Lyrics

PEOPLE IN TROUBLE (Raffetseder/Raffetseder)

The sound of a tear louder than bombers in flight There’s a whole lot of people in trouble For a moment I swear I heard, the words come alive When I’m sleeping

There’s a hole in between where I end up and where I begin Winter is coming, I’m stacking my summer thoughts I’m riding the waves in my head in search of a tune When I’m sleeping

People in trouble - never old and never young People in trouble - grow excuses on their tongue People in Trouble

Words on a tongue find a way to heal or to curse You eat them when humbled and spit out the pie Up on my cloud, embedded in echo and chime When I’m sleeping

People in trouble - live in prose and die in rhyme People in Trouble – always tossed around by time People in Trouble

People in trouble live in London in Rome and Paree People in trouble live in houses and flats vis a vis They sometimes adore what they hate, like you and me

THE PAINTER (Raffetseder/Raffetseder)

In my sky, in my sky I‘m a cloud Light and shade, the way I love, so proud When the Moon is on the rise Bleary visions blind my eyes, in the sky

In my house high in the sky, there are a thousand rooms or more, can’t find a way out of the door There, a painting waits for you, growing slowly in and out the empty canvas of a painters doubt

When the Sun begins to shine Colors bright will meet your eyes, in the sky In my head up in the sky, it‘s so clear senses flow and textures grow, in my sphere

When the stars look down and sigh Color strokes will laugh and cry, in my sky

GLOOMY TRAIL (Wildfellner)

The faded grey on rainy streets, the dark shade of life Seems to be the only way we know as we stride Walking through this distant place to find a guiding light But all we come across each day is bad sarcasm and decline And though we try to make it better now I know we fail For all we find out is that we won’t learn on this eternal trail

Gloomy trail

And if we follow all the signs we’ll see that in the end we’ll start again like me We’re running on the spot without a feel, silly little hamsters in a wheel

We came so far for love and grace, we struggled hard to get a key But all we’ve found out at the very end, there’s none for you and me And though we try to make it better now, I know we fail For all we find out is that we won’t learn on this eternal trail

Gloomy trail

THE COLUMN OF TRINITY (Wildfellner)

I walk around this well-known ground strollin’ through the streets of my hometown Here comes the place, big baroque face, I pass the house with the glockenspiel sound And here it is scaffolded still, the “Black Death Memorial” if you will

The Column of Trinity Winding marble and the Golden Three The point where we used to meet The symbol of you and me and our love The Column of Trinity

I turn around, I’m nowhere bound, I look up to the tower of the Hall of Town  And yet it’s there, the balcony where, the madman used to stand and stare The old river flows, my lazy friend, carryin’ all stories to some Black Sea shore I cross the bridge whilst movin’ on north, the former border between the Allied Forces

The Column of Trinity Winding marble and the golden three 3000 cows worth The symbol of you and me and our love The Column of Trinity, the Column of Trinity, …

SHADOWPLAY (Raffetseder/Raffetseder)

The cheaters came to stay they would make me pay for every sleepless night serving cups and cakes You feel a warm desire you squeeze it out of sight you turn it into fire

always searching for a star open night here we are We’re people in a shadowplay We’re people in a shadowplay We’re people in a shadowplay

When I was up for some other toys always on the go when i was a boy me and my brother too we where the Queen of them all How could I feel the same A million times away in a queue from day to day

always searching for a star open night here we are We’re people in a shadowplay We’re people in a shadowplay We’re people in a shadowplay....

How long will this be going on how long, how long too much water too close to home how long, how long

We’re people in a shadowplay We’re people in a shadowplay We’re people in a shadowplay that’s what we are

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