Album 'Between Blue Days' 2007

The Blind Man

While holding his girl in his arms again.
Hold on to his bride one last time.
He'd saved his last dimes to head out for the North.
Might make it there covered by night.

Here the life of the blind man.
Fight to queue up with the brave.
Here the life of the blind man.
The blind man who tasted his grave.

Dear brothers " I've come to a light in your case".
In this place we will no longer dwell.
I've seen how the wrecked us, now we will stand ground.
Send them cruel bloody bastards to hell

Here the life of the blind man.
Fight to queue up with the brave
Here the life of the blind man.
The blind man who tasted his grave.

Now he's up in the dull town where he was once born.
He's up there for all men to see.
His blood covered head on a pole in the south.
Arms north and his legs in between.

Here the life of the blind man.
Fight to queue up with the brave.
Here the life of the blind man.
The blind man who tasted his grave.
The blind man who tasted his grave.

 

Stormy Shores

If I were a warrior, I'd fight in several wars.
Sooner than you would expect, my face was filled with scars.
Up the highest mountain ranges, out into the plains.
Ride with me the devil's trail, or die here in the sand.

It's the same breeze, rude as we are.
Upon the stormy shores of yours.
The same breeze, rude as we are.
Upon the stormy shores.
The stormy shores of yours.

Rudolf was a brave young man, rode his horse Skondi.
Lord he was the fastest shooter, ever to be seen.
Drove up against the prairie winds, out into the plains.
Said "Ride with me the devil's trail, or die here in the sand."

Chorus - solo - Chorus

 

Weak man's trip

Empty pavement streets tonight.
Just a city in rest.
While the rest kept racing on.
I'm on a weak man's trip.
I'm on a weak man's trip.

Empty page in front of me.
Untold story of life.
Where the rest kept graving on.
I'm on a weak man's trip.
I'm on a weak man's trip.

Weak man's trip.
I'm on a weak man's trip.

 

Junkie man

Junkie man pays the price of a lifestyle.
Understands his faith.
Junkie man pays the price of freedom.
Yonder stands the man.

Always in between.
The spaces we won't see.
Always in between.
Faces we won't meet.

I'm alive, you're my friend.
I'm alive, you're my friend.

Junkie girl knows the price of freedom.
She's been along the trace.
Junkie girl pays the price of a lifestyle.
It's lying in her face.

She's aware.
She's aware, now.
Always in between.
Spaces we won't see.
Always in the scene.
Faces we won't meet.

I'm alive, you're my friend.
I'm alive, you're my friend.

 

Good Old Johnny

Good old Johnny felt at ease.
Playing jolly melodies.
At the corner of the street.
Where them jolly people meet.

As the old man falls asleep.
He's in charge of thousand dreams.
But he won't wake up no more.
In his dreams he passed the door.

Old man sank into the soil.
For a bright new life to come.
Old man sank into the soil.
In his dreams he flows along.

Watch the sailor fight the storm.
Will he win or loose control.
Like a hundred times before.
He'll find the bloody shore.

Yes the sailor saved the day.
Now he drinks the night away.
Till the early birds have come.
And he joins them in their songs.

Wished that I could be that one.
Like a sailor fierce and strong.
Wished that I could be that one.
Like a freebird singing songs.

 

Up the meadows

Those were crazy nights.
In the summer up the meadows.
Moonlight shadows.

They were clear and bright.
Our souls became real mellow.
Clean and shallow.

We fed on, we felt alright.
We felt odd, we've been alright.

Now the ties that bind.
Left us all behind.
We head on, to forget all.

Now we're soaked in lies.
There ain't nothing left to feed on.
To bet on.
To feed on, to fell alright.
To feed on, to feel alright.

 

The fear

Up in a hazy daydream, we would waste our sorrow.
Leave them somewhere deep inside.
Back in those bluesy days, we could tast black horror.
Leaving not much left to find.

Climbing up this treacherous hillside in a wave of moral.
Leaving trash heaps far behind.
I'm in a state evoking crowd, shaped blurry.
Hover somewhere in my mind.

And it doesn't like me, doesn't like me, doesn't like me.

The fear, for the air to swallow.
The fear, for the air to taste.

All quite done now, innovate, don't follow.
There's an ocean left to find.
Avoid the deep blacks, to embrace the shallow.
Grab that save but tangled line.

And it doesn't fight me, doesn't fight me, doesn't fight me.

The fear, for the air to swallow.
The fear, for the air to taste.

Up in a hazy daydream we would waste our sorrow.
Leave the trash heaps far behind.
Back in those bluesy days, we could taste black horror.
Bleeding somewhere in our minds.

 

Wait out there

She said  I'll be with you, in the spring.
I'll come to comfort you again.

I'll be the water in your sea.
To fill your heart with sacred dreams.

She'll come to grace me once again.
To be the trace between the shades.

We'll do away with what we've said.
I'll picture you between the shades.

She took my time, she took my precious time.

She came out my cruel hard exceptional baby.
She came out my cruel hard exceptional baby.
Send me to a stone world.
To that sky scrapers world.
Send me to a stone world.
To that sky scrapers world.

She said wait out there, and I waited there.
She said wait out there, and I waited there.

Yeah, we went out there, in the spring.
Yeah, we went out there, in the spring.

 

Sad Samanda

A new day, no compromise, no way to escape.
A new wave, inspired, by the conscience of a slave.

Those hot eyes, make you wonder.
The sad spell, she puts you under.
She might feel save here in a way.

Samanda, come on home tonight.
Samanda, come on home tonight.

Hey, hey, come on in, I'll make you feel okay.
Hey, hey, its your day Joe, feel the sway.

The sad spell she puts you under.
Here's one more, come on over.
She's your little honky tonk tonight.

Samanda come on home tonight.
Samanda come on home tonight.
Samanda come on home tonight.

 

Between Blue Days

Sunny Days, show me blue tidal waves like they're meant to.
Hunted pace, brake away from a tight save zone, how I wish to.
Go there straight.

Where it all begins, all comes out tonight.

We may find our way, between blue days.
We may find our way, between blue days.

Sail away, move around the wires tonight and begin to.
Oversee, unexpected fires of love, when you wish to.

They may all come down, all comes down tonight.

We may find our way between blue days.
We may find our ways between blue days.

 

Dawnfall Angel

Ready to come down.
Downfall angel.
Ready to unwind.
Gone for ages.

Ready to come down.
Dawnfall angel.
Ready to unwind.
Wounds are aging

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