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| - | All songs written by Bonkaponxz - Except ' | ||
| - | Recording & mixing - Lou Zarra - G Cooking Studios/ | ||
| - | Mastering - Dan Suter - Echochamber - Zürich | ||
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| - | === Tracklist === | ||
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| - | - Stones Balancing On Rocks | ||
| - | - The Lighthouse | ||
| - | - The Voodoo Lady | ||
| - | - Come, See | ||
| - | - Wastelands | ||
| - | - Hell Couldn' | ||
| - | - Suburban Lemonade | ||
| - | - Wrecking Ball | ||
| - | - Better Than This | ||
| - | - Hoist The Sails | ||
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| - | === Lyrics === | ||
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| - | == Stones Balancing On Rocks == | ||
| - | stones balancing on rocks, balancing on stones.\\ | ||
| - | in a fraction of time, just one touch, it’s all gone.\\ | ||
| - | in the blink of an eye, like my final rhyme,\\ | ||
| - | these last words echo in the dimness of the time.\\ | ||
| - | come close, look into our eyes. tell us what you see.\\ | ||
| - | would you call us liars, would you call us thieves?\\ | ||
| - | it’s just what we do, it’s what we do best\\ | ||
| - | and the truth is just the light that robbed you of your haze.\\ | ||
| - | \\ | ||
| - | the stones didn’t fall, the stones didn’t fall.\\ | ||
| - | not yet, after all, they still stand upright like a wall.\\ | ||
| - | the creatures still crawl.\\ | ||
| - | the stones didn’t fall.\\ | ||
| - | \\ | ||
| - | a layer of life in between. \\ | ||
| - | crawling for cover, searching for shelter, fleeing the scene.\\ | ||
| - | to hesitate, to wait, no option anymore.\\ | ||
| - | well, it’s time to move, it’s time for more.\\ | ||
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| - | == The Lighthouse == | ||
| - | for the rest of my life \\ | ||
| - | i just want to tell the truth.\\ | ||
| - | i’m sick of playing tricks and games \\ | ||
| - | and calculated moves.\\ | ||
| - | i don’t want to play the peacock anymore.\\ | ||
| - | and i just want to believe \\ | ||
| - | what i'm told, what i’m told.\\ | ||
| - | \\ | ||
| - | i can see the lighthouse on the shore.\\ | ||
| - | its sight screams help and hope galore.\\ | ||
| - | a touch of light in the pitch-black space, \\ | ||
| - | the shades don‘t speak no more.\\ | ||
| - | i can see the lighthouse on the shore.\\ | ||
| - | \\ | ||
| - | lord i know i don’t do all too well these days.\\ | ||
| - | sometimes i wish i could vanish, \\ | ||
| - | leave all i cherish, without a trace.\\ | ||
| - | i have to stay patient, i have to stay patient, \\ | ||
| - | i sure have to face them, these provocations.\\ | ||
| - | i have to take action, to budge and to breathe, \\ | ||
| - | to constantly keep the pace.\\ | ||
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| - | == The Voodoo Lady == | ||
| - | don’t dance with the voodoo lady.\\ | ||
| - | she’s dancing her voodoo on your heart.\\ | ||
| - | don’t dance with the voodoo lady.\\ | ||
| - | she’s gonna tear your heart apart.\\ | ||
| - | \\ | ||
| - | she knows how to dance and she knows how to smile.\\ | ||
| - | she knows how to push the right buttons.\\ | ||
| - | she knows how to talk and she sure knows how to walk,\\ | ||
| - | pretending she’s aware of no guilt.\\ | ||
| - | in one hand the needle, in the other the doll\\ | ||
| - | and that doll looks an awful lot like you.\\ | ||
| - | first a sting in your throat then a sting in your heart,\\ | ||
| - | then your lifeless hull collapses over you.\\ | ||
| - | \\ | ||
| - | in a darkened corner in her hut in the swamps\\ | ||
| - | the carcasses of poor men start to dance\\ | ||
| - | and the parrot in its cage bounces like on stage\\ | ||
| - | and sings about a bitter sweet romance.\\ | ||
| - | \\ | ||
| - | now listen to the story how i did escape her curse.\\ | ||
| - | i cast an evil spell on her, well i knew the worst.\\ | ||
| - | i made her forget how to dance and how to smile.\\ | ||
