You Ain’t Goin' Nowhere

C/A: Bob Dylan © Special Rider Music / Alle Rechte für Deutschland, Österreich und Schweiz Sony/ATV Music Publishing
(Germany) GmbH

When in Rome

written by Chris Thile

Shadow of an Absent Friend

written by Simon Edwards

The Road to Drumleman

Cuffe / Mitchell –  Isa Music / MCP

Ring Them Bells

C/A: Bob Dylan © Special Rider Music / Alle Rechte für Deutschland, Österreich und Schweiz Sony/ATV Music Publishing (Germany) GmbH

Red Dog in the Morning

(O’Brien) o/b/o Cornbread Nation (ASCAP)

Long Ride Home

Text/ Musik GRIFFIN, PATRICIA J

John Wayne Gacy, Jr.

Musik & Text: Sufjan Stevens © New Jerusalem Music 2006 Asthmatic kitty, mit freundlicher Genehmigung von New Jerusalem / La Chunga Music & Asthmatic kitty

The Fisherman’s Blues

Music & Lyrics by L. Michael Scott / Stephan Patrick Wickham © DIZZY HEIGHTS MUSIC PUBLISHING / WARNER/CHAPPELL MUSIC LTD/ Kobalt Music Group LTD

You Won’t Get Me Down in Your Mine

written by Colin Wilkie

As I Went Out One Morning

C/A: Bob Dylan © Dwarf Music/ Alle Rechte für Deutschland, Österreich und Schweiz Sony/ATV Music Publishing (Germany) GmbH

Proof

Text und Musik: John Harold Arnold Bramwell, Andrew Peter Hargreaves, Peter Alexander Jobson © Chrysalis Music Ltd / BMG Rights Management GmbH

Wayside (Back in Time)

Text und Musik: David Rawlings © Cracklin‘ Music / BMG Rights Management GmbH

No Bargain

We overcame money and its strain in the year 3050
Some still complained quiet and vague
for this time the change wasn’t made for their gain
So we had nothing more to sweat for
nothing more to bleed for
And there ain’t no bargain – wherever we might go
You can’t take a cab to wherever we go
And you can’t, no you can’t, take nothing with you
We had agreed oppression was worthwhile
yet not worth the feeling of guilt and all the rumbling
We thought of a change, this time for real
and even the king, he came to his senses
So we had nobody to vote for, nobody to cheer
Chorus
(money, loot, dust, nickels, dough, cash)
There ain’t no chambermaid and there ain’t no gold to gain
There ain’t no one who owns more or less than you
But you’ll come through
Yes you’ll come through
Chorus

Set the Fire

I once met a man with a blaze in his words
and a smile to excite everyone’s envy
He could talk for hours
His elation, it spread
And before I knew, I slipped into the game
I traveled on with him
from beginning till the end of the longest days in my life
just to watch him play his guitar and hear him sing
about what we all felt was right
We have a fire
Go off, spread the word
on all railroad tracks and roads and paths
wherever you’ll get
Always defend what you love
Keep following your heart and in the end you’ll see
At the heart of the game our canons where carved
in blank stone not meant to be changed
But one of them rules was not to follow these rules
And we all laughed at logic’s pretty face
Oh then commotion commenced and disorder, it spread
until no one could tell theory from truth
And the wheel broke apart and the cannons shot sparks
on the longest day of our youth
Chorus

The Ivy in Your Garden

HIM:
A road winds through the woods and through time – I guess they never built it right
Any house that you’ll pass by hasn’t seen new paint for more than one decade
They forgot about the place and left it like this
A good place you can go to get rid of all you know
THEY BOTH:
I haven’t smelled the coal in the air
the beaten ghost of fear
And I haven’t seen the stars for a year
how bright they are over here
HER:
Be careful when you drive on that old crooked road through the woods
Have a map on the seat – there’s neither lights nor signs on the streets
and the deer behind the bends are stubbornly blind
This house here is waiting for you to come in time
THEY BOTH:
I haven’t smelled the coal, the beaten ghost of fear
And I haven’t seen the stars – how bright they are over here
The ivy in your garden seems to grow to hide the world
And the tea beneath your porch tastes like stories from your wild and wicked times
And the clouds over your roof seem to cry, for they cannot stay
The stream behind the hedge picks up courage on its way

