|
|
1. It Never Will Come Back |
Printversie |
Top |
|
|
|
Muziek & teksten door Steven Kolacny |
|
|
|
|
|
|
If I should be some kind of Jesus
I would pray for absolution and peace
Instead of taking the nails from my wounds
That’s not what a Jesus is supposed to do
If I should be some kind of genius
I would find a solution for us
It hasn’t been, worse than this
So sad, such a waste of time
‘cause it never will come back. (R)
It never will come back again
If I should be some kind of coward
I would turn my back on to you
And hide myself from the darkness outside
That’s just what a coward is supposed to do
If I should be some kind of fool
I would believe that your love was for real
Look now what’s left of our dreams So sad, such a waste
of time
‘cause it never will come back. (R)
It never will come back again
Your eyes
Your little eyes
They ask me
Time and again
Was this your idea?
Your big masterplan? (x 2) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
2. Splinter
|
Printversie |
Top |
|
|
|
Muziek door Steven Kolacny
Teksten door Jo Dawson |
|
|
|
|
Splinter, you infected my mind.
Eyes might be closed, but I'm not blind.
Splinter, swallow your lies
You, with your 'fuck-me' eyes
Tormentor in disguise.
Splinter, under my skin
Burrowing deeper in
Where I end you begin.
Pain if I cut you out
Pain if you stay, no doubt.
Splinter inside me,
With your warped duplicity
Shard of cruelty.
Splinter parasite
Taint my day and haunt my night
There's no peace in sight.
Splinter in my skin.
Splinter inside me,
In too deep to set me free.
Splinter inside me.
Splinter parasite,
Taint my day and haunt my night.
Splinter in my skin, burrow deeper in, I end you
begin.
Splinter inside me, warped duplicity, shard of
cruelty.
Bur-row in
to my skin. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
3. Seashell
|
Printversie |
Top |
|
|
|
Muziek: Steven Kolacny
Teksten: Jo Dawson |
|
|
|
|
Take my hand and come walk with me
down towards the enchanting sea.
I'll run laughing across the sand.
You'll just smile 'cause you understand.
Watch the sun kiss the rising sea,
trembling sparkles of ecstasy.
Waves break, simmer, and then renew,
just as sometimes a heart can do.
I walked the full length of the beach until
I found the most beautiful seashell.
Fragments of all the things you've said
smi_le tenderly in my head.
Beaming sun is still trying to
burn the way that I burn for you.
Feel the waves as they fall and rise.
Breathe in deeply and close my eyes.
Let me not ever wake from this
precious moment of perfect bliss.
I walked the full length of the beach until
I found the most beautiful seashell.
Stay here with me
down by the sea.
For the others there on that beach
ou_r heaven was out of reach.
They heard only the dolphins' cries.
We heard music and angels' sighs.
We gazed out to the horizon,
sea and sky melting into one.
Whispered line where the blue meets blue.
Just as vague as where I meet you.
In the wake of that golden day
mem(o)ries still take my breath away.
I touched heaven when you touched me
down beside the enchanting sea.
I walked the full length of the beach until
I found the most beautiful seashell, for me.
Sunset glows.
Come with me.
One last race
to the sea. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
4. I Will Bleed For You
|
Printversie |
Top |
|
|
|
Muziek: Steven Kolacny
Teksten: Jo Dawson |
|
|
|
|
Shift ends for
Stars and fear.
New sun will
Soon be here.
Tingling toes,
Numb fingers.
Four A.M.
Chill lingers.
Night monsters,
Drenched in light
Start to fade
Lose their might.
Clean slate skies;
Solid blue.
I think of you.
As you walk through
All the barbed wire
Of the day
Look away, love
And I will bleed
for you.
And if your eyes
Become jaded,
Lose their spark,
I'll re-kindle
Them with my own
Fi-re.
Shift ends for
Daydreams dear.
Moon's solace
Nearly here.
Treasured songs
Wash away
The tarnish
Of the day.
Cascading
Memories fight,
Keeping me
From the night.
Warm pictures
To cling to
I think of you.
As you walk through
All the barbed wire
Of the day
Look away, love
And I will bleed
for you.
And if your eyes
Become jaded,
Lose their spark,
I'll re-kindle
Them with my
Un-fading fire.
Through every year
Through every tear
Just know this:
I'll be gentle and strong
Let me come along
I will bleed for you.
Shift ends for
Stars and fear
And I pray
Hope's sunrise
Will brighten
Every day.
As you walk through
All the barbed wire
I'll be there too.
Close your eyes or
Look away, love
And I will bleed;
Bleed for you. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
5. Raintears
|
Printversie |
Top |
|
|
|
Muziek: Steven Kolacny
Teksten: Jo Dawson |
|
|
|
|
Caffeine spills, as the world speeds by.
Train cacophony hides my sigh.
Raintears spill and the windows smear.
My tears spill because you're not here.
And in another place
your kiss would dry my face.
Each passing field and tree
separates you from me.
