Tracks

01. Man
02. Ocean Machines
03. Promise
04. L.A.
06. Amsterdam
09. Road Kill



01. Man

I watch you
In my silence
I was you Last grey morning

I want you
And I cast you
And I face disaster

(Chorus) I ask you, being man
I have less use for dignification I know,
In myself, I defy,
Yet I fall to instinct primitive
Am I here?
Is this home?
...better run from myself, better run...

I want you
Silently forgiven
I want you
The pain bestowed

(chorus) I feel a change in the air,
Outstretched to God,
He fields the suffering
A feeling close to me, who closes in?
I knew I didn't have to go
Feeding stop the hunger flat, low, living,
Caution for a lunatic...
Left her behind, god-damnit
She didn't have the luck to follow

Well here's a little lie about the man she stole away
'Night within a soul cries 'hallelujah' when your drowning'...
Once, fast below, woman... It's fault is not your own,
And as you are to my world, my world shall always be to you,

you fucker...

Feed me,
woman...
I want you.


02. Ocean Machines

I see the world in a hole
I've known this feeling before...
I don't even know why I'm here...
I don't even know who I am
Oh my machine...
My machine...

I keep a watch out at night
(I've seen the world in a hole)
I'll go whenever it's right
(I've seen the light)

I don't even care who you are...
I don't even know why I'm here

(Chorus) I've found a way through the Ocean Machines
When it is time, we will know what it means
Life finds a way and that always will be...
When it is time we will see what we'll see...
I guarantee.

I went alone All I need...
Time, it's time, It's almost time
You come...you'll go...you'll never feel it.

(Chorus)

Signal!!!
I Guarantee.


03. Promise

3:15 AM
Awake

...sweat lights fly by outside,
Damn it, it's hot in here...
It's so hot...
...too hot to sleep

All I need...

Black on black,
The red burns
3:15 AM
...rises, beside, behind...
It's easier to sleep,
It happened,

...there's nothing I can do about it.

All I need I am finished now,
I am full,
I am ugly,
I am your promise.


04. L.A.

I am one,
In this place,
No one feels my disgrace.
I am one in this room
No one sees, but I see you
...wanted
...lost me
...finally
...L.A.

I've been there,
Nights unseen
Dusk will breathe,
...hiding me
And every breath, of every hour
Tells me how I've lost the power...

...help me
...watch me
...Secada...

In my room it's still the same
In my mind I'll move again

In my eyes it's sheets of pain
In my size, I'll be again...L.A...


06. Amsterdam

Forty years from now,
Will I still be scratching away at this hole,
Will I look back into this jar and see a presence worth mentioning?

I'll be in Amsterdam in the morning,
Walking in the footsteps of what I once believed in

Forty years from now,
Will I still be za-onda-way at this hole,
We-saw-na-mentioning
I'll be in Amsterdam in the morning,
Walking in the footsteps of what I once believed in I know the sign,

In soft morning light,
I know...
I know...

I know the light
Is it so over?
I know the light

Down the water...
If you say it's over then it's
ron-zay-a-zone-y-eow-so...


09. Road Kill

A cute little bunny with a family of his own
Goes out one day to bring some supper home
Then SMACK goes a semi as it smashes him dead
Cracking open his furry bunny-rabbit head
There was blood on the road, there was brains on the path
Poor little bunny, half and half
And as the heat of the sun dried the blood to his bones
Poor little bunny ain't going home.

Blood and guts, brains and noses
Poor little bunny ain't got no toes-es
Listen to me because I want a reaction
All I ever find is a steaming little pile of

ROAD KILL!
Intestines on my tire
DEAD MEAT!
Do you want a rabbit's feet?
ROAD KILL!
ROAD KILL!


-Can you... pass the ketchup-

Furry little squirrel, looking for some nuts
-just hand me a napkin-
And then a Hyundai hits it
Spewing out his guts
And the deer, if you could call it that,
We found up on the rocks and PQQQUUICK!
On the windshield goes Mr Fabby Fox


Blood and guts, pus and boogers
All I ever find are the mutilated cougars
Listen to me because I want a reaction
All I ever find is just a steaming little pile of

ROAD KILL!
Intestines on my tire
DEAD MEAT!
Do you want a rabbit's feet?
ROAD KILL!
ROAD KILL!
ROAD KILL!