Foghorn

The wind forms a cloud and breaks it
Pieces of cotton, like diamonds in the blue
Golden beams point to the rainbow
Dolphins jump over green hills, I wish them Goodbye
A distant foghorn greets the blind man
waving his hat to respond with dearest compliment
And with a bottle in his cage
He goes to sleep
He goes to sleep
All the lanterns are blinking and blinding
There’s a witch outside in the dark
And with the last shades of daylight
blackbirds are performing their marvelous show

Joe Stack

I bought a ticket for the yellow line
got myself straight out of town
I got some change in my pocket
I’m going where the sun shines
I take a look out of the window
into the white, passing land
Mr. Johnson says, ‚We’re all moving too fast‘
Thrown-away paper headlines
about the bad contracts
they’re giving pretty German casting show models
They’re shooting mirrors into space
to get the sunlight into Russian days
for people either freeze or party themselves to death
Oh-oh, Joe Stack, I’m sorry you got mad
No question, I understand
You got the whole world in your head
Oh, Joe Stack, I’m sorry you got mad
But I won’t leave this place in smoky, sooty black
There on page two
a story ‚bout a man who saw the truth
He stole an aircraft and flew
right into the blue
The blue building of his business
and left a letter on the desk
Said, ‚I was just trying to survive
and then the tax broke my neck‘
The snow reflects
pink, blue, yellow and green
I can’t tell you yet
about the color that I feel
Green to cyan
something of that kind
Man, you gotta get out
from time to time
Oh-oh, Joe Stack, I’m sorry you got mad
But I’m on that train
to get you out of my head
Oh-oh, Joe Stack, I’m sorry you got mad
But I won’t leave this place in smoky, sooty black

Marta Says

Take a walk on the river side
You don’t even need to squeeze a smile
Birds get no applause for the songs they sing
They care the least about the state you’re in
Marta says I’m wrong – money will be there and I will be gone
When someone tries to greet you, tell him he’s a jerk
Hide your hands in your pocket, duck your head down low
Marta says I’m wrong – money will be there and I will be gone
Time has never been too slow and money’s always short
But you may find a fiver on the walk
Marta, Marta says I’m wrong
Next time you feel screwed, deprived of your last shirt
remember Marta’s words
Marta says I’m wrong – money will be there and I will be gone
Marta, Marta says I’m wrong

Oh Brother

Oh Brother, oh Brother
Come here and see
how this maze surrounds me in my aching dreams
And when I wake up there is so much light
I guess I don’t know how to live
Oh Sister, oh Sister
Last night in my dream
I found a way out of my labyrinth
And as I woke up there was so much love
sparkling out of silvery springs
So i decided to not sleep again
I got up and told my friends
And they remind me, every day
that life and dream’s not the same
And they remind me, every day
that life and dream’s not the same

Coral Strand Lane

I am sitting in the van, me and the traveling band
searching for signs saying route 67
Our days on the road are beginning to fade
as we turn into Coral Strand Lane
Uncombed and tired we fall into the sand
I am counting the stars and the satellites
One of them is a wire to you above of the Channel, the cities and fields
Across the rooftops and streets to the town we both live in
where we’d met at a crowded flea market
I was glued to the spot between chairs and old junk
as your eyes met mine in the dark
They sparkled like the stars here at Coral Strand Lane
where it’s slowly beginning to dawn
And with the rain falling down, I’m deciding: From now on
I will leave all my worries behind
I will leave all my worries behind
Like a drowned rat I go back to the van
counting the drops in the pouring rain
One of them is a wire to you above the Channel, the cities and fields
Across the rooftops and streets…
I will leave all my worries behind
I will leave all my worries behind
I will leave all my worries behind
So you can leave all your worries behind
Leave all your worries
Leave all your worries behind
 

