Καθίστε και σκεφτείτε λίγο γιατί δεν μπορείτε να απολαύσετε τη ζωή σας..Γιατί μια έξοδος στο κοσμοπολίτικο beach club σας συγκινεί περισσότερο από μια ήρεμη βόλτα στην παραλία..Γιατί έχετε χάσει την ικανότητα να ακούτε το κύμα..Σας λυπάμαι..Έχετε ξεχάσει αυτό που ήσασταν κάποτε και βάζετε και τα παιδιά σας στο ίδιο τριπάκι από φόβο μήπως και γίνουν ευαίσθητα και συναισθηματικά και μετά δεν μπορούν να επιβιώσουν.Και δεν λέω ότι εγώ είμαι ο τέλειος,αλλά τουλάχιστον έχω ακόμα την ικανότητα να χαίρομαι με μικρά πράγματα και να μην τα πουλάω για φανταχτερά βαμμένα σκατά.Αν ποτέ μου γίνω σαν εσάς,σας παρακαλώ ας μου δώσει κάποιος ένα πιστόλι..τα υπόλοιπα θα τα κάνω εγώ..Ευχαριστώ..
Συνεχίστε λοιπόν να διασκεδάζετε με τον καιρό σας..Ρίξτε πυροτεχνήματα για να γιορτάσετε τις μικρές, άδειες χαρές σας.Κι οι ζωές σας πυροτεχνήματα είναι.Μείνετε εκεί στην άθλια γιορτή σας..Μόνοι σας είστε.Κι εγώ θα μείνω στη δική μου.Όμως εγώ δεν είμαι μόνος..Έχω και τον εαυτό μου μαζί..
Δεν ξέρω.. πέρα από τη μουσική, υπάρχει άλλη ελπίδα;;
Lyrics:
"I was not put here by anyone..I came alone as me.Just an idea in the long chain of discovery.Surrounded by the same you.Sometimes your tide pulls me out to sea and I die in a thrashing curse.Sometimes we are kind.More often I doze so far up the beach that those who try to reach are burnt alive in the searing heat of the dessert of my dispassion.So far removed..I never hear the water,Except once or twice a month when I see a mirror.And I refuse to believe in some of the things that are said to be here let alone those that are not.I'm trying to change my direction.Ours is pathetic in my own humble estimation.I love the planet..the great benign she-wolf..benefactor.Spinning gently towards the red giant four aeons hence.When all the rose gardens are consumed in the flash-fire of flying time..she'll leave alone to you.."
When you look at me
From your own century
I may seem to be
Strange archeology
But when the winds blow
From this direction
You may sense that I'm
In your reflection
I think I feel you
But I will never know
As the swallows leave
And the children grow
I wanted to live forever
The same as you will too
I wanted to live forever
And everybody knew
When I caught you there
In tomorrows mirror
I thought I felt you
Jump out of my skin
Throwing oil into
My blazing memories
Filling empty footsteps
I was standing in
I wanted to live forever
The same as you will too
I wanted to live forever
And everybody knew
As the falling rain
Of the northern jungle
Hanging droplets on the leaves
Bombards my brain
I hear you
Across the room
A sea of daffodils spring into bloom
You are the mist
The frost across my window pane
And again
She moves her body
And her whispers weave
And the world spins
And tells me that I'll never want to leave
As I think of you
From this dark century
I will always be
With generosity
That we both may share
The hope in hearing
That we're not just
Spirits disappearing
When you look at me
From your own century
I may seem to be
Strange archeology
But when the winds blow
From this direction
You may sense that I'm
In your reflection
I think I feel you
But I will never know
As the swallows leave
And the children grow
I wanted to live forever
The same as you will too
I wanted to live forever
And everybody knew
When I caught you there
In tomorrows mirror
I thought I felt you
Jump out of my skin
Throwing oil into
My blazing memories
Filling empty footsteps
I was standing in
I wanted to live forever
The same as you will too
I wanted to live forever
And everybody knew
As the falling rain
Of the northern jungle
Hanging droplets on the leaves
Bombards my brain
I hear you
Across the room
A sea of daffodils spring into bloom
You are the mist
The frost across my window pane
And again
She moves her body
And her whispers weave
And the world spins
And tells me that I'll never want to leave
As I think of you
From this dark century
I will always be
With generosity
That we both may share
The hope in hearing
That we're not just
Spirits disappearing