| - | that’s how i turned the voodoo lady’s wile.\\ | ||
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| - | == Come, See == | ||
| - | a prison i delve into as a volunteer.\\ | ||
| - | a life without meaning corrupted by fear.\\ | ||
| - | time laughs at me, defined horribly,\\ | ||
| - | a spine reminding me i pay to dear.\\ | ||
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| - | come, see, i still want to be me. \\ | ||
| - | come, see, my victory.\\ | ||
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| - | behold, behold, i make all things new.\\ | ||
| - | surrender is not an option, neither to sue.\\ | ||
| - | as long as i breathe, yeah, as long as i breathe,\\ | ||
| - | i will not be commanded, not come to grief.\\ | ||
| - | you are my landmarks that show me the way,\\ | ||
| - | no matter how dark, how abandoned the day.\\ | ||
| - | my safety nets, always in place,\\ | ||
| - | no matter how deep i fall, i sense your grace.\\ | ||
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| - | == Wastelands == | ||
| - | i walked a year in each cardinal direction, i travelled these lands, this ocean of sand.\\ | ||
| - | every step i made set me back to where i started. it looks all the same, it looks all the same.\\ | ||
| - | the sky and the clouds, my steps in the sand, the grains and my thoughts and the marks on my hands.\\ | ||
| - | sun-dried flowers crushed beneath my boots, no water to find for their long dead roots.\\ | ||
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| - | these are the wastelands, these are the wastelands my friend.\\ | ||
| - | these are the wastelands and you are here till the end.\\ | ||
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| - | left my guide on my way through this abyss, different destinations and visions of bliss.\\ | ||
| - | feet burning on melted concrete, lurching through canyons vibrating with heat.\\ | ||
| - | signs and hints, looks and words, way too much, way too much, too much that hurts.\\ | ||
| - | a smiling face, but eyes old as time, way too much, way too much, too much disguise.\\ | ||
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| - | two ways to leave, two ways to go, dig a hole or fly and soar.\\ | ||
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| - | == Hell Couldn' | ||
| - | the chains around my wrists are cutting through my flesh.\\ | ||
| - | my skin is burning in my prison made of pain.\\ | ||
| - | but a mighty puissance tears me out of this hold.\\ | ||
| - | not even hell can stop my ride against my bane.\\ | ||
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| - | hell couldn’t hold me.\\ | ||
| - | i’m riding like a ghost with the wind.\\ | ||
| - | hell couldn’t hold me.\\ | ||
| - | i’m riding ‘cause of my sins.\\ | ||
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| - | the devil' | ||
| - | i ride for heaven' | ||
| - | for me and my sins these doors are locked for good.\\ | ||
| - | but for all that a smile on my face.\\ | ||
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| - | all these angels and demons hard on my heels,\\ | ||
| - | can’t stop me now, i know you are close.\\ | ||
| - | these blood red roses in my mind's eye,\\ | ||
| - | your smiling face and the sight as you soar.\\ | ||
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| - | == Suburban Lemonade == | ||
| - | flushing down the pills with suburban lemonade, \\ | ||
| - | the bitter taste of a numb world in my mouth.\\ | ||
| - | but the drugs, they don’t work anymore, \\ | ||
| - | i need something new. i need something stronger, i need life.\\ | ||
| - | i’m hovering above myself watching time pass by. \\ | ||
| - | another glass full of pain trickles down my throat.\\ | ||
| - | i know we will always be the minority. \\ | ||
| - | outnumbered but wearing that knowledge as a coat.\\ | ||
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| - | you get what you pay for. \\ | ||
| - | a mouthful of truth, a mouthful of hate.\\ | ||