Heaven And Hell

The wind blows through the palm trees in the cool morning light
The ocean is as blue as the skin under your eyes
Tired ghosts fall into their beds
And we wait for the sun with the night in our heads
And I thought you can tell heaven from hell
Tears from laughter, ‚So Long‘ from ‚Farewell‘
We love to explain the world in a nutshell
But we hardly can tell heaven from hell
In the Great King’s Valley live a handful of souls like you
They would never hurt a fly but they’ve stolen their own lives
They say they can tell heaven from hell
One fell dead from his chair without a farewell
Chorus
Never heard you sing a pirate song
But it’s right on time, so I raise my glass
to the upcoming sunrise and the fading stars
to everyone who sings along and every new day to come
Chorus

A Sparrow's Wings

I stood still for a week under a birch tree
I swayed in the wind and the rain
But I didn’t have the patience to stay
I have drunk from a tap, I’ve swum in a lake
I was diving with the whales when they sang
It’s hard to swim along without fins
I have hopped over a rock, ascended a hill
I’ve scaled a mountain in the early spring
to envy the sparrow for its wings
When I tried to lift off
I fell over my feet
I cursed out loud into the dark – but wait – we can speak
I sank to the floor digging into the core
Drifting in a red glowing roll
Staring at a hovering soul 
 

10.000 Voices

The glass is empty – never mind
I’ll go searching, you go ’n‘ find
I’ll leave the trail, I’ll lose my sight
A one-eyed king that rules the blind
A dead man hanging owns no time
I beg you for respite
My plan is to get lost while burning this map
and I hope to be stumbling on every gap
Let the trail be a circle so I can never come back
Weeks are short and days are grey
Nights crash fast into today
I’ll leave the good, I’ll leave the bad
I’ll leave the laughing, I’ll leave the sad
I’ll leave supply, I’ll leave demand
and your promised land
I will follow instead the ten thousand voices in my head
There is no coming further, no sense in walking
No logical way of acting, no sense in doing nothing
You can’t waste time that’s never been yours
You can’t speak a language that don’t have no words
Chorus

Atlantis (The Ballad of Profit)

A friend of mine got lost in Atlantis
Bought himself a barge and an old, wrecked, useless compass
He’d been diving for treasure for more than a while
He had with him some liquor and it tasted so fine
And all that he found was the bottom of his bottle
Sometimes I’m with him, sinking to the ground
Digging for treasure that will never be found
Another one thought there’s money on the road
Got himself a truck and tons of cargo to load
He was all ‚round the country, mostly at night
Once he missed his girl’s birthday when he tumbled into a bar fight
He drank black sugared coffee from cups of polystyrene
Sometimes I’m with him, driving at night
Looking for profit in the beams of the headlights
I got asked by a friend to teach him guitar
Women were easy and drinks were for free
I said, ‚Maybe you’re wrong – still it’s a pleasure to me‘
Now he’s counting the nickels in his guitar case
And I’m always with him, singing downtown
Looking for women and paying for my own drinks

Photosynthesis

A man sat down underneath the great crown
Of an oak in the fields, laid his feet in Oak Creek
Lay his head on the trunk, watching the leaves in the sun
Listened to the bees and their hum, passed out on his rum
Thought about what he’s done  – after all these years gone
Can’t find nothing wrong but having written no song
Clapped the hand on his thigh, laughing – ‚I have done right
Maybe not always in time, but let the by-gones pass by‘
It’s pushing me up so high
I know my heart’s alright
It’s all gonna be fine
But I ain’t coming back this time!
The man got up on his feet, staggered a bit in the wind
Blocked some thoughts crashing in, found the balance again
Shook his head to a sigh, put his arms in the sky
Said, ‚It is what it is, man needs photosynthesis!‘
It’s pushing me up so high
I know my heart’s alright
It’s all gonna be fine
But I ain’t coming back this time!

