Lyrics

In My Head

 

In my life, I have travelled far though

I’ve not seen that many places ‘till now

Do you know what I mean with this?

Have you seen those places too?

 

In my head, I’ve been anywhere and

I’ve seen things I shouldn’t have

I’ve seen beauty and I’ve seen neglect

Sometimes I’m afraid

Of things inside my head

 

There were times when I thought

That there were some bad people

When I was afraid of dark and evil

When I thought there was a monster under my bed

It was all in my head…

 

Can you hear songs that no one’s sung

But inside my head

They still can be found

I remember, things of long ago

Things I can’t forget

So I’ll forever know…

 

In my life, I have travelled far though

I’ve not seen that many places ‘till now

Do you know what I mean with this?

Have you seen those places too?

Have you seen those places too?

Have you seen those places too?

 

Strange Society

 

Come, crawl back from the hands of your enemies

Step into the light

How does it feel to be so high all the time

Will you ever change your mind

 

And although you’re quiet near

You never seem to be here

 

Take my hand and lead me through distand lands

Locating the unknown

Curious it feels, but my eyes I know

They won’t grow

Step into the show

 

Though I’m left far behind

I know it’s only in my mind

 

Enter the state which you chose

I’ll leave you the choice to refuse

 

How come this feels so strange

How come this feels so strange

How come this feels so strange

How come this feels so strange

 

Is this the capital of strange society?

Is this the capital of strange society?

 

Maybe it’s the place where the devil dances tango

Maybe it’s the place where the devil dances tango

Maybe it’s the place where the devil dances tango

Maybe it’s the place where the devil dances tango

 

Caleidoscope

 

In a private, secret garden

I entered once at night

I found behind the curtain

A caleidoscope of light

 

Just found by those who seek it

I held my hand inside

Though knowing that I’m not to touch it

I reached out for the light

 

Well, first there happened nothing

Just the sparkling in the dark

Then a flash burned down out of nowhere

And hit me from the ground

 

It brought me to the forrest

Forsaken of all life

But from behind a wall of chests

There came a jolly, noisy jive

 

So I stepped a little closer

Curious as just before

And a fire burned down among the trees

Ghostly for evermore

Ghostly for evermore

Ghostly for evermore

 

There were hooded people dancing

Almost swirling in the air

In a cloud of dust and shadows

It sounds unreal but I promise:

I was really there

 

Still it is not like you expect now

I never turned to stone

But one creature saw me anyhow

And spoke in solemn tone:

 

„Come dance with me

Come dance with me

Come dance with me

From here you cannot flee

We’re the people from the underworld

Only rising in the dark

We’re the people with the poisoned drinks

Which made you see those sparks.

Come dance with me

Come dance with me…“

 

In a private, secret garden

I entered once at night

I found behind the curtain

A caleidoscope which lied

 

Here’s The Day

 

Here’s the day

Try to recognize what they say

Here’s The night

Try to reignite my faith in time

In a firewood of pine

 

And I shall not look back

And I shall not look back again

 

Understand

Never was I to defend my hand

But the prize

Which I knew I couldn’t pay in time

Was the wire to the mine

 

But I shall not look back

Unless you bring me back again

 

In this way

How can I believe you’d like to stay

In this room

Where we desperately adore the bloom

And I think we’ve waited far too soon

 

But you can bring me back

Someday I’ll show you how my friend

 

Here’s the day

Wish I never heard what they would say

In the night

When I try to hide my fear aside

In a wish in black and white

 

And you as well came back

And so I must come back again

 

No Exhibition

 

Where is the direction

Whre is the restriction

Where is the connection

Why so much rejection?

 

Where do I begin?

 

In the condemnation

Of my determination

Maybe there’s a station

A perfect human made construction

 

But I am no exhibition

Just a walking contradiction

Left in a state of disconnection

 

And nothing to hold on to

But your arms in which I lay

 

Projection

 

As you spoke

And meanwhile

Apparently looked at me

 

Wasn’t I yet aware of

That you saw your own reflection

In my iris

 

Or maybe not even yet

But still you must have spoken to some kind of image

And not to me

Not to me

And not to me

 

For a long time

I was caught in your projection

 

Returning Impossible

 

What if returning should turn out to be impossible?

What if returning should turn out to be impossible?

What if returning should turn out to be impossible?

What if returning should turn out to be impossible?

 

What if my veins grew as hains and my knees would start to bleed?

What if too many impressions would kill the important seeds?

What if I should die before my time

And I would never have told you that you could have been mine?

 

Don’t paralyze my inner urge

And let me reach it from another place

Reestablish my own darkness,

Let me see the light for only just

One more day

I prefer a day in may

But by then I will have gone

Anyway…

 

What if the key to your house out of sudden disappeared?

What if the only reflections a mirror telling you are weird?

What if I should die before my time

Would you remember my words as I was still to climb?

 

The Painter and the Steam

 

In your shy, your distanced empire

Doubt I to convey

Any line.

 

You reach your hand out

Your emty hand stroked my dreamy mind.

 

With your worried eyes

You paint a novel

Convinced by anticipation

 

My shaky hands hold you

For an hour of hunting sleep

 

I won’t tell you my fear

Is the same as I hear

In your voice when you’re near

So I’m trying to cheer

You up here from your fear

Cause I’m pretending to tell

Everythings going well

Just the way I was told

Now I’m here and I hold

Your hand saying „I’m here“

But your fear is my fear

 

Then we take a trip to where you

Know we’ll be seeing through

An ending of timeless time

 

We met in a dream and dreams have a hook:

They turn to steam