Raintears are all I see.
Gave my blessing, and you were gone.
Stars burnt out as the years rolled on.
Gave my heart, as I always do.
Lost myself the day I lost you.
And in another place
I'd heal in your embrace.
My honey-drizzled dreams
sweeten lonely in-betweens.
Each passing day and year
taunts me 'cause you're not here.
Wounds won't close
'cause I know
somehow I
let you go.
Let me go.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
6. Woorden
|
Printversie |
Top |
|
|
|
Muziek & teksten door Steven Kolacny |
|
|
|
|
En zoekend naar mijn woorden.
Je had het vast gezien.
“Wat ik je wilde vragen?”
Een andere keer misschien.
Blijf heel even want ik kan niet zonder jou.
Hou me vast en zeg me dat het goed zal gaan.
Ga niet weg,
Blijf mij bij.
‘k Zie je graag,
Hou van mij.
Wat kan er nog gebeuren?
Het wachten duurt zo lang.
Ik zoek weer naar mijn woorden.
Het wachten maakt mij bang.
Blijf heel even want ik kan niet zonder jou.
Hou me vast en zeg domweg “Ik hou van jou”
Ga niet weg,
Blijf mij bij.
‘k Zie je graag,
Hou van mij. (2x) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
7. Paper Plane
|
Printversie |
Top |
|
|
|
Muziek door Steven Kolacny
Teksten door Vincent Neyt |
|
|
|
|
Shall we dance by candle light?
watch our paper plane take flight?
Let it drift into the night
see it disappear from sight
Oh you, staring secretly at you (Ref)
Oh you, dreaming secretly that soon
I will carry you away
in my private paper plane
for two
for two
Rollercoaster upside down
from the clouds into the ground
for you
for you
Trying hard to read your mind
in the currents of your eyes
Oh you, staring secretly at you (Ref)
Oh you, dreaming secretly that soon
I will carry you away
in my private paper plane
for two
for two |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
8. A Little More Each Time |
Printversie |
Top |
|
|
|
Muziek door Steven Kolacny
Teksten door Vincent Neyt |
|
|
|
|
close your eyes
love of mine
warm your bones
by the fire
all of your worries
all of your sighs
let them all go up in smoke
let them all see you smile
a little more each time
a little more each time
even if it takes all night
I'll make you smile
don't be shy
it's only me
i think it's time now
to set you free
free from all dark thoughts
free to go wild
shout it out into the sky
let the moon see you smile
a little more each time
a little more each time
even if it takes all night
I'll make you smile
the cinders from the fire
the twinkle in your eye
it takes me by surprise
I'm so surprised
a little more each time
a little more each time
even if it takes all night
you will smile
now its all
said and done
how do we
carry on?
now its all
said and done
how do we
carry on?
carry on
carry on |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
9. Kleine Man |
Printversie |
Top |
|
|
|
Muziek & teksten door Steven Kolacny |
|
|
|
|
Kan je mij vertellen hoe jouw wereld werk’lijk is?
Een wereld zonder zorgen? Of loopt het soms toch wat mis?
Het blijft wel altijd wennen om jezelf te zien in’t
klein.
Nooit gedacht dat je om iemand zo bezorgd kon zijn.
‘s Avonds voor het slapen even kijken naar de maan.
Dan vraag je of je met een ladder op een wolk kan staan.
Je moet nog zoveel leren, ’ s morgens vroeg naar ’t
schooltje gaan.
Op die grote speelplaats zie ‘k je bijna niet meer staan
Kleine man! Die lief zijn kan
Moet ik je vertellen hoe de wereld werk’lijk is?
Want weet je, kleine jongen, er loopt toch altijd wat
mis
Kijk maar naar je papa, die doet niet zoals het hoort.
Ik zie je naar hem kijken, denken: “Die is flink
gestoord!”
“Cola is gezond! Je krijgt er nieuwe tanden van!”
Hoe kan je het verzinnen! Je verbaast mij, kleine man.
Pas maar op! Je papa is een opvoedkundekrak.
Maar al mijn theorieën int’reseren je geen zak.
Kleine man! Die “liegen” kan.
Ooit ben jij sterk en groot
Je zoontje, bij jou op de schoot
En zomaar, zonder een vraag
Zeg jij, “Kleine man, ik zie je graag”
Kleine man
Superman
Die alles kan
Kleine man |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
10. Magic
|
Printversie |
Top |
|
|
|
Muziek door Steven Kolacny
Teksten door Vincent Neyt & Steven Kolacny |
|
|
|
|
Oh my love
can't you see
how I love you
how I need you
Oh my love
sing to me
when you whisper
in your sweet voice
magic, every word is
magic, every kiss from
You my love
make me blush
stir my senses
take my breath a-
way my love
make it stop
you've cast a spell
made me helpless
magic, every word is
magic, every kiss from you
every bad dream
every sad scream
fades away when you release your charms
when those wild eyes
look into mine I can feel the
magic, every word is
magic, every kiss from you |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|