Midsummer Field

All alone in your house
you’re watching the birds
‚till they all fly away down the street
The sun eats them up,
and you start to believe
they’re meeting their god in the sun
And all the beautiful ones that you’ve lost …
Did you cry all night long,
like a warm summer rain
Did your tears melt away in the moon
I bet that your colorful eyes
follow everyone leaving soon
All the beautiful ones that you’ve lost
as your fate turned around
Lay down those rocks, get the ties off your feet
chased by a storm in a midsummer field
If you don’t run away, the wind takes your soul
and one day you’ll die in your dream
As you cry all night long,
I stand outside in the rain
see its drips melt away in the moon
It seems that my black and blue eyes
are sleeping, dreaming of you
And the beautiful ones that you’ve lost
as your fate turned around
Lay down those rocks, get the ties off your feet
chased by a storm in a midsummer field
If you don’t run away, the wind takes your soul
and one day you’ll die in your dream
Lay down those rocks, cut the ties off your feet
chased by storm in your recurring dream
If you don’t run away, the wind keeps your soul
and one day you’ll die in your sleep

The Temptation of Superman

Where do you intend to go?
The sky is clear, the full moon shows up
to guide you through the night
With its yellow sparkling glow
I had a bad dream
of you and Superman – it seemed
his body was full of power
and mine, it felt so weak
Intelligence was his name
And from outer space he came
shining in the pale moonlight
taking your soft hand
And with a grin he flew away
Hiding you in his arms
I cried and called your name, but it’s
obviously too late
Where do you intend to go?
The sky is clear, the full moon shows up
to guide you through the night
with its yellow sparkling light
Where do you intend to go?
The sky is clear, the full moon shows up
to guide you through the night
With its yellow sparkling glow

Joänne

It ain’t got a vitamin but it’s good for your soul
Have at least some of the fries
You say you can´t eat since they let you know
But you won’t get him back by hunger-strike
Oh-oh Joänne, you’re already over it
You say you need some time on your own
But then it feels so lonesome when you’re coming home
You’re in my heart, you’re in my soul
You’re on my mind and you’re on my phone
Oh-oh Joänne, you’re already over it
Don’t regret what you have lost
Better you regret what you have won
The things that feel like they’re your own
Are not meant to be for anyone
Oh-oh Joänne, you’re already over it
Oh come on – you’re already over it

King of the Pines

A village at the wild and rocky spines
800 feet above the ground
If you dont have a map, it’s hard to find
deeply hidden in a forest of pines
A small winding road
leads us down to the ground
covered with gravel and dirt
Only a few ever made the whole way
this place is too small to be found
Down in the valley the church bells ring
The birds and the sun disperse the mist
Page 309 of the songbook flips
Small leather boots hit the ground
And the boots do walk on,
step by step, towards town
And the King of the Pines
screams with deafening sound
Stone after stone, rolling on down
breaking their way, step by step, towards town
Rising high, leaving no trace
of the valley and the pines
and the King’s wooden crown
So finally that’s how this story ends
before it had even begun
The small leather boots were never found
just like the valley and the Pine King and his town

In Your Arms

I dig myself a hole to get out of your view
It’s cosy and deniable, so I won’t have to move
I won’t breathe and I won’t sleep, even if I might get tired
If someone’s out to wash my brain, I’ll set myself on fire
Of all the places that I’ve seen – this is where I wanna be
Once you’ve taken off your shoes – It’s hard to put them back to use
All the people that I’ve seen – lovely, wise, crazy, mean
In your arms, they won’t get me down no more
Before you watch the time go by, it’s better to be blind
I rename the numbers, so no one’s right on time
And when I’m done with numbers, then I change the words
I forget my name and I’m forgetting yours
Chorus
All the things that we adore – whatever you are looking for
In your arms, it won’t let me down no more­

