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  1. Once upon a time a song was heard Giving birth to a child of earth and verse Together we slay another fright Every Jubjub bird, spooks of the past Close your eyes and take a peek The truth is easy to see We were here Roaming on the endless prairie Writing an endless story Building a Walden of our own We were here Grieving the saddened faces Conquering the darkest places Time to rest now and to finish the show And become the Music, one with alpenglow Hand in hand guiding me into light You, the fairytale guise in blue and white You are my path my home my star A beautiful tale within the tale And when the dust needs to move on I will tuck us in on a bed of snow Painting white, silencing the valley we built Together we’ll sleep Devoured by Life
  2. One by one we light the candles of this show One by one, enter the theatre of the primal birth Silently watch the planetary curtain go down Laugh and rejoice, as the powerful play greets you tonight We are the Edema Ruh We know the songs the sirens sang See us dream every tale true The verse we leave with you will take you home We’ll give you a key to open all of the gates We’ll show you a sea of starlight to drown all your cares Mirrorhouses, the sweetest kisses and wines A Debussy dialogue between wind and the roaring sea Dance to the whistle, to the play, to the story To infinite encores Laugh at the royalty with sad crowns And repeat the chorus once more
  3. Come on, hop on, let’s take a ride Come and meet the travelers who came to town They have a tale from the past to tell From the great dark between the stars We are a special speck of dust A fleeting moment on an ark A celebration, A resthaven Of life Lay on a field of green With mother Eve With father pine reaching high Look at yourself in the eyes of aye-aye Unfolding rendezvous Deep into the past Follow the aeon path Greet a blade of grass Every endless form most beautiful Alive, aware, in awe Before the grandeur of it all Our floating pale blue ark Of endless forms most beautiful Beyond aeons we take a ride Welcoming the shrew that survived To see the Tiktaalik take her first walk Witness the birth of flight Deeper down in Panthalassa A eukaryote finds her way We return to the very first one Greet the one we’ll soon become
  4. Sain y niwl, Gaunt y goydwig fwsog, Gwenithfaen, cen y coed, a’r lleuad, Un gway f’adenydd I dapestri bywyd Light shines bright beyond all the cities of gold On a road of birdsong and chocolate shops Of buskers, jugglers, innkeeper`s welcoming call The sound of mist, smell of moss-grown woods Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns Flying higher, higher, higher Into the wild Weaving my world into tapestry of life Its fire golden In my Walden I will taste the manna in every tree Liquid honey and wine from the distant hills An early morning greenwood concerto Greets my Walden with its eternal voice I do not wish to evade the world Yet I will forever build my own Forever build my own Forever my home
  5. I climbed off your back Not so long ago To a blooming meadow To a path you’d made for the lightest feet Mother I am always close to you I will be waiving every time you leave Oh, I am you The care, the love, the memories We are the story of one Father I am always close to you I will be waving every time you leave Oh, I am you The care, the love, the memories You are forever in me This verse we wrote On a road home For you All this for you Our walk has been sublime A soaring ride and gentle lead You have the heart of a true friend One day we`ll meet on that shore again
