1. LULLABY

Four riders will come from the north
bringing snow and ice
they guarantee you will extend
in their magical device

Although they won´t speak a word
the perceptive will understand
you can lead a beautiful life
just let them take you by the hand

It is time to realize
that the writing on the wall
contains a number of solutions
if you take your time

They are knights without a kingdom
worshippers without a queen
they are here to convert you
and to make infidels redeem

It is time to realize
that the writing on the wall
creates a number of illusions
have you got the time

I don´t know why
it seems like every time it rains
she comes as no surprise

You gather into too large rooms
your face in disguise
you move towards the corner
he sings his lullaby

Picture you in sunlight
with flowers in your hair
precious yet unbearable
there´s changes in the air

Lost causes leads you astray
commercialized forces don´t obey

The bitter taste of yesterday
puts weather on your face
it rains within and from above
you´re trapped inside his maze

In season out of season
we sleep under the sky
a pinetree sings our lullaby
in outr cradle on the rhye

Lost causes leads me astray
commercialized forces I won´t obey

Grab your ears it´s time to run
bring your guns down the sun
they gonna try to steal your mind
remember what they left behind

I don´t know why
it seems like every time it rains
she comes as no surprise

If you kneel before their lord
look at what you can afford
and if you read between his lines
you can tell his not divine

I don´t know why
it seems like every time it rains
she comes as no surprise

I don´t know how
it seems like everyone's insane
and that includes me and you


2. SNIPER

Don´t waste no tears over the lost years
just doing the duty in of freewill , in for the kill

I was young a blue-eyed kid
only eighteen years old
beliving in the familiar quotations
glory and fight for your country
be a real hero , show your braveness to the world

get in the line , get drafted
just like a rat , in a rattrap

We were sent on a secret mission
far behind enemy lines
a dead end trip with no way out
strange orders loaded with lies
an obscure target in the jungle
destroy all that you can see
but it started wrong , a big miscalculation
they were shooting from every tree

Sniper , I´m crawling over barbed wire
Sniper , I´m lost and I´m trapped here
please help me back to civilization
I´m so tired of this war and
I don´t want to die here
Sniper , I´m stumbling like a blind
Sniper , must leave my fear behind
I can feel the death right by my side

I flush my brain wiht drugs
just to stand the pain
of the hell here and of all that I left behind
I left behind

Running alone in no-mans land
cold scared and hungry
beaten up by the rough jungle an the sniper
is closing in
he´s hidden he´s silent
where the hell is my platoon
I´m not gonna make it on my own
I´m going to die soon

Sniper , I´m crawling over barbed wire
Sniper , I´m lost and I´m trapped here
please help me back to civilization
I´m so tired of this war and
I don´t want to die here
Sniper , I´m stumbling like a blind
Sniper , must leave my fear behind
I can feel the death right by my side
please I wan´t to stay alive

I´m fumbling in the dark
I´m crawling over dead bodies
fall into large holes
that are full of sharp bamboo sticks
that rip my clothes , and rip my flesh
while the smell of napalm
tear my lungs to pieces

Sniper , I´m crawling over barbed wire
Sniper , I´m lost and I´m trapped here
please help me back to civilization
I´m so tired of this war and
I don´t want to die here
Sniper , I´m stumbling like a blind
Sniper , must leave my fear behind
I can feel the death right by my side
please I wan´t to stay alive
Sniper . . . .