Rock Me On

When its time to cry, don’t get off your bed
Shut down your doors and your windows
Don’t let no one in the black
Time to get drunk – damn! – whatever – get lost
Time to put on your shoes and take them off again
Then its time to disperse, let’s get back in the game
Leave it, change it, stop it
before you go insane
Ooh Baby, rock me on – I got a weary head
Ooh Baby, rock me on – ‚cause the word is on the street
that you’re gonna leave me
When it’s time to feel good, don’t get off the grass
with a girl in your arms – time to stretch out your legs
Time to turn into gold
whatever you put in your hands
Chorus

Number Seven

I’ve witnessed your worst hours
I’ve seen you losing power
I’ve experienced you as coward
I’ve seen you going downwards
I’ve seen you losing gravity
dangling on a string
Lumbering like a blind man
Catching his own dreams
But even in your fever
you seemed so much wiser
than the city and its monsters
that have now come to catch us
I’d seen your pale skin
And then it turned green
On the stage of an opera scene
The play drove you insane
Now you look like a king
With the hair full of ribbons
And all that you’re aiming for
Is to wipe out all that adds up to seven

Go Loose

Come with me and drive the car – into the wall
Fly with me – and fall
Because we didn’t really mean to fall – at all
Just go loose sometimes
Go way too far
Go northwest or southeast – I don’t care –
as long as you steer
Kill someone on the road – just to know –
that you’re somewhere
Because we didn’t really mean to go – anywhere
Chorus
And you are not the only one
There’s probably some other women in this town
They’re gorgeous just like you
Shake their asses like you do – from what I’ve seen
But somehow I chose you and you – chose me
Chorus

World Aflame

I swear I’ve lost my mind
‚Cause I’m having a hard time
finding what’s left of it
How could I ever get rid of it
When I close my eyes
I see a black sky, shadow of a red fire
There are too many questions,
just a handfullof answers
and they’re all the same
And if you get lost, what can I do
I sparely well come through
And the price that you pay
for your little and useless knowledge
is your youth and your light-hearted way
to get through this life
Chorus

War Sings a Song

Out in the fields he played hide and seek
With the boys from next door
His Dad looked through him to the mountain peak
Clad in a costume of war
For all the letters he wrote in his shack
The bleakest place under the sun
Still one morning his boy was found dead
Shot with a father’s gun
Every morning in the hollow
You sing my song and beat my black drums
And every path that you’ll ever follow
Pulls you back into my arms
Eyes wide shut the crow sits in the nest
Thinks to himself, ‚I won’t die‘
A whizzing bullet runs through his neck
Turns his last thoughts into a lie
Chorus

Endless Tune

I can hear the black night
It’s humming a little tune
just for you
And it goes so slow
If you lived a hundred years
you could only hear
one little note
And on the river side
I spread my arms into the night
the warm summer night
I know you’ll be alright
in the arms of everyone alive
and everyone who died
In the busy and the slow times
I believe it, and I repeat It
Now two minutes pass
another two come soon
There’s no way to stop it
I’ve always presumed
I’ll repeat it till I believe it
You are fine, You’re alright
Now this planet turns around the sun
and even the sun will one day be gone

Devil's Got a Piece of Us

Pour
Another glass
Just like the last
Forget your future and
Forget your past
Devil’s got a piece of us
Devil’s got a piece of us… all
Winter city
Streets in the dark
One office light
If you have work then you stay out late
Devil’s got a piece of us
Devil’s got a piece of us… all
Bridge up the hill
The city mirrors stars
Things are so different
They all get one if you just go far enough
Devil’s got a piece of us
Devil’s got a piece of us
Devil’s got a piece of us all

Tom Waits

Tom waits at the door as you step out
Watch his hair shake
Skin and bone, pale white, scared words
He’s in a hurry and obviously he raves
No time to be lost
No question at all
Quick, fast, move away far
Far away from that town
Where you grew up (lived in)
In his getaway car
Joan’s at his side
The soft side
And at the same time she’s still
Quiet as the night
In the snow-white dark
And the red liqueur that kills
No time to be lost …
Do you wanna stay in your home town
Where you was born?
Or do you wanna leave this safe place
So colourful?
You don’t wanna stay
No, you don’t wanna stay
Tom waits at the shore as you step out
Watch his hair blow
Strong wind, small storm, little light in Joan’s hand
And slowly you grow old
No time to be lost …
Do you wanna stay in your home town
Where you was born?
Or do you wanna leave this safe place
So colourful?
You don’t wanna stay
No, you don’t wanna stay

