ECHO OF THE WOODS
Once more we’re ringing the bell
For the long forgotten road and what is left
Too tall is the mountains regret
Our own private hills of doubts and bills fill this rusty shed
And we hold on tight what is over
Shuttered by the words not said
Caught in the echo of the woods
When a thought becomes an other
Ripped of it’s meanings bed
Our love is hold by the things we had
Our love is hold by the things we had
No harm will take what is set
Slowly walking down the lane not knowing yet
Right there a weight on the chest
A couple of stones directing where it goes giving birth to what we’ve fed
And we hold on tight what is over
Shuttered by the words not said
Caught in the echo of the woods
When a thought becomes an other
Ripped of it’s meanings bed
Our love is hold by the things we had
Our love is hold by the things we had
And we hold on tight what is over
Shuttered by the words not said
Caught in the echo of the woods
When a thought becomes an other
Ripped of it’s meanings bed
Our love is hold by the things we had
Our love is hold by the things we had
TO THE RIVER
Sleep tight we just grow older
In just a glimpse of time we will not be the same
Dust on the floor, the days get colder
Dandelion seeds carry long forgotten dreams caught in a frame
Can we go out to the river
Where we always felt our needs
Taken by the fluent dark
On a journey to the sea
It’s the fox behind this door who knows it better
Roaming the meadows before our breath disappears
Where the winds are coming from is not a kind of matter
The singing lark reminds of long forgotten parts and faith will settle down here
Can we go out to the river
Where we always felt our needs
Taken by the fluent dark
On a journey to the sea
Can we go out to the water
Listening to the rustling reeds
Following the rivers call
On a journey to the sea
Sleep tight we just grow older
In just a glimpse of time we will not be the same
Dust on the floor, the days get colder
Dandelion seeds carry long forgotten dreams caught in a frame
YOUR RHYTHM
Covered with snow knowing right what’s over
Remembering the time when we eagerly awaited spring
No kindly spoken word is able to replace your shoulder
And another year in the row the blanket is getting thin
They’ve said we can’t dance in the dark
But isn’t it the time of dreams and fallen stars
Now we are a lifetime apart
But I promise to keep your rhythm in my heart
But I promise to keep your rhythm in my heart
When the colors breaking in and the world sings from within I hold her
Another tiny hand and I realize your words ran deep
From the the patterns of your clothes to the wrinkles on your nose I’ve told her
And another year in the row I feel your rhythm deep within
They’ve said we can’t dance in the dark
But isn’t it the time of dreams and fallen stars
Now we are a lifetime apart
But I promise to keep your rhythm in my heart
But I promise to keep your rhythm in my heart
They’ve said we can’t dance in the dark
But isn’t it the time of dreams and fallen stars
Now we are a lifetime apart
But I promise to keep your rhythm in my heart
But I promise to keep your rhythm in my heart
ROOTS
A goose in the dark next to tiny hands
Always giving what it takes to be free
A trail of dust around a haggard chin
Keeps fighting although to weak to win
Blame it to the moon that our revery has become mad
Would we do it all again
Is it due to our roots when we only see the firmament
Drawn before carefully in the sand
A sharp mind holding firm even it seals the end
Dreaming of days beyond the fence
A piano tune in a hazy room carried away
By an unwritten melody of faith
Uh_____
Blame it to the moon that our revery has become mad
Would we do it all again
Is it due to our roots when we only see the firmament
Drawn before carefully in the sand
Drawn before carefully in the sand
MONSTERS IN THE ROW
Do you feed your monsters in the dark
When the fire is burning, the fire is burning low
A slow attack is kicking in your heart
Making a giant gap, a giant gap of a hole
But days will getting brighter and you know
Even though the things we hunt for get out of control
We can’t get lost when we feed and trust our heart’s desire
This story is never ending and you know
The harder we try to fill a hole
We can’t get lost when we’re caring most of what our heart admires
Is it all the changing in the shades
When our eyes are too busy, too busy all night long
A pot of gold is not what they seek
A focus point to rest is what they adore
But days will getting brighter and you know
The harder we try to fill a hole
We can’t get lost when we feed and trust our heart’s desire
This story is never ending and you know
The harder we try to fill a hole
We can’t get lost when we’re caring most of what our heart admires
We can’t let go all the monsters in the row
Before they didn’t taught us well what we don’t know
When it all comes down to the value of the win
We might lose it all but become more sanguine