  6. Tear me to bits enjoy the scene Of screen name verbal vanity Churning the words imbued in filth Your tongue oily water under my bridge You have the world, it’s all for you I wish you’d find the lost in you Grateful for the pain, it proves we’re alive Can you feel it I can’t make you want the truth It’s up to you Yours is an empty hope Yours is an empty hope Feed me to pigs in your fantasies Your sea roars bitter elegies Like Narcissus who bribes the pool A hollow voice, ruin with a roof Stop! Life is now, still all for you Turn from the hate, turn from the smoke I see the parchment of your soul The notes, the song Join your voice I can let you have the world It’s all for you Yours is an empty hope Yours is an empty hope
  7. Leave the sleep and let the springtime talk In tongues from the time before man Listen to a daffodil tell her tale Let the guest in, walk out, be the first to greet the morn The meadows of heaven await harvest The cliffs unjumped, cold waters untouched The elsewhere creatures yet unseen Finally your number came up, free fall awaits the brave Come Taste the wine Race the blind They will guide you from the light Writing noughts till the end of time Come Surf the clouds Race the dark It feeds from the runs undone Meet me where the cliff greets the sea The answer to the riddle before your eyes Is in dead leaves and fleeting skies Returning swans and sedulous mice Writings on the gardens book, in the minute of a lover’s look Building a sandcastle close to the shore A house of cards from a worn out deck A home from the fellowship, poise and calm Write a lyric for the song only you can understand Riding hard every shooting star Come to life, open mind, have a laugh at the orthodox Come, drink deep let the dam of mind seep Travel with great élan, dance a jig at the funeral Come!
  8. These stories given to us all Are filled with sacrifice and robes of lust Dissonant choirs and downcast eyes Selfhood of a condescending ape Behold the crown of a heavenly spy Forged in blood of those who defy Kiss the ring, praise and sing He loves you dwelling in fear and sin Fear is a choice you embrace Your only truth Tribal poetry Witchcraft filling your void Lust for fantasy Male necrocracy Every child worthy of a better tale Pick your author from à la carte fantasy Filled with suffering and slavery You live only for the days to come Shoveling trash of the upper caste Smiling mouth in a rotting head Sucking dry the teat of the scared A storytelling breed we are A starving crew with show-off toys Fear is a choice you embrace From words into war of the worlds This one we forsake with scorn From lies the strength of our love Mother’s milk laced with poison for this newborn Wake up child, I have a story to tell Once upon a time
  9. The deepest solace lies in understanding, This ancient unseen stream, A shudder before the beautiful Awake, oceanborn Behold this force Bring the outside in Explode the self to epiphany The very core of life The soaring high of truth and light The music of this awe Deep silence between the notes Deafens me with endless love This vagrant Island Earth A pilgrim shining bright We are shuddering before the beautiful Before the plentiful We, the voyagers Tales from the seas Cathedral of green The unknown, the grand show, the choir of the stars Interstellar theatre play, the nebulae curtain falls Imagination, evolution, a species from the vale Walks in wonder in search of the source of the tale
  10. Silent night surrounding me On the shore of wistful sea A kindest heart made me believe The world as I wish it to be Wind in the wheat Kiss by a hearth Little hideaways for a lonely heart Cast away in beauty’s gloom The good in me the child within A cruelest heart made me forget The world as I wish it to be Home inside but lost for life Human heart longing for love Slave to the toil this mortal coil The strife the suffering the void Wind in the wheat Kiss by a hearth A dead calm winter morn Morning birds and a smile of a stranger Frozen moments in time Little hideaways, the marrow of life Little hideaways for a lonely heart Wind in the wheat Kiss by a hearth Little hideaways for a lonely heart Silent night surrounding me On the shore of wistful sea A kindest heart made me believe The world as I wish it to be
  11. Adrian

