to go that way ?
I hope I taught you well enough to be yourself and to stay alive.
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A Song Like A Torch
You sit on the couch
Your legs always crossed
Sometimes your silence hurts
Cuts right through my skin
You tell me that you are tired of something - I`m tired of all this waiting and these phone calls
There is so much blood on the screen
I can feel the fear
There is so much hate in the hearts, so many broken dreams
I`m so helpless – tell me what to do
I want to write a song
A song like a torch
I want to write a song like a fire
You wear your silver heart – around your beautiful neck
It carries your innocence
It carries your little hopes
Do you still have faith ? Do you still feel love ?
But most things are meaningless
You waste your time and money, I`m sure
You read magazines, you listen to the news – but this doesn`t mean you are safe
This doesn`t mean you are happy
That gives you shelter when the wave is coming
That wakes us up to change our little world
That fills your silent eyes with hope
Maybe I don`t know how it goes
Sometimes I`m so confused
Confused by all these memories
they keep haunting me and they keep me warm in the rain
Tell me where I`m from and keep me safe from drifting away
Now I sit at the table
The kids are already in bed
There is something that I wanted to say
whatever makes you weary, whatever itches in your heart
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I Feel Good
Lottery slips without a win
Empty bottles, empty hearts
An old tattoo with the wrong name
And a soul shot, covered in stains
There is always a reason to get drunk
You know how much you mean to me ?
I kiss your picture on my mobile phone
The one where you were wearing a hat
And I feel good, I`m alright, I feel good – most of the time
The bank keeps sending letters
- credit offers more and more
Our little life, so fragile
– every breath may be a gift
Sometimes a car is the best place
In this whole damn world
Or dancing with my dad in our old living room
When I was eight years old
What is a room without light ?
What is a flower without a scent ?
What is a kiss without love ?
What is a child without a laugh ?
What makes love so strong ?
What makes the pain so intense ?
What makes a heart so cruel ?
I want to find it out, I want to find it out
There is a sadness in your eyes
There is a thorn stuck there for so long
And I know
I know who is to blame for that
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Goodnight, My Little Angel
Goodnight, goodnight my little angel
It`s time to close your eyes
Goodnight, goodnight my little angel
Tomorrow will bring a new sunrise
I would love to be there when you need someone to talk to
When you need another pirate for your boat
Goodnight, goodnight my little angel
Sometimes this world can make you cry
Goodnight, goodnight my little angel
People can be so mean and you don`t know why
I will promise anything
I will defend your dreams and thoughts
I would like to walk on your rainbow
Goodnight, goodnight my little angel
Soon I will be back home
Goodnight, goodnight my little angel
It is time to close your eyes
Goodnight, goodnight my little angel
Tomorrow brings a new sunrise
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Pilot
She doesn`t dream anymore
She watches dvd`s instead
She doesn`t scream or cry
She does home shopping instead
No messages in the night
She listens to Ryan Adams instead
Valentine’s Day just said goodbye
She should find the time to call her mother instead
She wakes up late in the morning
With nothing left but a dry mouth
Wishes to be a pilot
And fly to Mexico
Won`t you come with me
Won’t you come with me
She learns to speak Spanish now
I watch Almodovar instead
She loved to eat italian food
Now she only eats frozen pizza
She feels cold and bored
Maybe she should call the police instead
No cure for broken hearts
She should maybe call her mother now
No little notes when she comes back home
That say „I love you“, or „Your sister called at
noon“
Paint your fingernails, but for who ?
Feels like she has not gone out dancing for years
She doesn’t lie anymore
She sees the priest instead
She doesn’t touch sunflowers
She wears shades instead
I don’t call her anymore
I kiss the night instead
I have never been to London
I drive back to Amsterdam
I had a dream last night
In a film called „Pilot“
I glided through Hollywood
And jumped on a trampoline for hours
Until Julia Roberts came by just to save me
She looked me in the eyes and said...
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Queen on the Hill
She lives in a house on the hill
Got satin sheets and Mr. Teddy sleeps with her
Oh, if she could know how much I love her...
I`d love to kiss her toes and touch her lovely hands
When her heart is weak she lays in bed, crying and staring at Johnny
Depp who watches from the wall
Once early in the morning, I woke up to watch her eyes – heard
the trains horn through the open window- started to cry.