3. PERMANENT VACATION

Once I used to read , once I used to think
now I solve my problems
by ordering in another drink
I tasted life with reverence , I used to like myself
today I´m throwing tomorrow away
ruin my health

I need a revolution , a permanent solution
it´s an unbearable temptation
the permanent vacation

Got to do more , be more , creating a life
un fulfilment broken dreams
cuts me like a knife
hell it´s just another hangover
feeding my bitterness
it´s time to wipe away my tears
mending my life in the process

I need a revolution , a permanent solution
it´s an unbearable temptation
the permanent vacation

You say you´re not sure
you say you need more time
I say what are you worrying for
your wish is the same as mine
I´m not trying to change your life
I´m not trying to take control
though your indecision cuts me like a knife
I´m not trying to invade your soul

All we really want is to be held
through the night
for a moment put aside anger , fear and spite
ever since we left paradise
it´s always been our fate
to dream of making love
making up , making hate

Precious little moments building up to tears
while we gently put aside our jealousy and fears
wondering if we found a love that last forever
deciding she´s to loud , narrow minded or whatever..

All we really want is to be held
through the night
for a moment put aside anger , fear and spite
ever since we left paradise
it´s always been our fate
to dream of making love
making up , making hate

My friend went away for the weekend
and he never came back home
he was found with his fathers gun in his mouth
and beside him his last poem . . .
when I heard the news
I just drove around in vain
my head was filled with questions
anger , guilt and shame

Late one night I couldn´t sleep
so I turned my memory around
I saw faces and moves and places we´ve been
some of that good life we found
I hear phrases form a dialogue
and I remember what we said
the way you brushed your hair form your forhead
and how you loved to make me mad

Keep thinking about the way you said goodbye
was it really brave
I keep thinking about the way you said
goodbye , was it really brave . .

I played a record again and again
from side to side
then I put away the best part
of a bottle of whiskey
and sat right down and cried
you were someone I could talk to
you were someone I could trust
now you´re six feet under . .
slowly into dust

Keep thinking about the way you said goodbye
was it really brave
I keep thinking about the way you said
goodbye , was it really brave . .

It´s been to much , I can´t take it anymore so bye , bye brain
to many things going on in my mind
I seek shelter from the pain

My head is spinning
my eyes are fallen out
my stomach seems to open and it´s making me shout
somewhere I´ve lost track of what it´s all about

It´s an amazing sensations
my permanent vacation
my body and brain cannot be disturbed
but sometimes at night my voice
can still be heard
still can be heard , laughing in the asylum

There is no permanent solution
no easy way out of this confusion
no constant happiness
but you´ve got to comprehend
after every storm there lies a rainbows end

The answer is not a permanent vacation
use your humor and your patience
no lasting sanity you´ve got to understand
after every sunset the world lies in your hand . .


4. INTENTIONS

I see your face turn into a sphinx
if it isn´t broken don´t have it fixed
don´t give me that small town charm
if you open your hand it will take arm

I´m fed up with your Bukowski lines
you´re not so bad , your eyes still shines
what do you need that bottle for
I´ve walked in your footsteps but not anymore

So you managed to produce life
out of your self destructive body
before the bringers of insanity came to talk to you again
and the twinkle in your eye
became a reason for escape
just floating with thw water
awaiting the tide

Intentions , I know you had good intentions
but no one cares about intentions
you just have to make this work
Intentions , I know you had good intentions
it´s all up to you , but I think you
can make this work

She missed you when you were away
and she missed you when you were here
the warning in her face just made you feel like running
and ran was what she did
but have you ever stopped to think
that all she ever wanted was for you to catch her

Intentions , I know you had good intentions
but no one cares about intentions
you just have to make this work
Intentions , I know you had good intentions
it´s all up to you , but I think you
can make this work

Rain in your face , cause it could never be tears
why do you have to be so much stronger than the world
it you allowed yourself to feel
would that help you to heel
or would you fall apart at the seems
at the seems

Intentions , I know you had good intentions
but no one cares about intentions
you just have to make this work
Intentions , I know you had good intentions
it´s all up to you , but I think you
can make this work

Responsibility , I know you have the ability
the ability to take
good care of your child


5. THE BEAT OF A DIFFERENT TREE

So you think that history can tell us nothing
it seems just like dead kings on parade
but the past sometimes forms the future
by making us recall the mistakes we made