    Imaginaerum

    (Instrumental)
  12. I. From A Dusty Bookshelf II. All That Great Heart Lying Still The nightingale is still locked in the cage The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs An old oak sheltering me from the blue Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves A catnap in the ghost town of my heart She dreams of storytime and the river ghosts Of mermaids, of Whitman`s and the Ride Raving harlequins, gigantic toys A song of me a song in need Of a courageous symphony A verse of me a verse in need Of a pure-heart singing me to peace All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angelwing All that great heart lying still In silent suffering Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end What is left for encore Is the same old Dead Boy`s song Sung in silence All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angelwing A midnight flight into Covington Woods A princess and a panther by my side These are Territories I live for I`d still give my everything to love you more (repeat br.+ch.) III. Piano Black A silent symphony A hollow opus #1,2,3 Sometimes the sky is piano black Piano black over cleansing waters Resting pipes, verse of bore Rusting keys without a door Sometimes the within is piano black Piano black over cleansing waters All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angelwing IV. Love I see a slow, simple youngster by a busy street, with a begging bowl in his shaking hand. Trying to smile but hurting infinitely. Nobody notices. I do, but walk by. An old man gets naked and kisses a model-doll in his attic. It`s half-light and he`s in tears. When he finally comes his eyes are cascading. I see a beaten dog in a pungent alley. He tries to bite me. All pride has left his wild drooling eyes. I wish I had my leg to spare. A mother visits her son, smiles to him through the bars. She`s never loved him more. An obese girl enters an elevator with me. All dressed up fancy, a green butterfly on her neck. Terribly sweet perfume deafens me. She`s going to dinner alone. That makes her even more beautiful. I see a model`s face on a brick wall. A statue of porcelain perfection beside a violent city kill. A city that worships flesh. The 1st thing I ever heard was a wandering man telling his story It was you, the grass under my bare feet The campfire in the dead of the night The heavenly black of sky and sea It was us Roaming the rainy roads, combing the gilded beaches Waking up to a new gallery of wonders every morn Bathing in places no-one`s seen before Shipwrecked on some matt-painted island Clad in nothing but the surf – beauty`s finest robe Beyond all mortality we are, swinging in the breath of nature In early air of the dawn of life A sight to silence the heavens I want to travel where life travels, following its permanent lead Where the air tastes like snow music Where grass smells like fresh-born Eden I would pass no man, no stranger, no tragedy or rapture I would bathe in a world of sensation Love, Goodness, and Simplicity ( While violated and imprisoned by technology ) The thought of my family`s graves was the only moment I used to experience true love That love remains infinite, as I`ll never be the man my father is How can you „just be yourself” when you don`t know who you are? Stop saying „I know how you feel” How could anyone know how another feels? Who am I to judge a priest, beggar, whore, politician, wrongdoer? I am, you are, all of them already Dear child, stop working, go play Forget every rule There`s no fear in a dream „Is there a village inside this snowflake?” – a child asked me „What`s the color of our lullaby?” I`ve never been so close to truth as then I touched its silver lining Death is the winner in any war Nothing noble in dying for your religion For your country For ideology, for faith For another man, yes Paper is dead without words Ink idle without a poem All the world dead without stories Without love and disarming beauty Careless realism costs souls Ever seen the Lord smile? All the care for the world made Beautiful a sad man? Why do we still carry a device of torture around our necks? Oh, how rotten your pre-apocalypse is All you bible-black fools living over nightmare ground I see all those empty cradles and wonder If man will ever change I, too, wish to be a decent manboy but all I am Is smoke and mirrors Still given everything, may I be deserving And there forever remains that change from G to Em
  13. We live in every moment but this one Why don`t we recognize the faces loving us so What`s God if not the spark that started life Smile of a stranger Sweet music, starry skies Wonder, mystery, wherever my road goes Early wake-ups in a moving home Scent of fresh-mown grass in the morning sun Open theme park gates waiting for Riding the day, every day into sunset Finding the way back home Once upon a night we`ll wake to the carnival of life The beauty of this ride ahead such an incredible high It`s hard to light a candle, easy to curse the dark instead This moment the dawn of humanity The last ride of the day Wake up, Dead Boy Enter adventureland Tricksters, magicians will show you all that´s real Careless jugglers, snakecharmers by your trail Magic of a moment Abracadabra
  14. A crow flew to me Kept its distance Such a proud creation I saw its soul, envied its pride But needed nothing it had An owl came to me Old and wise Pierced right through my youth I learned its ways, envied its sense But needed nothing it had Don`t give me love Don`t give me faith Wisdom nor pride Give innocence instead Don`t give me love I`ve had my share Beauty nor rest Give me truth instead A dove came to me Had no fear It rested on my arm I touched its calm, envied its love But needed nothing it had (repeat ch.) A swan of white she came to me The lake mirrored her beauty sweet I kissed her neck, adored her grace But needed nothing she could give Gar tuht river Ger te rheged Don`t give me love Don`t give me faith Wisdom nor pride Give innocence instead Don`t give me love I`ve had my share Beauty nor rest Give me truth instead
  15. Adrian

    Rest Calm

    I went to die in a seaside hotel Lanes of memory paved by sweet frozen moments Deathbed memories of home Never let me go Every little memory resting calm in me Resting in a dream Smiling back at me The faces of the past keep calling me to come back home To caress the river with awe Within there`s every little memory resting calm with me Resting in a dream Smiling back at me The faces of the past keep calling me to come back home Rest calm and remember me You are the moon pulling my black waters You are the land in my dark closet Stay by my side until it all goes dark forever When silent the silence comes closer Every little memory resting calm in me Resting in a dream Smiling back at me The faces of the past keep calling me to come back home To caress the river with awe Within there`s every little memory resting calm with me Resting in a dream Smiling back at me The faces of the past keep calling me to come back home Rest calm and remember me
  16. A kite above a graveyard grey At the end of the line far far away A child holding on to the magic of birth and awe Oh, how beautiful it used to be Just you and me far beyond the sea The waters, scarce in motion Quivering still At the end of the river the sundown beams All the relics of a life long lived Here, weary traveller rest your wand Sleep the journey from your eyes Good journey, love, time to go I checked your teeth and warmed your toes In the horizon I see them coming for you The mermaid grace, the forever call Beauty in spyglass on an old man`s porch The mermaids you turned loose brought back your tears
  17. Adrian

