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LULLABY Four riders will come from the north bringing snow and ice they guarantee you will extend in their magical device Although they won´t speak a word the perceptive will understand you can lead a beautiful life just let them take you by the hand It is time to realize that the writing on the wall contains a number of solutions if you take your time They are knights without a kingdom worshippers without a queen they are here to convert you and to make infidels redeem It is time to realize that the writing on the wall creates a number of illusions have you got the time I don´t know why it seems like every time it rains she comes as no surprise You gather into too large rooms your face in disguise you move towards the corner he sings his lullaby Picture you in sunlight with flowers in your hair precious yet unbearable there´s changes in the air Lost causes leads you astray commercialized forces don´t obey The bitter taste of yesterday puts weather on your face it rains within and from above you´re trapped inside his maze In season out of season we sleep under the sky a pinetree sings our lullaby in outr cradle on the rhye Lost causes leads me astray commercialized forces I won´t obey Grab your ears it´s time to run bring your guns down the sun they gonna try to steal your mind remember what they left behind I don´t know why it seems like every time it rains she comes as no surprise If you kneel before their lord look at what you can afford and if you read between his lines you can tell his not divine I don´t know why it seems like every time it rains she comes as no surprise I don´t know how it seems like everyone's insane and that includes me and you 2. SNIPER Don´t waste no tears over the lost years just doing the duty in of freewill , in for the kill I was young a blue-eyed kid only eighteen years old beliving in the familiar quotations glory and fight for your country be a real hero , show your braveness to the world get in the line , get drafted just like a rat , in a rattrap We were sent on a secret mission far behind enemy lines a dead end trip with no way out strange orders loaded with lies an obscure target in the jungle destroy all that you can see but it started wrong , a big miscalculation they were shooting from every tree Sniper , I´m crawling over barbed wire Sniper , I´m lost and I´m trapped here please help me back to civilization I´m so tired of this war and I don´t want to die here Sniper , I´m stumbling like a blind Sniper , must leave my fear behind I can feel the death right by my side I flush my brain wiht drugs just to stand the pain of the hell here and of all that I left behind I left behind Running alone in no-mans land cold scared and hungry beaten up by the rough jungle an the sniper is closing in he´s hidden he´s silent where the hell is my platoon I´m not gonna make it on my own I´m going to die soon Sniper , I´m crawling over barbed wire Sniper , I´m lost and I´m trapped here please help me back to civilization I´m so tired of this war and I don´t want to die here Sniper , I´m stumbling like a blind Sniper , must leave my fear behind I can feel the death right by my side please I wan´t to stay alive I´m fumbling in the dark I´m crawling over dead bodies fall into large holes that are full of sharp bamboo sticks that rip my clothes , and rip my flesh while the smell of napalm tear my lungs to pieces Sniper , I´m crawling over barbed wire Sniper , I´m lost and I´m trapped here please help me back to civilization I´m so tired of this war and I don´t want to die here Sniper , I´m stumbling like a blind Sniper , must leave my fear behind I can feel the death right by my side please I wan´t to stay alive Sniper . . . . 3. PERMANENT VACATION Once I used to read , once I used to think now I solve my problems by ordering in another drink I tasted life with reverence , I used to like myself today I´m throwing tomorrow away ruin my health I need a revolution , a permanent solution it´s an unbearable temptation the permanent vacation Got to do more , be more , creating a life un fulfilment broken dreams cuts me like a knife hell it´s just another hangover feeding my bitterness it´s time to wipe away my tears mending my life in the process I need a revolution , a permanent solution it´s an unbearable temptation the permanent vacation You say you´re not sure you say you need more time I say what are you worrying for your wish is the same as mine I´m not trying to change your life I´m not trying to take control though your indecision cuts me like a knife I´m not trying to invade your soul All we really want is to be held through the night for a moment put aside anger , fear and spite ever since we left paradise it´s always been our fate to dream of making love making up , making hate Precious little moments building up to tears while we gently put aside our jealousy and fears wondering if we found a love that last forever deciding she´s to loud , narrow minded or whatever.. All we really want is to be held through the night for a moment put aside anger , fear and spite ever since we left paradise it´s always been our fate to dream of making love making up , making hate My friend went away for the weekend and he never came back home he was found with his fathers gun in his mouth and beside him his last poem . . . when I heard the news I just drove around in vain my head was filled with questions anger , guilt and shame Late one night I couldn´t sleep so I turned my memory around I saw faces and moves and places we´ve been some of that good life we found I hear phrases form a dialogue and I remember what we said the way you brushed your hair form your forhead and how you loved to make me mad Keep thinking about the way you said goodbye was it really brave I keep thinking about the way you said goodbye , was it really brave . . I played a record again and again from side to side then I put away the best part of a bottle of whiskey and sat right down and cried you were someone I could talk to you were someone I could trust now you´re six feet under . . slowly into dust Keep thinking about the way you said goodbye was it really brave I keep thinking about the way you said goodbye , was it really brave . . It´s been to much , I can´t take it anymore so bye , bye brain to many things going on in my mind I seek shelter from the pain My head is spinning my eyes are fallen out my stomach seems to open and it´s making me shout somewhere I´ve lost track of what it´s all about It´s an amazing sensations my permanent vacation my body and brain cannot be disturbed but sometimes at night my voice can still be heard still can be heard , laughing in the asylum There is no permanent solution no easy way out of this confusion no constant happiness but you´ve got to comprehend after every storm there lies a rainbows end The answer is not a permanent vacation use your humor and your patience no lasting sanity you´ve got to understand after every sunset the world lies in your hand . . 