| - | you get what you pay for. \\ | ||
| - | my two cents for a suburban lemonade\\ | ||
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| - | not enough of that white powder to cover its taste. \\ | ||
| - | gives a lump in the throat it’s slowing down the thoughts.\\ | ||
| - | that grayish fluid, a sickening ooze, \\ | ||
| - | their sweat, their tears, their blood, their juice. \\ | ||
| - | it keeps the world going, it keeps it unaware.\\ | ||
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| - | == Better Than This == | ||
| - | sometimes, you lose all your faith.\\ | ||
| - | sometimes, everything is bad \\ | ||
| - | and it gets worse, \\ | ||
| - | you lose all that you believed in. \\ | ||
| - | no light anywhere.\\ | ||
| - | sometimes, your mind breaks down, \\ | ||
| - | you want to cry, you want to die.\\ | ||
| - | sometimes, your world seems to stop.\\ | ||
| - | sometimes, it’s even turning to fast \\ | ||
| - | and you can’t hold on. \\ | ||
| - | your vision spins and blurs.\\ | ||
| - | sometimes, it’s all too much, \\ | ||
| - | you want to hide, but you have to fight.\\ | ||
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| - | yes, keep on fighting desperation.\\ | ||
| - | no time to waste, no hesitation.\\ | ||
| - | your surrender is no solution.\\ | ||
| - | anything is better than this.\\ | ||
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| - | sometimes, the world’s grey and mean.\\ | ||
| - | sometimes, you just see what you can’t stand,\\ | ||
| - | what you hate and what you’re sick of. \\ | ||
| - | you feel nothing else.\\ | ||
| - | sometimes, you have to ask, \\ | ||
| - | why do I breathe, can’t I just leave.\\ | ||
| - | but sometimes, there’s that light you know.\\ | ||
| - | sometimes, you can see the shiny sun, \\ | ||
| - | the blue sky and all the birds fly. \\ | ||
| - | and then you know you live.\\ | ||
| - | sometimes, it’s just that, it’s all that counts, \\ | ||
| - | to come around.\\ | ||
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| - | == Hoist The Sails == | ||
| - | i hoist the sails, the ship is back on course, \\ | ||
| - | the wind is freshening up.\\ | ||
| - | no anchor on a chain to hold me back.\\ | ||
| - | just the keel strong and straight, \\ | ||
| - | keeps me on course, keeps me from overturning, | ||
| - | steers me through a tidal change.\\ | ||
| - | another reef, another scratch, i know every single one, \\ | ||
| - | where i got it, how it felt and how it hurt.\\ | ||
| - | and i know, as the journey goes on, \\ | ||
| - | the water smooths it. a mark, the certitude of constancy.\\ | ||
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| - | hoist the sails, no anchor chain,\\ | ||
| - | trust in your ship, no one to blame\\ | ||
| - | hoist the sails, no turning back\\ | ||
| - | trust in your crew, nothing shall lack\\ | ||
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| - | i lay on deck, watching the wind getting caught in the sails.\\ | ||
| - | the wood feels rough on my skin,\\ | ||
| - | but real and honest, \\ | ||
| - | keeps me grounded on the endless sea,\\ | ||
| - | lets me know that land’s out there.\\ | ||
| - | i just have to keep the rudder brassbound in my hands.\\ | ||
| - | my vessel will brave the sea.\\ | ||
| - | and if my strength abandons me, \\ | ||
| - | i lean on my ship.\\ | ||
| - | it knows the shallow waters on the course.\\ | ||
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| - | even though the planks are moaning in the wind,\\ | ||
| - | even though the sails burst from time to time,\\ | ||
| - | even though the salt is eating away at the wood,\\ | ||
| - | i know, this ship brings me through waves and storms.\\ | ||
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| - | i don’t need an anchor, ‘cause i don’t want to stop.\\ | ||
| - | i sail till i see the coast of home.\\ | ||
| - | when i reach it, \\ | ||
| - | i land my ship straight on the sandy beach.\\ | ||
| - | my home forever and love holds it there.\\ | ||