The Internist

Squeeze my eyeballs
Until all I can see is black
Cut my fingers
Cut my arms and my legs
Loosen this weird knot
Wrapped around my head
Pull my heart out
Slice it carefully into bags
Put each piece on the scales
Give it a number or a Latin word
Rearrange them
In the way you prefer
Bring in cold water
Put in salt, cocaine and soap
Boil it gently
Until there’s white crystal smoke
Wash my thoughts out
Keep the water locked
Shave my hair off
Keep it in a dream-safe box
Go and see if there is a soul
And if – quickly, don’t let it go cold
Go and see if there is a soul
And if – quickly, don’t let it go cold

Top of a Tree

There’s the moonlight reflecting in your eyes
There’s a bridge crossing the water to the stars
There’s just enough people to observe
Standing aimless and causeless on the coast
I’m sitting in that tree, my feet are dangling with the bees
They bumble a song of peace
And all my worries gone awhile
When I think of your calm warm smile
I’ve been sitting all day in the top of the tree
Watching the waves on the sea
I’ve been waiting all night long for the morning to come
And if I get bored I get home
Tu tu tu…
And if someone asked, where have you been?
I’d answer, I tried to be a better man
And it worked out for one whole day
I’ve been between the earth and milky way
I’ve been sitting all day in the top of the tree
Watching the waves on the sea
I’ve been waiting all night long for the morning to come
And if I get bored I get home
Tu tu tu…

Roll On Blues

Train keep on rollin‘, got a hole in my soul
Wherever my love falls to, it is out of control
Train keep on rollin‘, the night is so cold
I know a couple of people only waiting to get old
Roll roll roll
Roll on
Rain keep on fallin‘ to the rhythm of the train
Fall down on me, fall down on Jane
Rain keep on fallin‘, blur the trouble, ease the pain
You came a long way to go down in the drain
Roll roll roll
Roll on
Roll roll roll
Roll on
Water keep on flowin‘, take the blues with you
Wash out all the dust, make the ocean blue
Water keep on flowin‘, wherever you flow to
Wash out all the dust, make the ocean blue

In the Garden

You are hopeless now
Spiders crawling everywhere
And you can’t get out
‚Cause you’re
Lost inside yourself
How can you
Be hopeless so long?
Can’t we
Just break free for an hour?
Here in the garden
You are hopeless now
Spiders crawling everywhere
And you can’t break out
‚Cause you’re
Locked inside yourself
How can you
Be hopeless so long?
Can’t we
Just break free for an hour?
Here in the garden

We Don't Care

Sunlight morning, get the the time to its worth
Some folks get rich today with other people’s work
And while the money’s all floatin‘ down the curb
We don’t care
We don’t care
And every coin that your crises lose
It’s a good sign, it’s a gain for us
Ever since you say that time’s been rough
We don’t care
We don’t care
You can’t love a life that was made out of dust
You can’t love someone if he’s hard to trust
You can’t catch a man who’s right about to fall
You can’t have it all
Soft rain afternoon, the sum is fine
Could be a little more, but not in these times
What you lose, it’s always hard to define
We don’t care
We don’t care
You can’t love a life that was made out of dust
You can’t love someone if he’s hard to trust
You can’t catch a man who’s right about to fall
You can’t have it all

Days to Live

The naked man calls all his friends
To be silent about the time and the place
And his friends do what they’re friends for
They clean all the windows
They forget to close the side doors
Nephews, uncle, brother, sister
Babies crying, mothers whisper
And everybody’s got his place in the mass
The preacher is the only one who never has confessed
Hey, you’ve got a love to hide
Days to live and days to die
The more you sort the more you die
He never lived to do no bad
The priest pulls out a cigarette
A single man can’t be a couple
But God spread all His love and the man got into trouble
Hey, you’ve got a love to hide
Days to live and days to die
The more you sort the more you die
Blue lights flashing through the trees
A stroller can’t believe what he sees
If your friends ever take a walk through the woods
A rope, a bible, used condoms, fresh air is good