4. INTENTIONS I see your face turn into a sphinx if it isn´t broken don´t have it fixed don´t give me that small town charm if you open your hand it will take arm I´m fed up with your Bukowski lines you´re not so bad , your eyes still shines what do you need that bottle for I´ve walked in your footsteps but not anymore So you managed to produce life out of your self destructive body before the bringers of insanity came to talk to you again and the twinkle in your eye became a reason for escape just floating with thw water awaiting the tide Intentions , I know you had good intentions but no one cares about intentions you just have to make this work Intentions , I know you had good intentions it´s all up to you , but I think you can make this work She missed you when you were away and she missed you when you were here the warning in her face just made you feel like running and ran was what she did but have you ever stopped to think that all she ever wanted was for you to catch her Intentions , I know you had good intentions but no one cares about intentions you just have to make this work Intentions , I know you had good intentions it´s all up to you , but I think you can make this work Rain in your face , cause it could never be tears why do you have to be so much stronger than the world it you allowed yourself to feel would that help you to heel or would you fall apart at the seems at the seems Intentions , I know you had good intentions but no one cares about intentions you just have to make this work Intentions , I know you had good intentions it´s all up to you , but I think you can make this work Responsibility , I know you have the ability the ability to take good care of your child 5. THE BEAT OF A DIFFERENT TREE So you think that history can tell us nothing it seems just like dead kings on parade but the past sometimes forms the future by making us recall the mistakes we made Now they´re marching down in Munich they´re marching in Berlin maybe they´re gonna get a second chance and maybe this time they will win We seem to be bound to make the same mistake as before when we hear them marching through Europe but can´t hear them outside our own door Now they´re marching down in Paris they´re marching in Amsterdam do they have to march through your bedroom before you will make a stand Now when Europe seems united we´re suddenly standing without things to say blaming the economic crises we just bow our heads waiting to unite in a different way Where can I find words to tell you what ignorance and stupidity can bring why talk about single outbursts of cruelty when eight million dead in concentrations camps don´t seem to mean a thing So we´re disgusted by the klan and when crosses are burning we make a fuzz but we can´t solve problems by blaming others when those dark sides dwells in all of us We can dance to the beat of a different drum or tree when we´re cynical , magical , lazy , happy and allows everyone to be Now the world soon will be divided in big trade communities it might break the thin lines of understanding and prevent the hands of friendship across the seas We can dance to the beat of a different drum or tree when we´re cynical , magical , lazy , happy and allows everyone to be . . . free 6. LIGHTS The sandman's on the run and the night is white as milk yet entering into a dream to a surface soft as silk You are talking in my dream silently but still I feel you´re looking for a place to hide and this shade seems to appeal Sailing on a little raft among the roaring waves We once were very close like fire and ice we danced as nights drifted away together telling lies But how you lingered through all these years I never seem to let you go I´ll always see you through the tears Sailing on a little raft among the roaring waves Lights lights did you see it through your window bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world Lights lights did you see it through your window bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world . . . . .from it´s world Whatever happened that night when you were entering the light absorbing you´re minds misery as a consequence of your life Sailing on a little raft among the roaring waves Lights lights did you see it through your window bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world Lights lights did you see it through your window bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world . . . . .from it´s world 7. BOBO THE GARDENER When you said you needed an honest man where you refering to Bobo the gardener he´s a blue eyed son in fear of god and he swears that he needs no other Honesty , his words enough for me You swear it didn´t happened , but you broke his heart and he´s not smart enough to put it together when you said that you could stay for a while he thought that you ment forever Bitter tears , hope and fears You could always sing him a song but you could never give him what he wanted and he´s taking it all to hard , yes he´s taking it far to hard When you said you needed a well built male where you referring to Bobo the gardener his mind is narrow and his world may be small but his shoulders douldn´t be larger Muscles and bones , a man made of stone Well he swear he didn´t do it but you broke your neck and no one could put it together Bobo has buried you in his garden where you´ll be together forever Honesty , his words enough for me You could always sing him a song but you could never give him what he wanted and he´s taking it all to hard , yes he´s taking it far to hard When you said you needed an honest man were you referring to Bobo . . . . 8. SHORT STORY Standing in a circle , looking for a place to hide when you´re home watching Oprah it´s hard to keep your pride suddenly without shelter , I just can´t comprehend they said it would last to retirement so why is this the end Switching over to the news I see that you got another top position while this country is on it´s knees due to your fatal decision If you meet me on your way could you look me in the eyes would you try to explain or look at the sky you made your deals for there´s no crises can you see what you have done could you really look me in the eyes Watching daytime drama don´t exactly thrill me forgotten by the world but they haven´t forgot to bill me and you´re headline news presenting your new book where you try to blame the government for the chance that you took Switching over to the news I see that you got another top position while this country is on it´s knees due to your fatal decision If you meet me on your way could you look me in the eyes would you try to explain or look at the sky you made your deals for there´s no crises can you see what you have done could you really look me in the eyes 9. 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