Far AwayDo you think that it can be Ch: far away, far awayThat we two will never seeCh: far away far awayThat we two will never knowCh: far away, far awayHow it's not to be aloneCh: far away, far awayDo you think that we will kiss and will embracelike a circle around the sun?Do you think that it can beCh: far away
Blonder EngelAm Freitag Abend ging ich in die Stadt zu einem Bier,und auf einmal sass ein blonder Engel neben mir,Ich wusste erst nicht was zu sagen,und ich stellte tausend dumme Fragen.Ich sagte hallo du, willst du 'nen Schluck von meinem Bier,es schmeckt sehr süss und ausserdem teile ich's gern mit dir,Ich fragte dich nach deinem Nahmen,und ich sagte willst du meine Nummer haben?Ich bin Psychologe, wirklich bist du Sozialpädagog?Wir könnten reden bis Herr Gott Bananen gerade bog,Du sagtest schüchtern, vieleicht rufe ich an,und ich sagte lässig, mach das irgendwann,Oh wie dummIch wollte sagen du bist wir
Universal ScapegoatI watch you sleep; you have the weirdest of dreams.You dream of genocide and power machines.You say Im evil; that I am tempting you so.You call me antichrist; the truth is I am you.Oh no, no, no.Well here we go.Well here we go.Again!You call on Christ to guaranty your victory.You say the antichrist helps your enemies.I see your war-crimes in the name of your Christ.I see it all I guess it´s time you realized.You are the one that made me live inside your mind.I am the antichrist the scapegoat for your crimes.You did create me as excuse for your dreams,of genocide and of your power machines
You keep my feet on the groundI frankly admit That Ive been hitBy disaster a couple of times.But you should admitThat Id never quitWhen I am facing hard times.I know that you have your troublesWith showing your feelings to me.But honestly spoken my hard is brokenAbout the way you seem not to see.That I am a man who does what he canTo build up a home for you too.And again I am looking through my mailAnd again there is no message from you.I give it to you that you are someoneWho keeps my feet on the ground.I give it to you; you are so good at itIf I was near water Id be drownedI would be drownedI would be drownedI wo
Mountains GrowHere I stand againAll alonethe waters of yesterdaysAre all but goneI dont know whereand I dont know whyIts a river of tearson a day that I cryI grew up proud, and I grew up strongon the land of the nativeswho are almost goneI do know whereand I do ask whyit was a river of bloodwhen the Indians diedR://Mountains grow so high I cant seeRivers flowinto a distant seaBut oceans dont growas you can seeon the clouds hanging low over meOver meon the clouds hanging low over meSent to Iraqwith my gunthe allies of yesterdaysare all but goneI dont know wherebut I
Needles And PinsA child with a broken mind *ALeaving the world behindTurning inside to Your own fantasyThat sets you freeThe mirror thats on your wall *AReflecting your broken soulTurning outside toLive your life inDesperate overdriveTrying so hard not to fall *BLearned to run before you crawledNeeded it for staying aliveMaybe it´s your final call *BWith your back towards the wallNeeding it for staying aliveAnd you are staying alive *CAnd you are playing with your needles and pins *ChWhile you are staying aliveYour next call is waiting until you let him in *ChAnd you are staying alive *CAnd you a
I wish I could listen to a recording some time in the near future ??
The photo is awesome !!!!