She is the queen of hope
She is a queen of tears
She is my queen on the hill
She is the sun that watches me
Her walls are full of life
She is my queen on the hill
Sometimes we sit on the balcony, drinking red wine and waiting until
the town sleeps and then signal with a torch into the night
Once we saw a supernova, I bought a Bernard Fowler record and she
found a job in a jeans store, downtown
Then I took her to my secret place
And told her all about my nightmares – the long runs and cold
hearts
She smiled and laughed and said:“It is time to go“ –
Well, it is time to go.
A dream might be easy, when you wake up before the end
But nightmares during the day can take everything away
There are no clocks in her flat
She lives in the time of love
I will walk on the rooftop,
Lighting fires, showing, telling everybody that here lives my
Queen of hope
Queen of tears
My Queen on the hill
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Ghosts
They met in early summer
Tried to feel the wind and let their hearts glow
Once they danced on backstreets until dawn
Made plans, made love - where the river flowed
He lived in the projects
Had railroad boots and jailhouse tatoos
Sometimes she smelled like a prostitute
she judged men by their shoes
There’s a wind coming up
Whistling the song of loss and despair
You`ve got nothing to lose
Except ghosts, ghosts, ghosts
She had a little daughter and a little money
He had a big heart and stories to tell
They were so sick of compromises
The ones that always lead right into hell
She said,“ have you ever been happy ?
Or doesn’t that make any sense to you ?“
He said,“ you and some good hope
Will always paint my skies blue.“
She says:“I’ve seen enough of the darkness
It is time to bring the harvest in.“
He knew a quiet place to make the promise
They swore to keep it until the end.
They broke up in early winter
Snow and wind froze their hearts
Their promise was too fresh and fragile
It came down like a house of cards
Her ex-husband came back to stay
She made the decision for her little child
He didn’t have enough courage to move away
Sometimes you can meet him where the river is wild
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Song For This Girl
They sit in the kitchen nobody says a thing
They've both lost all sweet words.
There’s a cake on the table, coffee in their mugs
But not a drop of love in the air
You‘ve got shadows under your eyes from crying yourself to sleep
I remember when you used to smile
I’m gonna take you away
Gonna take you away, take you away from there
I’m gonna take you away,
Gonna take you away, take you away tonight
I can imagine you dancin‘ – alone in the living room
Songs from the eighties, songs about love
You say he is not Mister Right, sometimes you‘ve got to take
what you get
It’s better than sleeping alone – but in the end we all
sleep alone
You can’t look me in the eye, you start to smile
You start to smile - why do you smile ?
Now it is almost Christmas, you‘ve decorated some rooms
A yellow star is blinking in an unsafe night
Sayin‘ here is love, here is a home
Somebody is living in here
Once you had dreams, now you‘ve got so many bills
You‘re afraid to quit your job, you’re afraid to tell
the truth
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Sing A Song
She doesn’t kiss me anymore
Instead she heals my wounds
I had the idea to change my name, my face, my life,
only to feel myself alive
I know I’m not the only one
I know I’m not the only one
I can sing a song about honesty, insanity and gravity
She comes up to my little red tower –
Wears blue jeans and tight shirts
She whispers „I didn’t mean this –
I used to be so honest”
Time is ticking away
Our time is ticking away
I will stop the hand
I’ve got enough grey hair, still…..
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More
I’m out on the porch with you
We`ve got this night to keep our promise
It’s been a long time since I`ve talked like this
And it’s been a long time since you’ve put so much make-up
on
Once you wore my earing on your ring finger
Faces were golden, hands were clean and eyes were pure as water
It’s got to be more than flesh and bone
It’s got to be more than long distance calls
It’s got to be more than your best love song
It’s got to be more, it’s got to be more
Each of us has their own secret world
And no one can climb up to the top
She doesn’t wake up with a smile on her face
And she doesn’t play our favourite song
You will get used, you will get used to everything
Even if it hurts so deep in your heart
Once we spent some time on Coney Island
And a guy told us stories about the great big world
I had my world right next to me – and I kissed her
I knew it would be hard for the world to get better than those days
A friend of mine lived in Paris at this time
You and I sat in a café next to the Bastille
I try to make it real I still try to find the truth
I remember golden faces, real hands and eyes pure as water
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The Last Step
It’s a two room apartment on the edge of town
The room is filled with dirty laundry, old records and faded dreams
She sits on the edge of the bed – she’s feeding him
Cause he’s too skinny and weak
She brought him home to say goodbye
Away from those white, lonely, clean rooms
Where you can’t rest in peace
His body is just a battlefield
But his soul still glows so bright when he sees her eyes
And he loves her so
And he loves her so.