    Arabesque

    (Instrumental)
  18. Adrian

    Scaretale

    Once upon a time in a daymare Dying to meet you, little child, enter enter this sideshow Time for bed the cradle still rocks 13 chimes on a dead man`s clock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock The bride will lure you, cook you, eat you Your dear innocence boiled to feed the evil in need of fear Burning farms and squealing pigs A pool of snakes to swim with, oh sweet poison bite me bite me ” Ladies and gentlemen Be heartlessly welcome! To Cirque De Morgue And what a show we have for you tonight! „ Restless souls will put on their dancing shoes Mindless ghouls with lot of limbs to lose Illusionists, contortionist, Tightrope – walkers tightening the noose Horde of spiders, closet tentacles Laughing harpies with their talons ripping, sher-chrisss, per-vizzz The pendulum still sways for you Such are the darks here to show you, child in a corner, fallen mirrors, all kingdom in cinders
  19. I want my tears back The treetops, the chimneys, the snowbed stories, winter grey Wildflowers, those meadows of heaven, wind in the wheat A railroad across waters, the scent of grandfatherly love Blue bayous, Decembers, moon through a dragonfly`s wings Where is the wonder where`s the awe Where`s dear Alice knocking on the door Where`s the trapdoor that takes me there Where the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare Where is the wonder where`s the awe Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for Before the years take me I wish to see The lost in me I want my tears back I want my tears back now A ballet on a grove, still growing young all alone A rag doll, a best friend, the voice of Mary Costa
  20. Come and share this painting with me Unveiling of me, the magician that never failed This deep sigh coiled around my chest Intoxicated by a major chord I wonder Do I love you or the thought of you? Slow, love, slow Only the weak are not lonely Southern blue, morning dew Let-down-your-guards, I-love-you`s Ice-cream castles, lips-to-ear rhymes A slumber deeper than time Slow, love, slow Only the weak are not lonely
  21. Adrian

    Ghost River

    It`s a long road down the river deep `n wild Every twist and turn a wonder-dale It`s a scary ride we`d give anything to take Let yourself bleed Leave a footprint on every island you see Hey you, child of rape, the riverbed awaits Snow white, pitch-black, your life such strife Heavenward, deep down, I`ll show you such sights Believe it, we live as we dream / scream „He will go down he will drown drown, deeper down The river wild will take your only child He will go down he will drown drown deeper down The mills grind slow in a riverbed ghost town He will go down he will drown drown, deeper down If you want me, then do come across” What is it you dream of, child of mine? The magic ride, the mermaid cove? Never met a kinder heart than yours Let it bleed Leave a footprint on every island you see „I am the painted faces, the toxic kiss Sowing of doubt, troll beneath the bridge Come across Death by a thousand cuts Believe it, we live as we dream / scream” (Repeat ch.) „I am the desert-scape, the sand inside your hourglass I am the fear and abuse, the leper children Every eye sewn shut” „We will go down we will drown drown, deeper down The river wild will be our last ride We will go down we will drown drown, deeper down The mills grind slow in a riverbed ghost town” Beautifully shy as you are Never lose your heart And do come across
  22. Adrian

    Storytime

    `Twas the night before When all through the world No words, no dreams, then one day A writer by a fire Imagined all Gaia Took a journey into a child-man`s heart A painter on the shore Imagined all the world Within a snowflake on his palm Unframed by poetry A canvas of awe Planet Earth falling back into the stars I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A silent kite against the blue, blue sky Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dear I am the journey I am the destination I am the home The tale that reads you A way to taste the night The elusive high Follow the madness Alice, you know once did Imaginarium A dream emporium Caress the tales And they will dream you real A storyteller`s game Lips that intoxicate The core of all life is a limitless chest of tales I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A silent kite against the blue, blue sky Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dear I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man Searching heavens for another Earth Never-Land, innocence, dream of every man Never-Land, innocence, every man, Peter Pan
  23. Adrian

    Taikatalvi

    Lapsistain rakkain tää näyttämö on Mis kuutamo kujillaan kulkee Taipunut havu, kesä hoivassa sen Valkomeren niin aavan Joka aavekuun siivin Saapuu mut kotiin noutamaan Päällä talvisen maan hetki kuin ikuisuus Mi pienen kissan jaloin luokseni hiipii Tääl tarinain lähteellä asua saan mis Viulu valtavan kaihon Ikisäveltään maalaa Laulullaan herättää maan
  24. Sweet little words made for silence Not talk Young heart for love Not heartache Dark hair for catching the wind Not to veil the sight of a cold world Kiss while your lips are still red While he`s still silent Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled Hold another hand while the hand`s still without a tool Drown into eyes while they`re still blind Love while the night still hides the withering dawn First day of love never comes back A passionate hour`s never a wasted one The violin, the poet`s hand, Every thawing heart plays your theme with care Kiss while your lips are still red While he`s still silent Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled Hold another hand while the hand`s still without a tool Drown into eyes while they`re still blind Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
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