Saturday, January 31, 2009

Africa

I lost my appetite,
I lost my will to fight,
I am wondering in the wilderness,
With nothing but the clothes on my back,
I got a few change in my pocket,
I don't want to remember who I was,
I am leaving this all behind,
Good, bad, it feels the same,
I lost myself when I woke up,
I am here, I am here.

Nobody else to show me the way,
The way to the promised land,
The way where hope is found,
The calm before the storm,
All broken and cuffed,
I can't find myself,
I don't want to remember
All the mistakes I've made,
I just want to live free
With no regrets,
The sky is dark,
It seems like it's going to rain,
I am wondering in wilderness.

Some moments seem divine,
I don't feel ashamed,
Just wished I took those chances,
Why did I let it slip?
It was in my hand,
It was in my hand,
It was in my hand,
The jungle seems death at night,
A little miracle, light sparkling in the sky,
Beauty in the day,
My mind is spinning out of control,
It was in my hand.

I keep looking at my watch,
I keep still with my head down,
The splash of water,
The feel of freedom wearing thin,
A golden field, a sudden spark,
All alone,
Now how do I set this fire on?
I had it, I lost it,
I lost my appetite,
I lost my will to fight,
I felt it slip at the blink of an eye,
The way you want things to go,
Life itself, so small and delicate,
I'll return.

Venice

The night is cold,
But we're still standing,
The pleasant laughter
Still echoing into the sky,
The soft breeze and your gentle lips,
I want to hold your hand,
But maybe it's too much.

Never dream if you're afraid,
The feelings lost in the wind,
Too much time to decide to risk it,
One waits for the other,
And nothing happens.

A walk to remember,
But a hole left empty,
The sun is leaving,
And maybe I should too,
I can't grip on to what I want,
Slippin', slippin' from my palm,
Thinkin', thinkin' about her,
A butterfly on her shoulder,
Why am I speechless around her?

Never dream if you're afraid,
We regret the lost opportunities,
The fire in this heart of mine,
I cannot control this desire,
What happens, happens.

Friday, January 30, 2009

United States: Part One

Nothing to gain,
Everything to lose,
Standing in the middle of nowhere,
Banged up knees and a bottle of whiskey,
To tired to find my way home,
The black streets, no lights
Making it hard to see,
The blurry side of my right eye,
To dumb to realize,
I ain't in good shape to stand still.

Too much, too much,
Nothing is ever good enough,
Too far, too far,
Small steps caused the fall,
Too long, too long,
I can hardly breathe right.

The lightning strikes the car beside me,
A sudden spark leads to explosion,
I feel this night will never end,
Another bottle to heal the wounds,
Stripped of pride, my mind is floating,
This isolation, an empty feeling,
Stuck in the middle of God knows where,
Too tired to find my way out.

Too much, too much,
Nothing is ever good enough,
Too far, too far,
Everything seems hard to reach,
Too long, too long,
The world is broken, the world is hopeless.

A darkness fills the light we seek.

Germany

The lies, these lies,
Filling the minds, these minds,
Of a destructive nation,
Ready to implode,
This gun in his hand,
Ready to go off, ready to explode,
Nobody knows,
Every moment lost in the gun fire,
This genocide.

Sending us in to die,
Making us believe every word
With your threats,
The lies, these lies,
A bullet in the our head,
Is it enough? It is enough!
The line, every wire,
All our secrets exposed.

The eyes, your eyes,
Looking into mine,
The way you feel to your knees,
The hollow feeling inside,
When will we stop bleeding?
No one knows,
Will it ever end?

Sometimes you feel
Thta there is nothing left inside,
Sometimes you fell
Your all alone,
Stuck in the darkness of this hole.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Armenia

Buckets of tears filling the streets,
The loneliness of an individual
Driving over the cliff,
Society is dying;
Living on the last breath,
The guilt eating us apart,
The desire to end this fear,
And our tears fill the streets.

The desire in our blood keeping us numb,
A civil war we don't know anything about,
This bad blood keeping us apart,
Of which and why we don't know anything about,
We're living on our last breath,
Hidden deep inside,
Our desires find no hope,
And our tears fill the streets.

Loss of love, loss of hope,
Loss of everything,
Our hearts filled with jealousy,
And we cannot look beyond,
This broken heart,
Killing us inside,
And we wonder why we stay the same,
No desire to change,
And our tears fill the streets.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Argentina

The ground is shaking,
Everyone's broken; nowhere to go,
The telephone line wired,
Nowhere to run; no privacy,
Streets filled with corpses,
Minds filled with hatres,
Passion and paranoia.

Wounds filled with salt,
Words on the wall
Keeping the faith,
That seems to be disappearing,
The cuts, scars and bullet wounds
On every hard working peasant,
Things will change,
The front office will be gone.

Everything crumbling,
The Majorca punishing
The weak; the opposition,
A line in the sand,
Crossed to many times,
Time to take action,
Destroy injustic and inequality.

Mexico

Ripping up the system
That's cleansing us from our beliefs,
Open to a war
To destroy these injustices,
They burn down cities
To prevent the uprising,
The barrels full,
And we are ready for change.

Looking at our backdoor
For incoming bombs,
Waiting for the president
To make his last speech,
The bodies laying on the floor
Enough for us to rise,
One magazine after another,
The only way you will realize
The suffering and the poor you have created.

The sounds of a bomb
Dropped a hundred times,
In the middle of societies civilized life,
A hundred grand
In each pocket of a rich man,
And a loaded pistol
In the hands of a peasant.

Bosnia

Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset,
Gather your arms
Because nothing feels right, ever,
The land seized for profit,
Slaughtering cattle's,
Slaughtering human beings,
Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset.

The disguise of brutality,
The sound of harmony dying,
No more smiles; no more equality,
We'll never be; who are we?
Take up arms, take on life,
Anything to survive, anything, anything,
Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset.

Light shining bright,
Suddenly turns to darkness,
The hole is closing,
The eyelids struggling to stay open,
Your mouth filled with blood,
No one alive to save you,
No sun shining today,
War at sunrise,
Death at sunset.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Washington, DC

The numerous witness
Of a hundred lies,
The profit and power
Their only goal,
The people deceived,
The people struggling for glory,
Homes bursting into flames,
Thorns through the hearts of a nation
While the President declares war.

Praise the lord
And pass the ammunition,
The country losing the faith of its people,
Look the leader in the eye
His clenched iron fist,
A hole in the sky,
Take a closer look at his lies, I insist,
Destruction beginning in your second home
In Washington, DC.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Ireland

I'm embraced by your smile
At ten in the morning,
The way you look at me,
With those beautiful round brown eyes,
Stay with me tonight,
Let's watch the stars glow
And the sunsets (while the sunsets).

Fuck misery,
Let us be where we belong,
Together in each others arms,
And we'll run free
To where there's no limits,
Together.

The way you smile,
The faster my heart beats,
Well I just know
That everything's fine,
When I'm with you,
The spark in this heart
When I see you.

Fuck thinking too much,
I'm taking my chances,
I don't feel the same
When your not there (this empty feeling),
Holding hands is good enough,
To feel your warmth,
To kiss your pain goodbye.

And this is where I want to be,
With you Ireland.