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Shameshock
03:35
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I still remember the shameshock
I was on the run
I remember that shameshock
I don’t know how you felt
I’m standing next to you
I’m coming right to you
I remember that shameshock
I wasn’t ready or armed
I remember that shameshock
now the knot comes undone
Due to me, due to you
all around us are embarrassed too
Due to me, due to you
our lightning strikes us out of the blue
Due to me, due to you
we’re trying to burn down each others view
Due to me, due to you
only now taking a breathless look
I’m standing next to you
I’m coming right to you
Due to me, due to you
all around us are embarrassed too
Due to me, due to you
our lightning strikes us out of the blue
Due to me, due to you
we’re trying to burn down each others view
Due to me, due to you
only now taking a breathless look
Due to me, due to you
no one’s able to follow our dispute
Due to me, due to you
with eyes ablaze we call each other fools
Due to me, due to you
ungraciousness feeds our tension too
Due to me, due to you
that’s when I fell for you
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2. |
One After One
03:21
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Now what did you expect?
…all those dreams
running through your head…
while you push yourself through the rows
of a fast food chain
One after one
I expect more than that
Now what are you looking for?
… Possibilities lying in front of you…
While the choosing process takes its time, some of them disappear
forever
One after one
I expect more than that
I need more than that thought
“one after one”
Don’t want to be just gone
Mind and body stuffed with nothing but predictable popcorn
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3. |
Dying In Your Arms
03:37
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Captured - lying in your arms
Feeling we’re just the way we are
So amazing - we’re looking to the stars
Let me fall into - I’m dying in your arms
Meaning - sighing into your ears
Seeing - there seems to be no darkness
And if we try to find our ways,
We don’t need to swear, no promises
We just know what we want
We trust in ourselves
I’m dying in your arms
Loving - feeling in our hearts
It’s like in deep water -
breathing in our warmth
Rely on our thoughts
What we dream is what we are now
We know what we want
We trust in ourselves
I’m dying in your arms
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4. |
Hand Over Hand
03:48
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Wrapped shining paper around presents
Wrapped them around her heart
She’s packed in some nice greeting card
“With love …”
She started with letters before
She wouldn’t describe her as a go-getter,
more of a passive-social-mail kind
Hand over Hand cementing her friendships
Over the years - never face to face
All of her kin scattered to the four winds
She perceives all her efforts … dispensable
She’s not sure, if she would have changed any decisions, if she would have known before - she figures her choices were alright at that time
So she shift-worked until retirement
She’s finally got her time for retrospect
And wonders if that’s all there it is to achieve
Hand over Hand cementing her friendships
Over the years - never face to face
All of her kin scattered to the four winds
She perceives all her efforts … dispensable
Hand over Hand - tighten perspectives
Over the years - never reappraising
All her life seems now predetermined
She feels for all her choices … dissatisfied
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5. |
Kick It Off
03:18
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Put your layers off
Put them on the floor
Start to move again
Kick it off
Get back to the point
Without your coat
Here are some shoes
You might want to try to walk in
You want to get along
The journey, the reward,
And your nice tongue showing me
Another way of knowing
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6. |
Safety-Net-Libertine
03:48
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Hope nearly died,
But never really would in mind
It’s all but our own reliability
We often tend to trust
Appreciating, holding on to yourself
May therefore be
The only salvation that lasts,
It’s never to lose oneself
Reaching out and shaking hands
Day of easy living
Reaching out and shaking hands
Day of easy living
After all these years
Speaking of our fears
Letting them out
Letting them hit back
And dissolve into nothingness with ease
Because it’s allowed
You are my safety-net
I’m your libertine
Reaching out and shaking hands
Day of easy living
It seems it all boils down to this
One heart, one soul
Never to be alone
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7. |
Two Minutes
02:04
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I’m broke
I’m worried
I’m scared
I’m sorry
Slow retreat into a close corner
The loss of childhood dreams intentions to change, stiff as such not being able to reach
Existing because of everything of nothing
Trying to reach the in-between,
but I cannot grasp it
I’m broke
I’m worried
I’m scared
I’m sorry
Thought about, what I could be
It took me a long time to fetch a piece of paper, instead of doing what my heart told me
I let useless time pass by,
because it didn’t matter then,
what consequences ever
there may have been
Maybe this here cost 2 minutes of your life
Count on my honest part,
it’s all obvious anyway
So it’s time for me to pack it up
and send it on a journey
to a sunny place like Mali.
