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Scratch The Itch
05:03
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Scratch The Itch
They say:“Hey crazy person, stop dancin´ like that!
Pull yourself together, clean up your act
Why is he always gay and happy?
How can he walk and talk like that?”
He can´t sit still from nine to five
Must speak his mind, all the time
He feels the urge, he gives in
He follows, follows the twitch, he simply scratches the itch
They say:“Hey dude, can´t you control yourself?
Aren´t you afraid to lose your face?
Can´t you just simply cut it out?
Somebody put you back into your place.”
Free from shackles of shame
Life is one big game
For him there is no other way
Even without a stitch
He simply scratches the itch
He´s like a spring, that don´t run dry
We quench our thirst for life
And wash away our inhibitions
Hunters , gatherers
We remain savages
So who is crazy, who is sane?
It´s understood, that we keep the cool
Shirt white, collar tight
But a live wire with a glitch
Cannot be shut down by flipping a toggle-switch
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2. |
If You Give In
04:07
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If You Give In
I don´t have the right
To mess with your plan
You have all things mapped out
What drives you, I understand
To never again be played for a fool
We both know what we run from
But we don´t really know where we run to
If you give in, all senses wide
To the moment, you´re truly alive
We must seize this instant volatile
I won´t let it slip by
We keep roaming the streets
Always on our toes, quick on our feet
We´ve lost our naivity
But we don´t want it back!
Happiness is a stray cat
And they don´t walk a straight track
While we look for the distant
Luck dances ´round our feet
If you give in, all senses wide
To the moment, you´re truly alive
We must seize this instant volatile
I won´t let it slip by
If you give in, all senses wide
To the moment, you´re truly alive
We must seize this instant volatile
I´ve been taught, learned my lesson
In a heartbeat can lay happiness
This one night with you has opened my eyes
On our little hit and run, we´re partners in crime
It has shined a light, the great plan has failed
It kills the moment bearing love
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3. |
Gun Boy
04:21
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Gun Boy
For a summer we were best friends
Although he was a great mystery to me
Without prenotion or many words
Kids recognize a fellow companion
His parents gone, all day he was alone
Kept the world outside, fought on his own
Hiding in the ditch behind the house
Gun boy, gun boy, always on the run
To defend yourself his father said
At times a man must hold a gun in his hand
This was the only lesson
For a boy already missed in action
So one day he´ll become a soldier
´Cause no one comes to close to a man with a gun
Fighting in a ditch behind some house
Gun boy, gun boy
The otherness, my antipole
I can´t walk in your shoes
Surrogate on the darker side
You let me see the world through your eyes
Body laying next to the pool
In a puddle of blood, life´s residue
To beat out the numbness it needs the pain
They can never leave him alone again
He climbed the roof, balanced high
No risk, no fun! Was it to feel alive?
Did he close his eyes and wait for the fall?
His life´s a gunshot, painful for all
Gun Boy, Gun Boy
The otherness, my antipole
I can´t walk in your shoes
Surrogate on the darker side
You let me see the world through your eyes
All memories are riddles
And life is stuck for an answer
We connect the coloured dots
In search for a pattern, to know what we´re at
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Lullaby
05:01
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Lullaby
Sleepwalk through a daydream
Blind to signs of what must not be
Doubts gave way to make-believe
Ten foot deep, I had them buried
Hidden well from sunlight
To dig them up at night-time
Lights out, eyes wide open
Strings pulled, resistance broken
Her side is long cold and she´s over yonder
But when my eyes close, she slips under
Angel above my head
And monster under my bed
Reach out for me
Thread by thread it comes together
The weaver, he shows me better
It was all there, layed out for me
All this time waiting for me
The truth about my baby
Remained far out of reach for me
Well kept under lock and key
By her kiss, tender and shady
Her kiss goodnight
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5. |
Man On Wire
05:40
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Man On Wire
He stands on top, touching the sky
He takes the step over the edge
The wind is blowing, New York in awe
But I know he will not fall
He spanned that wire so many years ago
His whole life he prepared for this coup
As he grows, the towers get higher
How far will he still go?
He feels the bliss, just like the first kiss
Hearts go out to the man on wire
Dancer in the sky all by himself
Life´s pure, when we play with the fire
In my dreams I walked in his shoes many times before
Back in school, he already had
The fire, the madness in his eyes
Some call in madness, others say passion
He is willing to sacrifice
„Seize the day boy! Make life worthwhile!”
That´s what I hear him say to me
“Life is a game, you win and you lose
Set your stakes, it`s up to you.”
Idleness eats time,grows fat,feels fine
Hearts go out to the man on wire
Dancer in the sky all by himself
Life´s pure, when we play with the fire
In my dreams I walked in his shoes many times before
Hearts go out to the man on wire
Dancer in the sky all by himself
Life´s pure, when we play with the fire
In my dreams I walked in his shoes many times before
Hearts go out to the man on wire
Hearts go out to the man on wire
Lifes pure, when we play with the fire
In my dreams,so many times I´ve walked in his shoes
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TAKE OFF TO NOVA Cologne, Germany
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