Looking back at everything
Things might have been
so easy
Could have been so different
But who am I to judge a life
to state a state of mind
A state of heart
yet undefined
I suppose, we could have been good
I suppose, we could have been closer
I suppose, we could have been right
under a different sun with a different light
A streak of light within my life
A click in my spine
A new prospect to come
right on time
I suppose, we could have been good
I suppose, we could have been closer
I suppose, we could have been right
under a different sun with a different light
A paperbag of memories
A suitcase of serenities
A fragile hand to carry both -
it´s trying not to drop the load
I suppose....
(Nicole von der Gathen)
Could have been
Evidence
What is the destination?
I see nothing but a long, long way
there is no message of salvation
wasted time to contemplate
return the question to the querist
the answers are no common thread
reduce the truth to what there is
there´s no expansion of it, yet
What good is evidence?
Everybody is an island
spat out and washed ashore
by a wayward ocean current
a skin, a sound, a core
What good is evidence?
The less you watch, the more you see
the less you hear, the more you listen
the higher you get, the deeper you fall
and that is all
go collect your thirsting details
and change your enemies in time
don´t you worry ´bout the sequels
everything will be just fine
What good is evidence
When there´s nothing to be revealed
The less you watch the more you see...
unstring your thoughts, ease your mind
losen laces, look behind
close your eyes, feel the breeze
ease and comfort, will you please
rest your head, let time stand still
calm the horses, trace your skills
of exaltation, wild and free
cloak and dagger - mystery
(Nicole von der Gathen)
Balls
There´s something about you that I always hated
Like something about me that I cannot hide
And in between the sheets that are there to save me
You stone me if I travel at the speed of life
As if I was to understand this time these changes
Who is to tolerate a state of wrong and right
And in between the sheets that are there to save me
Awaiting human concepts to be modified
Intimate illusion in a world you´re praising
Loosing not a minute to take all you find
And in between the sheets that are there to save me
I never find what you take as a given right
Baby smile that static smile
Baby what you´re giving just to get something
Baby smile that static smile
Baby what you´re giving just to get me by the balls…
There´s something about you that I always hated
your negligence of colour in our given time
And in between the sheets that are there to save me
Like a duck takes to water you design my life
I know you as I see you as a civil servant
To see your constant failure leaves me petrified
Tomorrow is not more than past is to the willing
I hate to see the day you learn my words were right to right
Baby smile that static smile
Baby what you´re giving just to get something
Baby smile that static smile
Baby what you´re giving just to get me by the balls…
(H.Höpner)
Stone
The hemingwayesque way
Of telling all that pain
To screw off and to cower
In deeper shades of shame
Say nothing you´d be keen on
Like knowing me to well
The empire of my feelings
ridiculous farewell
So conquered by anxieties
Bondaged by inflated ages
Panic stricken in a moment
the mirror of your tears
So let me ly on silk or gravel
Let me ride my storm
Save me from the dull and boring
This mediocrity I own
Drag me to what we are here for
Play up or retreat
Count me in on hate and passion
The companies I keep
Sewed inside a pillow
On which you lay your head
Drilling mares and fantasies
that history elapsed
So stop and don´t go further
So let me be alone
So leave me would mean lonely
Proliferation prone
You ask me if I´m happy
Like that from time to time
The answers that I gave you
The questions weren´t mine
And all the things I stand accused
If I would claim the distinct truth
It´s right these things
Fall back on me
And who´s to throw that stone
And who´s to throw that stone...
(H.Höpner)
Lullaby
Day long day is passing
close your eyes you´ll be allright
your stars will shine for you all night
and never mind a worried thought
by now it´s drifting out on sea
so close your eyes you´ll be allright
create your own fine fairy tale
Day long day is passing
take your time just take it slow
don´t think to much about the world
don´t hesitate to take what´s yours
though leave it all for all to share
so take your time take it slow
the world ain´t worried about you
(H.Höpner)
Smile
I am walking through your world
of a different view,
like an alien from outer space,
who used to speak a language
you don´t seem to understand
the words within a deeper meaning –
magic words.
but if you really listen
to the words I say,
you´ll see this is not a cheap talk
because communication
contains misunderstanding,
i don´t want to cause any trouble.
(no, no more trouble.
What we need is love,
sweet love)
sorry man if you don´t understand
my words – magic words
sorrry, that I can´t get through –
you´re not on my wavelength,
you´re not on my wavelength,
you´re not on my wavelength,
you´re not !
the man I am is just my own
creation,
far away from where I can get,
the man I am is only my ilusion,
but I am so glad with it
magic trick, magic trick
you told me that you thought,
it´s just a fake.
that´s your projection !
you´ve told me all you have to say,
forgotten yet ?
but i can remember magic words
oi, oi, oi, ….
so many people that are living
in these days,people like you.
so many,so many, that are
crossin´my ways,don´t seem
to be conscious,don´t seem to..
be sure that I don´t wanna
change your fate,I´d rather
change my relations
no doubt,I can´t conceal
experience and yoursis no
ambiguity
sorry mam if you don´t understand
my world – magic world
sorrry, that I can´t get through
you´re not on my wavelength,
you´re not on my wavelength,
you´re not on my wavelength,
you ´re not !
so make your day,
find your plight
and go your way…
oi, oi, oi,….