He had her picture on his chest
Everytime she was not there
And she loves him so
And she loves him so
There’s no stronger power in the world
And she loves him so.
She plays his favourite song and lays beside him
He looks in her eyes and tries to reach her face
Thinks back to the day they met, was a summer day in june
And now after all this hell he believes in them more than
Time can tell
There’s nothing more than love if it gets to an end
And love is here to stay – forever and a day.
She whispers:“ I need you here with me
Cause the world’s so cold without you.
I can’t see the sky and my clouds are black“
And he answers:“ Darling, I hope, I will be waiting there“
Now the dawn is breaking, the room is cold
He breathes hard and loud and she plays his song again
They don’t talk they just lay next to another –
Closer and closer and they’ll be strong to go the last step
together.
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Again
I woke up – outside it`s still cold
Dreamed a dream that has been here for weeks
A postcard from Africa
And tears on the stairs of their house
A little cat was crossing my path
I remembered the story of the man
Your little hands, your broken lips
All this seems so far away
In summer they celebrate under the trees
holy speeches between benches and chairs
I can see you – with your red smile
The sun will be my friend
when I pack my bags to head north
„Don`t forget this book and these songs –
just think of your family“
I still see the morning light
Too shy to enter our room
All the things we`d promised again
Who took them all away ?
And in summer they will celebrate under the trees
Holy speeches between benches and chairs
I will never see you
I will never see you
Again
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Nothing Better Than
I was born in 1972
My father died on a September morning when I was nine years old
I walked through those days so sad and confused
Football was the only place I called home
Didn`t care about school
Didn`t care about all the good advice
My friends and I were the most important part of town
Nothing was better than 1985
Didn`t know we were innocent and cruel
Nothing was better than 1985
Learned so much about a smile and a hit, promises and lies
Bought my first record in a store that is a Pharmacy now
Paul Young – loved his hair and his voice
Started to spray my hair, started to argue with my mum -
Saw her crying, so many sad nights
See myself on my bed, headphones on and lights turned off
Wanted to be someone
Wanted to fall in love with the girl from the neighbourhood
Nothing was better than 1988
Listened to Springsteen songs on the bus back home
Nothing was better than 1988
Being pinball hero`s with small-town hearts
We walked where the streets have no name
We were welcomed to the jungle,
I remember I was alive and kicking
Driving motorcycles, leather jackets and railroad boots
didn`t know where she would take me and what we would do...
Sometimes those days seem so far away
Sometimes I see my mother sitting in the kitchen crying –
then I see myself walking away
Nothing was better than 1989
Nothing better than being in a rock`n`roll band
Nothing was better than 1989
School was almost over
Nothing was better than 1989
Couldn`t get rid of Madonna from my dreams
Nothing was better than 1989
Can´t forget the pictures on the TV set on a november night
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Happy man
It's seven o'clock in the morning
I come back home from a working night
And I open the door, drink a glass of water, take off my clothes
Lay myself beside her
And she’s left the little lights on - so she won't feel too
lonely
I kiss her and I hold her tight
And she tells me about her dreams
Oh, oh, it seems like I'm a happy man
Don't walk away from me
Because I know that something hurts
We watch pictures of foreign countries
And in the mail there're always bills to pay
We go to work each day, these days leave you tired
So you can't change the world
I know I ain't ever satisfied while so many people are out of work
And I’ve got you and I believe in love
Now for years our bags are packed
I know that I'm a coward
Maybe it's a question of time
Life's a roller coaster
And you’ve got to find your own route
So mark my words we're gonna leave this town
Make all the promises come true
The days are getting longer and we're stronger
Someday someone will send a bill to me
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Geena
Once we were lovers
Shone like a stone in the rain
Two kids for the long road
But all the promises were in vain
All our glasses were filled with fears
And some of our clubs closed down
Oh, Geena
Where are you going
Oh, Geena
I search for you at old bars
I search for you in my old dreams
The days - we called them liars
I still chase the same old ghosts
You were my saturday night
The angel with diamond eyes
Seems like there's no escape from you
And these memories can be so strong
Nobody knows better places anymore
Remember when we celebrated your 18th
Birthday at the shore
I read your last letter with the dried rose in between
You've worn the tightest jeans that this ol' town
Had ever seen
Now in comes an old wind
I think once I called him friend
If I'm alone I talk to myself
Wrote a letter that I wanna send
But I couldn't sign it - not now
There's still so much I'd have to say
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Marlena's song
She does the dishes late in the night
And she watches the talk-shows
When she comes back home in the afternoon
I see her shopping sometimes on saturday mornings
And I saw her talkin' to the kids around the corner on the street
When she passes by she talks about the money
That doesn't come around here so much anymore
She says she's planning her own revolution
And I could join her if I know the password
And there's a yellow moon rising
Over this town, over this town
And there's a yellow moon rising
Over this town where nothing moves but the wind
Nobody knows where she's from or where she's going to
And she talks to me so loud when I buy my stuff at the market place
Once I heard her singing in her kitchen,
I guess it was a Suzanne Vega song
Two years ago she wrote a postcard from France
One night I saw her tip-toeing over the roofs
I guess this was her revolution
I never saw her again
Maybe she lives on Mars
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Make it better
The night comes over this old town
And nobody seems to dream alright
And the workers still live in their own world
And the rich celebrate on the hill
My dad's working hands hit against my face
And my mom try to stop our fight
Now I'm on the street and I walk with my buddy
Along that snowy way.