Now they´re marching down in Munich
they´re marching in Berlin
maybe they´re gonna get a second chance and
maybe this time they will win

We seem to be bound
to make the same mistake as before
when we hear them marching through Europe
but can´t hear them outside our own door

Now they´re marching down in Paris
they´re marching in Amsterdam
do they have to march through your bedroom
before you will make a stand

Now when Europe seems united
we´re suddenly standing without things to say
blaming the economic crises
we just bow our heads
waiting to unite in a different way

Where can I find words to tell you
what ignorance and stupidity can bring
why talk about single outbursts of cruelty
when eight million dead in concentrations camps
don´t seem to mean a thing

So we´re disgusted by the klan
and when crosses are burning we make a fuzz
but we can´t solve problems by blaming others
when those dark sides dwells in all of us

We can dance to the beat
of a different drum or tree
when we´re cynical , magical , lazy , happy
and allows everyone to be

Now the world soon will be divided
in big trade communities
it might break the thin lines of understanding
and prevent the hands of friendship
across the seas

We can dance to the beat
of a different drum or tree
when we´re cynical , magical , lazy , happy
and allows everyone to be
. . . free


6. LIGHTS

The sandman's on the run
and the night is white as milk
yet entering into a dream
to a surface soft as silk

You are talking in my dream
silently but still I feel
you´re looking for a place to hide
and this shade seems to appeal

Sailing on a little raft
among the roaring waves

We once were very close
like fire and ice
we danced as nights drifted away
together telling lies

But how you lingered
through all these years
I never seem to let you go
I´ll always see you through the tears

Sailing on a little raft
among the roaring waves

Lights lights did you see it through your window
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world

Lights lights did you see it through your window
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world
. . . . .from it´s world

Whatever happened that night
when you were entering the light
absorbing you´re minds misery
as a consequence of your life

Sailing on a little raft
among the roaring waves

Lights lights did you see it through your window
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world

Lights lights did you see it through your window
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world
. . . . .from it´s world


7. BOBO THE GARDENER

When you said you needed an honest man
where you refering to Bobo the gardener
he´s a blue eyed son in fear of god
and he swears that he needs no other

Honesty , his words enough for me

You swear it didn´t happened , but you broke his heart
and he´s not smart enough to put it together
when you said that you could stay for a while
he thought that you ment forever

Bitter tears , hope and fears

You could always sing him a song
but you could never give him what he wanted
and he´s taking it all to hard , yes he´s taking it
far to hard

When you said you needed a well built male
where you referring to Bobo the gardener
his mind is narrow and his world may be small
but his shoulders douldn´t be larger

Muscles and bones , a man made of stone

Well he swear he didn´t do it but you broke your neck
and no one could put it together
Bobo has buried you in his garden
where you´ll be together forever

Honesty , his words enough for me

You could always sing him a song
but you could never give him what he wanted
and he´s taking it all to hard , yes he´s taking it
far to hard

When you said you needed an honest man
were you referring to Bobo . . . .


8. SHORT STORY

Standing in a circle , looking for a place to hide
when you´re home watching Oprah
it´s hard to keep your pride
suddenly without shelter , I just can´t comprehend
they said it would last to retirement so why is
this the end

Switching over to the news
I see that you got another top position
while this country is on it´s knees due to your
fatal decision

If you meet me on your way
could you look me in the eyes
would you try to explain
or look at the sky
you made your deals for there´s no crises
can you see what you have done
could you really look me in the eyes

Watching daytime drama
don´t exactly thrill me
forgotten by the world
but they haven´t forgot to bill me
and you´re headline news
presenting your new book
where you try to blame the government
for the chance that you took

Switching over to the news
I see that you got another top position
while this country is on it´s knees due to your
fatal decision

If you meet me on your way
could you look me in the eyes
would you try to explain
or look at the sky
you made your deals for there´s no crises
can you see what you have done
could you really look me in the eyes

9. TRIBUTE (instrumental)