(lactophobia)
Gone
Gone
Now you are gone, gone
Day by day I wake up waiting
for the moment you´ll get back on my mind
So wrong
So wrong
What made you question your size
And throw it all away
Are you where you belong
Any chance to hear this song
did you find a peace just like you
Lovely and true
What am I to do
Nothing I can do
And I feel so much
Darker than blue
Hell I don´t know
I don´t know
But this world won´t stop turning
With or without you
Did you know
You could have asked for anything, anything at all
you left the best of memories & the worst of pain
And now I let you go
(H.Höpner)
Georgie
Big dude, dumb rude
What ya´think ya´aiming low
Nasty nasty preacher
Taming time and teacher
Rolling down the line
Waitin´for another rhyme
Waitin´ for the news
News is but for Georgie coo
Runnin´ social, running blind
Death con mother bum, staying alive
Runnin´ social, get `em alive
Dare to wear blue, whack it, aughh…
Georgie is a sucker
Mummy´s out since he was born
Running on a test
That Georgie is the best
Daddy´s out to catch her
Finds a whore to match her
Finds a grave to hide
Baby, maybe tell me lies
Runnin´ social, running blind
Death con mother bum, staying alive
Runnin´ social, get `em alive
Dare to wear blue, whack it, aughh…
Georgie is a nigger
Whitie white a stripper
Brain is strippin´sane
Now tell me did you look my way
Cutie baby do me
God shall bless and screw me
Screw me up the wall
Fuck me ´till I fall
Runnin´ social, running blind
Death con mother bum, staying alive
Runnin´ social, get `em alive
Dare to wear blue, whack it, aughh…
Down there I will meet ya´
Sister, brother see ya´
Does Georgie give a damn
Don´t ya´think we´ll meet again…
(H.Höpner)
Flaming Pit
Papa´s done what he can,
he really was a lady´s man
Mama just know how to blow up his glory,
with well designed stories but you better don´t worry,
she´s respectable.
He´s a smart man of art,
he´s always talking from his heart,
And nothin´but the truth ´bout the second world war.
and his honor and his duty and the beauty of a sunset,
when he first met my mother or some other little lover.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When I was sixteen I wanted to leave him
I was bored of his wisdom, I adored the musicians
Ritchie Havebs singing “Freedom” …..
So I tried to ride some wild horses and I touched unknown forces
I was reloaded ´til the sunshine exploded.
Yeah, Yeah
I was so close to heaven.
He was, so close to hell.
I woke up in a cell, in a prison,
by desicion of a high court,
It helped me loosing my religion.
Got a second chance, confidence in independence,
No romance, no romance.
But the master of disaster came on faster,
and he called me to come.
You got to come to the flaming pit,
I admit you to travel.
If you don´t stand the flamin pit,
You gonna trip to the devil.
Take a trip.
(Pit N.)
January
Again I think about it
And I fall
Straight as you look down from your picture on my wall
And it won´t get better
Won´t get worse
Can someone tell me if I missed the wake up call
Same same darn damn January
My innocence blown to pieces
Before I lived the luxury
That kept me safe and warm
And I miss you
Yes I do
I smelled your sweater you see
It don´t make it worse
if you look at me
From up that wall looking down at me
Same same darn damn January
My innocence blown to pieces
Before I lived the luxury
That kept me safe and warm
(H.Höpner)
Love
I see my life is winding - Like a snake between my legs
For what I do I do feel sorry - As if it won´t be coming back
Not straight but fair it whisperes - The wind blows it away
And looking back at everything - Your kiss touches my face
And I knew then - as I know now
All the things - I´d never want
And if I was - alone with you
I´m a kid in a rowboat I lost my oars
Sometimes it´s silent - sometime it´s tough
And maybe wreck you - It´s not enough
The best I have is the time beside you
For what you have is all my love
The principle of chaos - That each of us creates
Is different and reverberates – a promise of a day
So tell me what is normal - Does anybody know?
see future´s brighter than the past - to reinvent yourself
And I know now- as I knew then
All the things - I never want
And if I was - alone with you
I´m a kid in a rowboat I lost my oars
Sometimes it´s silent - sometime it´s tough
And maybe wreck you - It´s not enough
The best I have is the time beside you
For what you have is all my love
Today it´s silent – today it´s tough
You feel as I do – it´s not enough
The best I have is the time beside you
For what you have is all my love
I pray I never mess up - the holy things in life
It´s not at all religious or some intestine strife
That after all you´ll say to me
That after all you´ll say to me - You love to be my wife
(H.Höpner)