I’m straight
I’m worried
I’m scared
I’ll be OK
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8. |
Nose Of Leopoldsberg
04:06
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This is Susan with bread
It’s exactly as you said
It helps getting over this thing in my throat
That grappled itself onto my inner coat
This is Susan with bread,
That helped swallow it down, my friend
So glad you’re not angry anymore
But still I’m shocked how it all could go wrong
There is Michael sitting across the table
Latently angry about almost everything
A steady rock in between all those little flocks
Them thinking to be the storm itself that can bring you down
There floats Pachelbel across your wide car
Inducing the feel of being under the spell
of a waterfall
I’m sorting out things after the walk
On the nose of Leopoldsberg
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9. |
Mindflowers Are Bliss
03:35
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You fight and crusade sometimes
Against some beliefs, when they die,
you only feel empty without them
You just lost and try to find
Your way back home somehow
You’d have to be a real heroine with a sword
You prepare yourself to bend time and space
To your purposes and goals
Your face should reflect the truth, the love and goodness of heart
Mindpower’s a gift sometimes
But Mindflowers are bliss all right
You’d have to be a real heroine with a sword
You prepare yourself to bend time and space
To your purposes and goals
Your face should reflect the truth, the love and goodness of heart
You prepare yourself to bend time and space
To your purposes and goals
Your face should reflect the truth, the love and goodness of heart
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10. |
Rescue
04:14
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I’m one of those guys
with no memory for jokes
Nor am I a serious man
Smooth tension’s my friend
Come on, rescue me
Help me on the shore
I’ve got to dive right through whirling waves
But I can’t start holding my breath right now
Without letting go
Come on, rescue me
Come on and rescue me
Come on and rescue me
Help me on the shore
Come on, come on, come on
I’ve got to throw old things over board
So I’m going to be faster there
I’m heading towards a goal
Come on, rescue me
Come on and rescue me
It will be me - facing myself
Helping myself on a shore
And rescuing me
Come on, rescue me
Come on and rescue me
It will be me - facing myself
Helping myself on a shore
And rescuing me
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11. |
Mermaid
03:27
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My little mermaid
Swimming always in my sea
But I can’t dive in too deep
Look at all this garbage
No wonder I cannot see
I’ll have to get rid of it all
To get to you
Mermaid
Listen, touch and feel
the moving scintillating resonance
Mermaid
Listen, touch and feel
the moving scintillating resonance
Guess I have to dream alone
Take a bite from this fresh melon
Clear my mind with coffee
Or give the best part of my heart
Or whatever it takes
To get a grip before moving on
Mermaid
Listen, touch and feel
the moving scintillating resonance
Mermaid
Listen, touch and feel
the moving scintillating resonance
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12. |
Replay
03:05
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Watching some squirrels flit around
In the park, where it all began
That dusk some birds flew on your hand,
Now it makes me sad somehow
I didn’t realize how perfect that moment was
So I may try to replay that now
Watching the sun go down over the trees
Breathing in the resin-filled air
With a blue mind and a red skin
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13. |
Mr. Shraddleman
06:13
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Mr. Shraddleman,
give it all you can
Mr. Shraddleman,
give it all you can
If you may soothe my perception
My life needs some coloration
Mr. Shraddleman,
give it all you can
Let me forget about tomorrow,
As there is no more yesterday
Let me be here, be me, be still
As there is no more yesterday
Mr. Shraddleman, give it all you can
Show me the presence as a gift
I might need some elevation
Let me forget about tomorrow,
As there is no more yesterday
Let me be here, be me, be still
As there is no more yesterday
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14. |
Aches
04:58
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You say „My stomach aches“,
and there’s nothing that I can do
You want me to turn around because
you think you know the truth
I’m under the impression, you know me
too well, don’t you? Don’t you?
But you don’t know how to handle me…
Remember the glimmer of your thoughts, shining above everything
Sooner or later mine will be
purified and build a clear stream
Do you know what it means
to think that way that it all fits in?
Still you don’t know how much
you amaze me…
You try to show me all
the injustices that you despise
I seem to float in without
noticing the punch line of words
Give me impressions you never
wanted me to get harmed
But you don’t know how to
ever stop it from happening here…
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