Beardfish - Mammoth lyrics
Tracks 01. The Platform
02. And The Stone Said "If I Could Speak" 03. Tightrope 04. Green Waves 07. Without Saying Anything 01. The Platform Music & lyrics by Rikard Sjöblom
Sing a song for me in the snow
while we dance so slow I know we'll die here somewhere, someday soon... There are no signs that this ice will melt, and there is no spring, no birds will sing, no birds will sing, so we should sing instead let's keep on singing Open up your heart and let me climb inside I feel that you could love me if you give it a try I'm the honey bee, drinking from your nectaries If this ice won't melt, no flowers grow, no flowers grow, so let your nectar flow It's basic botany In this frozen white wasteland I'm bound to wait forever You left me here when I was just a child No matter where I walk I find myself back in the same old spot Where no sun will ever shine Save me from myself, my thoughts are a mess When I think of you it strikes a nerve within I can't separate love from hate Save me It keeps on getting colder and colder This place is not for me, I can never leave The fog is dark and thick enough to touch This place is not for me, but I can never leave No one can tell me where to go They say that time itself don't know Wait a while with me, a lost soul among thousands waiting at a platform for a train that never comes... There are no signs that this life is even life anymore, and there is no train, no one will show, no whistle will blow so I shall sing instead I'll keep on singing 02. And The Stone Said "If I Could Speak" Music & lyrics by Rikard Sjöblom
I was alone and it was night
I had nobody else to turn to but the voices talking to me from afar and with endearing words so silent they told me the secret about who you really are A million images and words, long since forgotten, of events that no one ever saw I hear a whimper as I kneel, realizing that it's your pain that I feel "In this house of worship I'm a stone" And as I wandered through the night I felt a presence of the past, the future and the present now The voices placed me in the minds of two young lovers, the husband in the war who's never coming home, the young girl realizing she's in fact a boy and the old man recollecting his first toy, the widow, the rapist, a gold digger, the hero and at last the voice I heard before: "In this house of worship I'm a stone" "But there's blood gushing out of the cracks and fissures split me in two I'm hollow inside You can't make me feel their sorrow Did you think that the earth could cry?" I was alone and it was night "But there's blood..." In the dark a mist of light leading down into its bowels And I walk the spiral staircase as the mist slowly dissolves A wooden banister, a bridge and a vast stone wall up ahead I cross the bridge and hear the voices and they're speaking of the dead "In moments of hallucinated power You thought that you had us stalled But ours are tears of liquid fire watch us cry a river over you" "To comprehend me, you can think of this place as my home. From here I've seen it all, throughout time I've watched your mistakes..." "But there's blood..." Then again, to comprehend me you can think of what I have gone through I've aided dirty hands when they've stoned defenseless innocents" "I am every stone on earth, everything is recorded in me But I'm not to interfere Just continue to act as if I'm not here I don't care for love or hate And I know there is no such thing as fate No greater power will punish your mistakes Your acts are out of your own free will" "I was here before you and I'll still be here when you're gone..." 03. Tightrope Music & lyrics by Rikard Sjöblom
I walk the tightrope
and tell you I love you Even if you don't Even if you don't I'll say the words that I long to hear "I hold you so dear" I hold my breath in the moments that follow Even though you don't Even though you don't And then you speak so soft I can't hear a word that you are saying (what are you saying?) She's singing songs of passion She's singing songs of silence Her words are bolts of lightning: "What do you see when you look at me? Am I the one or am I just another androgynous friend in the passing How weak am I? When I'm not in your bed Do I still figure in your head Do you think of me in the night when you can't sleep?" And she's singing: "I can never be with you" I walk the tightrope and tell you I love you Even if you don't Even if you don't I'll say the words that I long to hear "I hold you so dear" 04. Green Waves Music & lyrics by Rikard Sjöblom
Sailor on the seven seas
his heart is filled with sadness and grief No one knows what hides inside behind his harrowed face A short gaze at the sky "A distant place is the place for me Mother! Why didn't you give me wings?" The wind is so hard And with it comes rain beating deep inside my soul The sea, she once was my friend, now she's claiming me I'm falling and it feels so right I know I'm heading towards my eternal night But a light in the deep tells of dawn So I'm moving towards the beyond Dreaming of heroics in the deep but this is not my sleep I know your secrets and your past My words shall echo last I think I was 12 years old when I realized I wasn't immortal And now in this world of green waves it's all coming back to me I've been here before I remember a storm Beating deep inside my soul The sea, she once was my friend, and now she's claiming me I'm falling... 07. Without Saying Anything Music & lyrics by Rikard Sjöblom
This pitiful pettiness is not for me
I don't need any of this in order to feel free A smile hides my desire, underneath I'm burning My insides are on fire, twisting and turning Oh-oh, then unveil your face Your beauty, my disgrace I dare you to say what you're thinking I just don't see the point Of living without feeling Of talking without saying anything... I want the fire in my soul The rhythm of life should shake my bones Make me feel alive right here, right now I don't believe in anything and least of all in you Although "People are the greatest fun" It's only true when sung I know without the melody these are only words And words can't really hurt me, can they now? Oh-oh, then unveil your face Your beauty, my disgrace I dare you to say what you're thinking... "Ventriloquist" Were we born to blindly follow? To never ever ask why? It seems dangerous to indoctrinate a daily dose of hate Who's your prophet when you're marching off to war? Don't believe you're doing it for him Think about where the orders came from |