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Behind closed doors

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2 minutes and 10 hours
in 2 minutes and 10 hours
you will call me up
and say that you have to leave me
but i still don't know that
so i look at the stars and i smile
i'm happy

in 2 minutes and 10 hours
you will call me
and that will be the last thing i heard from you
but i still don't know that
so i look at the stars and i smile
i'm happy

i look into the mirror and laugh
you said that you had something important to say
i picture myself
in that long white dress

in 2 minutes and 10 hours
i will look the reciever
and hear the song from you crying
but i still don't know that
so i look at ballons and i laugh
i'm happy

kingdom
i've got a place in the kingdom
i can hear the noice of the hammer
-voices of those who decorate my room
i've got a place in the kingdom
like a bridge i am walking
waiting for my groom

he is tall
he is gracious
i can hear the noice of the hammer
i know i can recognize
voices of those who decorate my room

hiding place
where is my hiding place if not in thy castle
pain steams from my selfminded heart
forrest of words i'm lost in your darkness
silence are you an enemy or a friend
reconsidering my constructions
i have built up a tower
i have built up a shelter
with stones of words
my mind's throwing words back at me
i scream
where is the heart
where is he heart of man

where is the steadfast joy
if not in thy presence
empty empty empty i burn down
oh consuming fire take me over
to what i no longer understand
reconsidering my constructions
i have built up a tower
i have built up a shelter
with stones of words
i can hear you
and i lay down my sword
as i cry holy holy holy

it's not a matter of
i don't say that it aint an offer
i don't say it won't give me pain
it's not a matter of season
i've given this away
but the joy it brings is so much greater
and the fear is so much less
i'don't say i'll always be smiling
i dont say all days will be bright
it's not a matter of season
i've given this away
but my heart can't stop the beating
and my feet can't stop the dance

beauty queen
beauty queen
follow all the way under
there is lightening and thunder
at my road
but i know you will find secrets lying
all around when you're dying
from yourself
in my well

trust me i am right here behind you
shouting so you can know when to turn
trust me i have walked here before
and i know every shore in this well
you can dwell here

train under water
a tiny ray of light is sneaking up from under water
maybe a lonely fisherman can notice it sometimes
my guess is that the light is gona before somebody sees it
the reason of this mystic thing is mad up in my mind

down in the dark i hear a song from the wagon 57
hear dancing steps and polka tunes
men and women laugh
reflections in the water give impressions of some faces
a castle built of gold and diamonds deep deep in the sand

train under water can someone see the light

the reason of this celebration beats my understanding
but i will not prefer another sight than just what's there
the fisherman is fishing and the music has no ending
meanwhile there are seagulls swimming through the atmosphere

train under water can someone see the light

the man who left his past
he is sure of his acts
this time he will make it right
buys a ticket to the future
only happiness in sight
nothing is to stop him now
but as the bus is leaving town
he can see the houses crying over people he let down
free from all the expectations
he is ready for a life
he is done with situations that brought trouble
hate and strife
but he cannot forget the memories
the good times with his friends
he once did think he knew them
until they broke down all his fences

in the town there's people hurting
people that can't understand
why the son of life and gladness is moving to another land
there's no number they can call to
no adresses left to write
no goodbye hugs for children
no more kisses as goodnight
from the heavens i hear noises from the bottle counting tears
and a hundret men are writing songs and poetry of fears
-only time can heal a broken heart
i once heard a wise man say
but for the man who left his past
will time just send him further away
... will he come back again?

richard
richard my little boy
bring back the memories
of how it was
when i was young
richard my little boy
bring back the feeling
of how it was
to sing a new song

i watch an elderly woman on a bench in the park
i see a doll on her lap i can hear her sing out loud
richard my little boy
bring back the memories
of how it was
when i was young

richard my little friend
always listen carefully to your heart
in all that you do
richard my little friend
take all my words
and build up a world
with letters from them

years have painted her hair and coloured her face
she has lost all her loved ones this park is her
sacred place
richard my little friend
take all my words
and build up a world
with letters from them

you want to buy it instead
you hit the door with you head
searching for that which is good
the bruises is part of the way
you say it will give you a higher crown

you hit the door with your head
the noise is so loud every time
your head meets the steal
...desire so much to get in

they tell you the door is already open
you may enter, you may come

you hit the door with your head
you want to buy it instead

behind closed doors
just to get these thoughts in order
this is not an easy life
still my burdens are cast over
to a man which i call friend
have your way with me i cry out
my soul screams
have your way with me

tired of confusions
this power is so strong i know
my feelings are quarreling with me again
-but i know that i am right
love that grips me
love that holds me closer than a man can ever do
love that grips me
i wisper softly behind closed doors
i love you

late at night
i see people turning off their lights
-in their houses
it's late at night
i hear whispers from outside my door

gentle feet
walking in silence
so i won't wake up from my sleep
but i hear them anyway

late at night

i remember our sentences
said and pronounced in all different way
melodies inside my head
keeping me company

gentle feet
walking in silence
so i won't wake up from my sleep
but i hear them anyway

late at night Top