GOLDBERG / FROM MY POINT OF VIEW (2018)
I live in a dream with thousand mermaids by my side
I dream there will never be a time after mine
I guess I am somewhere between Goldberg and the Schmyle
you know, he just never had a chance.
LEAVING THE SURFACE AND WRITING THE BOOK
BEEING A STRANGER TO THE ROAD THAT I TOOK
LOOSING THE SIGHT OF MY MOTHERSHIPS LIGHT
DRIFTING APART WHILE THIS DAY KILLS THE NIGHT
A smile is not a smile in electric lullabies
from my point of view, things seem close, nothing is far
I hear every word, see things are calling out my name
It’s my turn to wash the shadows off the wall
CUTTING THE TREES IN THIS GARDEN OF LIGHT
SMILING IN VAIN, THIS TIME LOOSING THE FIGHT
FROM MY POINT OF VIEW, THINGS ARE MELTING BUT TRUE
I’M CHASING THE SKIES, CONCENTRATING ON YOU
LEAVING THE SURFACE AND WRITING THE BOOK
BYDTLO (2018)
A bullcock chart or ox chart is a two-wheeled or four – wheeled vehicle pulled by oxen
it is a means of transportation used since ancient times in many parts of the world
Times may come, and times may go all things are getting older
carry on, you may be strong, the weight is on your shoulders
the driver and any other passengers sit in front of the car
while load is placed in the back
This path is not over, here under the stars
I’m walking a lifetime, feet on the grass
I hear the news, I make no use
I’m getting nowhere wasting time
Evidence of wheeled vehicles appear in the Kaukasus and in Central Europe
the are still used today, when modern vehicles are too expensive,
or the infrastructures does not favor them
Times may come, and times may go all things are getting older
carry on, you may be strong, the weight is on your shoulders.
The earliest vehicles may have been oxcarts
PROMENADE II / ZAWINUL (2018)
from the land of the feathers from the city we fly
from the cages, now empty this is the way to get by.
to the land of our fathers
to the creek and the rye
from pure faith to the eyesight we all have reasons to try.
we’re calling endless resources
you are alive so remain
this time we’re dusting the waters
flying through pleasure and pain
we’re calling endless resources
you are alive so remain
this time we’re dusting the waters
IL VECCIO CASTELLO / PHOTOPHOBIA (2017)
I hear every stone in the wall
I hear everything that seem small to you
breaking the distance between us.
I hear every bird in the trees
I hear songs without any melody
lifting the blankets around us
I can move through these walls
I can sing with the light
I can answer their calls
I ́m returning to life
I see every cloud in the sky
I see all the things that seem small to you
breaking the distance between us
I see every bird in the trees
I see little spots coming back to me
fusing into a daydream
I can move through these walls
I can sing with the light
I can answer their calls
I ́m returning to life
GREAT GATES / DAEDALUS CALLING (2017)
stay away, away from the fire
flying higher and higher
your wings will catch fire
run and seek not knowing what to look for
learn what life’s good for
down here on the earth
sometimes it’s the earth that feeds your needs and
sometimes we all fool around like flies
stay away, away from the fire
flying higher and higher
your wings will catch fire
I call you in the darkness
I call you in the light
I feel you through the raindrops
I miss you in the night.
Don ́t get burned…..
stay away, away from the fire
flying higher and higher
your wings will catch fire
run and seek, not knowing what to look for
learn what life’s good for
down here on the earth….
The Book (2000)
When love was just a thought we used to think, a thousand times before
now we’re looking into automatic suns and thinking automatic thoughts
when this was just a song , I used to sing a million times before
and now we’re working at an automatic place, and singing automatic songs
and like the sun goes down, and the earth turns round
our story’s still to tel
so write it word by word, till the chapter is filled
be sure to write it in your way
when we saw everything coming our way, things worked out on their own
now every step you take, the game goes on and on
and you pay for every smile
so like the sun goes down, and the earth turns ‚round our story is still to tell
so write it word by word until the chapter is filled
be sure to write it in your way
SIMPLE THINGS (1995)
like the autumn breeze is clearing up my mind
how can I be sure, of all the fading harmonies
staring hopeless to the moon and stars above
changing direction, I keep looking for the sun
I am a traveller in the endless fields of make believe