LYRICS

Memory Lane

 

Your girlfriend told me she’ll never be good enough for you

She looked away and I was afraid to say anything

I might disturb what was never there.

Every day I wait for the train it’s routine now

Looking at a big flat screen on a badly colored moldy wall

Thoughts…They carry me to previously I seemed to know…!

I walked beside you when the sky was falling down

On cloudy days you had your ways to entertain me

You meant so well,  under a clear sky.

Then I look around and all I see are bad things

On cloudy days I feel betrayed by a ray of sunlight

It tries to entertain what’s left of my heart.

All the things you taught me were wiped out as easily as they break down old houses

Their stories are telling me too: “…Walk on to Abbey Road..”

Thoughts…are closing down Memory Lane and  I still remain…!

I walked beside you when the sky was falling down

On cloudy days you had your ways to entertain me

You meant it well and yet so over me now.

Then I look around and all I see are bad things

On cloudy days I feel betrayed by a ray of sunlight

It tries to play with what’s left of my heart.

SANCTUARY

 

Cold and down

Must I feel

 

Lost and shocked

In the heart of the storm

The frightening oncoming surge

The battle still to the fore

 

Numb, cold and down

Is there something wrong with me?

 

When I try

To fall asleep

A feeling of eternity

Under heavenly light

Cold and down, down, down, down, ooh…

 

Then I see the children laughing

And playing in the sea, I wonder

Who will hear the fathers, the mothers

Despite their tears and years from now?

 

 

So cold, so cold

So down I shouldn’t be so down so down so down.

The Omen 

 

The most famous man in the world is Einstein

I believe in what he knew, in what he saw and aware of the fact

He is one of yours

When Schindler died he was a brave man and wise

Men earn a great deal of respect in their time

They did what they had to do

You had them

If you had them you matched them

 

Terrified and we sacrificed love

Over nothing

Nothing can take you away from me

Still I don’t want to know

 

Did I ever tell you my story

I don’t want to know

Wer kann sonst offen sein

Ohne einfach zu erzählen wie wir sind und was wir tun

Soon you just want to know

 

If I ever tell you my story

You don’t need to know

It never occurred to me that you’re

The only fun I had

Until you’re gone

DE CONFRONTATIE

 

ALS EEN KIND DAT HUILT

BANG EN ALLEEN

TOCH KOMT, HET MES , STEEDS DICHTERBIJ.

DIT PRACHTIGE KIND HET MOET LIJDEN

DIT PRACHTIGE DIER MOET DOOD

EEN ‘DOOD ZONDER REDE’

EN ‘DOOD ZONDER REDE’ IS DOODSLAG.

WANT HET VLEES DAT JE BLOOTSTELT AAN VUUR

IS NIET SAPPIG, ONMISBAAR OF PUUR

MAAR DOOD ZONDER REDE

EN DOOD ZONDER REDE IS DOODSLAG.

EN HET KALF DAT JE KLIEFT OP JE BORD

OOK DOODSLAG

EN DE VOGELS NODELOOS

OOK DOODSLAG.

ALS JE ZIET HOE DIEREN DOODGAAN.

DE WAARHEID IS CONFRONTEREND

NIET GERUSTSTELLEND, PIJNLOOS OF REIN.

HET IS GUTSEND BLOED MET DE GODLOZE STANK VAN DOODSLAG.

NIET NATUURLIJK, NORMAAL OF GEZOND

IN HET SLACHTHUIS  WORDT MASSAMOORD GESMOORD

VOOR HET VLEES IN JE MOND

MET DE ZIELLOZE SMAAK VAN DOODSLAG.

NODELOOS. HET IS DOODSLAG.

NODELOOS.

DOODSLAG.