Cross the River

It’s a good way
To cross the river right here
You go there
And I’ll wait here
Maybe you come back
And if you don’t
I’ll wait here till I grow old
The river it flows beneath my toes
The river it runs, the river it’s close
I admit we’re stuck somewhere on the road
But Baby, what we’ve found is better
Than gold
I think it’s time
For you to walk your own trail
And I believe
That we will meet another day
Last night in my dreams
I heard myself sing
Tomorrow you come back
And if you don’t
I’ll wait here till I grow old
Maybe you come back
And if you don’t
I’ll wait here till I grow old
Baby, what we found is better
Baby, what we found is better
Baby, what we found is better
Than gold

Boogeyman

‚Cross the hill there’s my hotelroom
I live there alone
I’ve seen you come from there
then you were gone
Last night, the battle with the clowns
thought you were there
Tasted your sweet voice
grabbed the smell of your hair
There is loneliness
hiding in your prayers
Thrown into the crowd
laughing to yourself
Sweet, tender, soft, proven bodies
Instead we’re gonna find them, weeping a child’s prayer
And the day isn’t long enough
water’s runnin‘ down your hair
We reached for places where they broke your golden chair
Fights would be welcome here
though we head back instead
Boogeyman closes in on us
But it seems that you don’t care
There is loneliness
hiding in your prayers
Thrown into the crowd
laughing to yourself
Sweet, tender, soft, proven bodies
Instead we’re gonna find them, weeping a child’s prayer
And the day isn’t long enough
water’s runnin‘ down your hair
We reached for places where they broke your golden chair
Fights would be welcome here
though we head back instead
Boogeyman closes in on us
But it seems that you don’t care

Right Before Our Eyes

We play high, we play low
We play with fire, we play with souls
We steal light, we still miss
We steal hearts, we still kiss
We ride home through the praries
We run dry and no one cares
You’re better off, someone says
Don’t look back – a day ends
Oh ……… well
Right before our eyes
We had it all, and we lost
No one left out here to trust
With the last power we defend
What was ours – a day ends
Oh ……… well
Right before our eyes
We play high, we play low
We play with fire, we play with souls
We steal light, we still miss
We steal hearts, we still kiss
Oh ……… well
Right before our eyes

No Direction Home

When it’s cold outside and your river dried
And you can’t explain how you felt
Then come to me to my bright and warm place
And together we will fight
When it’s warm outside and your river pours
Miss please spell out how you felt
Then leave me here in this cold and dark room
And without you I must stand the night
There’s no direction home
Just a vast blue stone
And you will fall over that stone one day
And you`ll be all alone
When it’s cold outside and my river dried
And I can’t explain how I feel
Then I’ll come back to you to your bright warm place
And together we’ll make it through
There’s no direction home
Just a vast blue stone
And we will fall over that stone one day
And we’ll be all alone
There ain’t no direction home
Just one giant stone
Somehow I fell over that stone today
And I am almost gone

The Hiker

You can look down in the valley
From behind the timberline
A plane across the scenery
Leaving a thin white line
Clouds keep swifting
Up upon the sky
I’m counting things that won’t have changed
Long before I die
And that little creek keeps floating
Its waves keep rolling
The world keeps turning
And no one is complaining
And the sun keeps shining
And the rain keeps falling
People go to work
Every single morning
They fall in love
With each one another
Still everyone’s arranged
To have a mother and a father
And on top of that mountain
Say out your name
To me it always felt
Frightfully trivial
You have a good heart
You have a good soul
And your brain does
What it was made for
So look me in the eyes
Like that I’d spend hours
Without any heading
I’m traveling through open space
How far can you go
Without the stars‘ end
Break free
It’s infinity
Inside yourself