Remember the sad night when my dad killed those bottles of beer again
His breath was stinky and he told me: "Sit down, have a talk!"
And he said:
"Make it better, boy - better than your old man
Maybe there's nothing more that I can say
Make it better, boy - better than your old man
I waited too long for my pay day"
I always was that kind of dreamer
Who never had time for school
And the winters were long and sometimes I wanted to die
But in summer we caught all the stars
And Jenny and I - we had those crazy nights
Down by the football field
Sometimes my hope, courage and rock
Raised above all these badlands
I walked these streets home thousands of times
And sometimes it seems like I'm sick of it
My dad never had the chance to be free
Now he's stranded on his island in Hell
"Make it better, boy - better than your old man
Maybe there's nothing more that I can say
Make it better, boy - better than your old man
And find a warmer place to sleep"
And now about twelve years have gone by
My dad died because of his work
So many times I needed him to talk
Some nights I drive down to his grave
Ask him what I should do
And he says:
"Make it better, boy - better than all these losers
I waited too long for my pay day
Make it better, boy - better than your old man
I waited too long for my pay day"
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Someday
Someday all the bills will be payed
Someday all the work will be done
Someday I'll stop drinking and find the time to listen
Someday we will watch Titanic
Someday we will see the man in the moon
Someday I'll keep my promises and we will move to another town
There're still some things to buy
There're still some calls to make
There's still some good show on the TV-set
It's just time that I can't take
Someday all the jeans will be worn out
Someday all the clothes will be dry
Someday your teeth will be gold and strong and we
Will take a trip to Mars
Someday I will kiss you longer
Someday we will make love all night long
Someday I'll look into your eyes and touch your cheeks
Someday I will write that letter to you
Someday I will burn those goddam magazines
Someday I will be happy again, and by the way
Are you happy????
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With the wind in your
hair
He takes his jacket and runs into the night
Watching supernovas until the end of time
Monday to friday he's a face in the crowd
He wants to stop it - he wants to scream it out loud
He walks these streets of desperate tears
Where people walk softly ‘cause every step brings so many fears
"Tear down these walls" - he ain't got a clue now
"The times are gonna change" - he doesn't know how
With the wind in your hair
With the sky in your eyes
Learning “No surrender”
And trying to kill all their lies
He sits in his car observing people in the street
Kids wearing blown-up pants and stones on their feet
Telephones beeping - everything's so loud
Man, I still don't need a mobile phone, makes me kind of proud
People say: "Come along with us - we can build the future
We know where love is and how it has to feel"
He turns away - it's so hard to be real
At home he takes his guitar and writes about what he feels
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Other streets
Well, we lived all around the outskirts
Where no city-guys came over
We waisted our time at the football field
Till the evening just came over
And I loved a girl from downtown
She had beautiful eyes to see
She dumped me on a rainy day
She wanted a good, rich guy - not me
I belong to other streets
And she smiled at me - maybe I was a fool
Well, I don't care about it now
I never met her again
I hope she found her luck somehow
And our neighbours had some big dogs
That barked all goddam day
I found a band when I got older
I had so much to say
And I learned my songs
And we played for the door
Sometimes we played for free
I met another girl
It was a wet, wet night under the tree
We belonged to other street
And _ that night I scratched our initials on that tree
I wrote poems and sad, sad songs
She was the first big love for me
I passed my old school had a tear in my eye
Don't know where all the heroes have gone
I listen to these songs
They're all fathers and grand-fathers now
Just put the sun up on my bed
And we'll make it somehow
Well, friends they come and people go
A buddy's like your family
We've seen many movie-stars
But here's the reality
And I ain't a wise man
I'm just a hungry guy
And when I see the new dance coming
I know that I won't try
'Cause I lost my soul in a four-chord song
And I'm sure it will always be
And when I see all the fashion faces
This means _ shit to me
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Same moon
Take a look outside - it's a wet November night
I’ve already got Christmas candle light
And I’ve got some loose change - French money left
From my last trip
A french dictionary's next to me
And the picture where the flash turned our eyes to red
I take a look outside the window and I see the foggy moon
And I say to myself
It's the same moon over Toulouse
My clock will wake me up at five tomorrow morning
But I don't really care
I hear the new Tom Petty tape - says it's time to move on wildflower
I'm a fool - I watched the birds fly south but my wings were broken
But I’ve got you and you’ve got me
And God's light shines on our side
Maybe
Last night I dreamt I'd married you
And we had our honeymoon on the Moon
We moved from crater to crater
And we made a road movie with the moon car
I told you bedtime stories till you slept in my arms
And I cooked my best moon pasta for you
So close your eyes and come along with me
This is a goodnight song for you
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Shoestore lady
I fell in love with a shoestore lady
I fell in love with her high-heels
I fell in love with a shoestore lady
I fell in love with her high-heels
She doesn't need a leopard-skin pillbox-hat
No sweet perfume
It's not the make-up that let her eyes shine
It's the high-heels of the shoestore lady
These high-heels, yeah...
I bring her flowers everyday I pay the cutest compliments
But she doesn't want me - she walks away
She walks away, the shoestore lady
She walks away with her high-heels
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I believe in us
It's getting colder day by day
Winter is calling my blues and I'm here without you
And your voice on the phone put summer in my heart
I drive through the town on a lonely saturday night
And there're couples, joeys, strangers and me
Watching the moon and waiting for better days
I need a remote to fast-forward the world
Or rewind to the summer days with you
My poems sound better when it's cold outside
And I tell myself again and again that
I believe in us
Wherever we go, wherever we go
We'll set the flag of fortune
I believe in us
I live for you and you live for me
And we set the flag of fortune
Drive-ins, movie-theaters, strip-bars and gas-stations
I hit the gas to escape from this place
I'd like to take this little, shiny star on the left side of the Moon
We would live there and we would deal our dreams with the people on
Mars
I'm sick of these little tragedies that fight in this sad, sad town
nd I'm sick of these grinnin' dudes who need dope and a wet, wet night
I need a remote...
Hey, there' s still some summer tan left
We had such a good time, but now we're back here again
And everything's still the same
The corner boys practising for the revolution
And my neighbour is still fighting against his stomach cancer
There must be a place for you and me
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Mystic Fields
Mystic Fields how you lay there with your wounds
All-over bandages now and I still talk, talk, talk
I don't know if you can hear me - the nurses say that you do
I hold your hand and I wait for you to wake up
Time can be a healer but time can be a murder and now
All that has happened kills something good in this world
Hey, Mystic, don't say goodbye
Hey, Mystic, fight for another sunshine
Hey, Mystic, oh, oh, oh, hey, Mystic
Just one week ago we’d moved to a new apartment
Everything was new and then it hits you like it never hit you before
There's no TV-show, no book to read, no money to buy, no teacher
That can tell you how to ease this pain
nd then you sit at this bed and ask yourself what have you done
That God wasn't watching?
Maybe you can ease this pain when it's worth it to do so
I guess the answer is love and hope
Now I watch you breathing the respirator does this for you
And I can see that your heart beats...
I kiss your cheeks, your forehead, it's all soft and warm
I know that you are still alive
I can feel there's still a candle burning in you
So set your heart on fire - I'm waiting here for you....
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What it means
She sleeps on the right side of the bed
She rinses the dishes twice
I don’t know what that means
I don’t know what that means
She doesn’t wear high heels
She says in this part of town it’s dangerous
I don’t know what that means
I don’t know what that means
Sometimes she talks while she’s sleeping
And I wake up and whisper a Gainesbourg song
She drinks beer like it’s afist aid kit
And uses fotoalbums like diaries
I don’t know what that means
I don’t know what that means
She doesn’t listen to details
but she cares about every little thing in the room
I don’t know what that means
I don’t know what that means
Sometimes she talks while she’s sleeping
And I wake up and whisper a Gainesbourg song
Love’s a warm place with her on my side
Her touch is a promise to be there when everybody else is gone
And I know what that means
I know what that means
My world’s not rushing when she comes in the room
Her laugh is a light to tell you’ re finally found home
And I know what that means
I really know what that means
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Fly
When she was born her parents called her Pretty Peggy
And in high school they called her Wild Jane
And when her wings were big enough she flew to the summer sun
She had her pockets full of dreams, she said: "So long, Wilston"
Fly away, dreamin' heart
Run down the deep valleys and try to feel the thrills
Fly away, dreamin' heart
Second chances can wait in heaven
She arrived in L.A. with her suitcase in her hand
And she found a bed to sleep and a bar to serve in Venice
very night she prayed to Lord: "Gimme fortune, hope and love"
Sometimes she heard a song on the radio - she turned it up well loud
- she sung
And after a time she was so down-hearted
‘Cause all her dreams dried in the Carlifornia sun
And a stranger showed her the magic of the deadly pills
And in her frustration she doped off all her pain
She doped off all her desperation
Well, she woke up in a stranger's bed - didn't feel like home
She got up, nobody was there - she wanted to be back home
She took her stuff, called her best friend in town to pick her up,
back home
So her best friend came around, Jane hopped in the car and they went
back
home
She packed her bags, took all the money, payed the rent - she wanted
to get out of here
On the same day she left the town of the angels
She took a Greyhound just somewhere straight north
And she sat at the Central Station San Francisco, there was a song
In the radio, someone turned it up well loud
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Summer Falls
I get up early in the morning - it's always the same
I'm so sick of being tired and this morning rain
And when I look outside the window I can't see the sun shine
I gotta go to a place where I can find _ peace of mine
So meet me down in Summer Falls
There are too many heroes around - you gotta learn to be your own
Sometimes seems like I can feel the world's pain, an' sometimes I'm
like a stone
My world was lost - I told myself I’d find it again
You gotta have all this insurance, but when you’ve lost your
dreams what
then??
I learned something from another time
I felt something for another scene
I changed something cause I was so wrong
And I kept a little piece of all of this inside of me
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Is this love?
I sit in this bar with this dancer called Mary we talk about the love
that we’ve got since last winter
And while we talk I play with a sticking gum under the table and I'm
sure she's thinking about a guy called Frank she knows from work
and I think I'm gonna quit if you can call this quitting
But we will meet again, again and again
Sometimes we argue and sometimes I find myself watching
Her face in the morning sun
Is this love, is this love that I'm feeling
Is this love, is this love that I'm feeling
She has these typical legs like all the ballet dancers have and her
skin feels like soft peaches
All the time she smokes like a chimney, she can't stop but she avoids
blowing it in my direction
And now I make my way home - the streets are full of hookers
And I can't avoid some kind of temptation
They offer good prices, good sex and good love...
When I was sixteen I listened to this song a thousand times
And I wore the jeans like the guy with the microphone
I copied some words of the song that he sung
And I placed them in a loveletter for that girl from school
She works at this pizza place and looks like Neneh Cherry - she
smiles when she walks across the room and you don't care about the
pizza
She likes to drink red, red wine and the music of Björk and smiles
like she still waits for a model contract
And if she's melancolic she comes to me
And we drink a bottle or two
We lay next to each other and watch videos of the eighties
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In Barcelona
Late at night in Barcelona I sat in a crowded bar
Drank a few glasses of wine, watched the people
Couldn't forget the man I met in the street last night
He stood at a corner in a little street with his guitar, played a
few
melodies
And he filled these little streets with so much heart and pain
That he still runs around my brain
And now I'm here at home a 1000 miles away from there but I hear his
song
His songs had no words, but this cup filled with passion and tears
And I want to talk about this melody and what it told me
Seems like there's a certain ghost who wants to talk through me
And now so long ago I'm closer to him than ever before
Who's gonna catch my broken dreams?
Who's gonna stands up when I'm down and out?
Is it you, is it you, is it you?
This world is full of tears - seems like I'm trapped again
Can't see a friendly face, no happy word - just my thoughts and me
Pens got black ink - looks like everybody's next to a grave
Ashtrays are full of memories that you can't recognize for smoke
Oh, I can see his face - closed eyes and now I'm here - feel the same
Where does this life go - have you got the map?
Who's guilty for all this mess didn't we believe in this before ?
My water is higher, my sun is colder and there’s no more wine
at home
My fire's still burning but I can't feel the heat
Oh, in Barcelona tears taste the same
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