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The Big Vacation
02:56
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THE BIG VACATION
When we were talking about history
we meant the history of the winner
when we were talking about history
we meant the story of mankind
then one afternoon in may
brought the heat and the silence
structures and terms dissolved
and everything stopped making sense
It started out so nice
a great constellation
just sit back and watch the world turn
on the big vacation
See the power of the image
and the power of the word
see the complexity of systems
the joy and sorrow in the world
in the city of last things
there´s nothing left to say
the things that are standing in my way
pretend to be my second nature
and you – well you just like to talk
I think I´m going for a walk
cause walking is still honest
And that´s us
a wild combination
jumping through the mirror
into the big vacation
Are the limits of my language
the limits of my world?
the hard brilliance of surface
the promise of the real
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2. |
A Sport and a Pastime
02:49
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A SPORT AND A PASTIME
I guess you´ll have to love your questions
when the answers aren´t there
magic and meaning all around us
here, there and everywhere
Oh how we remained strangers
falling in and out of love
a mystery that no one knows
where does love go when it goes?
A sport and a pastime
how I wish it would last this time
You built your house right on the border
a house no one can ever stay
following some silent order
divided till the end of days
The unmarked state beyond distinction
called or not god shall be there
this mystery no one can say
save it for a rainy day
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3. |
House of Love
04:06
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HOUSE OF LOVE
You were always my favorite
as I watched you from afar
I bowed and left you standing there
a smile hard like a scar
You said there was a spy
in the house of love
well I caught your spy on the rooftop
sending death from above
Time and a hammer again
all that we built reduced to rubble in our hands
we failed like children fail
somewhere along the way
we were led astray
Honest like a blue man
steady on his way
gentle like a blue moon
in the merry month of May
A certain kind of loneliness
as you go along
a certain kind of poverty
when the day is done
That night you found a black crow
it had a broken wing and of course it wouldn't sing
hate to say I told you so
I´m gonna be more careful
next time somebody makes me a king
so let a bird pick your future
let the beggar be your friend
for what waved farewell in the evening
in the morning might not be back again
Sometimes it gets so hard
to do anything at all
nothing belongs, no poem no song
ever means a thing
And I don´t deny it
I wanted this to end
now that we are surrounded
I miss my wildest friend
And how the weather changed me
every day life starts anew
I know you´re sorry
and I´m sorry too
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4. |
COPS
02:40
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COPS
Boots, gloves and badges
patrol the streets
while I think about you
and what you do and what you chose not to
with your back against the wall
feet on the ground, head in the sky
you´re beautiful
I wonder how and why it got so late in history
and will we ever learn?
in this country where the ovens never ceased to burn
so much was lost in the fire
and then
COPS
tell me something about identity
COPS
it´s in your blood it´s in your head
COPS
your service is to the capital
COPS
CUM EX, FRONTEX, tear gas, Mercedes Benz cars
fully erect Trump Towers and golden showers
I´d piss on you too
welcome to the greatest show on earth
where war tastes like dry Martini
I won´t sing, you won´t sing, the birds won´t sing
for nothing
steal a little and they´ll throw you in jail
steal a lot and they´ll make you king
and then
COPS
tell me something about identity
COPS
this crooked grin under your riot gear
COPS
my modern Don Quixote
COPS
white skin black leather let´s go
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5. |
A Silken Thread
05:04
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A SILKEN THREAD
She said 'when you say you want me -
what do you mean?
And back then when I wanted
where have you been?'
Now our distance is the distance of planets
I´ve got blood in my eyes
for you and me too
ain´t nothing to do
impossible me, impossible you
This love, so much like a class war
and I´m the working man
this love, so much like a gamble
you can´t win with a losing hand
and now our nearness is a clumsy dance
given all to chance
I´ve got blood in my eyes
for you and me too
ain´t nothing to do
impossible me, impossible you
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6. |
Sidi Ifni 1974
02:47
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SIDI IFNI 1974
Sidi Ifni 1974
born on the boulevard
red soil, turmoil, dead end
the laughter of kids playing in the yard
Oh what a thing to say
we've lost ourselves along the way
My brothers here, they're not afraid
they've lost what can be lost
unforgiving sun, pack your stuff and run
from what soon will be desert too
Oh what a thing to be
forever lost, lost at sea
So I cross the sea, that seperates you from me
just like I promised days before
I spot, washed up on the shore a shoe
that you once wore
Oh what a thing to say
we've lost ourselves along the way
oh what a thing to do
what makes me different from you?
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7. |
Orphans
03:26
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ORPHANS (Il ne rèste qu´à chanter)
When I´m waiting in their rooms
when I walk along their streets
when I´m sleeping in their beds
when I share their needs
when I feel a little lost
travelling their world
rambling hollow like a ghost
losing myself in words
I´ve been out walking
under stars and under moons
though it´s always today
tomorrow always comes too soon
I say wind to give us music
and moon to give us light
will to keep on pushing forward
love to guide us through the night
I´ve got this shivering inside of me
I´ve got this longing in my heart
and no matter where I am
it´s always longing for abroad
Thrown into this world like orphans
we´ll have to pay the cost
at times it get´s so hard to tell
if we´re free or just lost
I´m far away
I´m on the rise
I think tomorrow maybe
it´s all gonna be alright
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8. |
Paradigm Beach
03:48
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PARADIGM BEACH
Like a Zen archer aiming at the center of myself
like Harry Dean Stanton drinking from the well
I´m breathing in, I´m breathing out again
Like Duchamp I am a breather, I´m a respirateur
I climbed the mountain because it was there
Bruce Lee told me just be water my friend
liquid life, liquid love, liquid means to an end
Beyond all space and time
beyond all right and wrong
there´s a field - I´ll meet you there
Here in the long now where the spirits meets the bone
which player plays us, who sets the tone?
Here on Paradigm Beach castles made of sand
life is very long, you wake up early with a plan
One perfect line on a deep blue day
nothing was lost when we gave it all away
you mutter underneath your breath 'nothing is revealed'
when you erase meaning and sound – what do you hear?
Mercy Mama
how do I get rid of myself?
No gods no masters
but life itself
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9. |
Life Upon a Hill
06:00
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LIFE UPON A HILL
Life upon a hill
turning into one
man not yet a man
the world not yet a world
but every morning comes the sun
Time out of mind
floating round and round
everywhere
I´ll see you there
Keep all your lovers
and all lovers be friends
stay between the sheets
until you meet your end
I can see them still
and they still speak to me
A table chair and bed
what else do you have to have?
A life a love a song
to be sung when I´m gone
a life upon a hill
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10. |
American Friend
04:07
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AMERICAN FRIEND
Pull over, it´s over
the thrill is gone
a last word, a last kiss
and then it´s done
what a long and strange trip it´s been
so long, I´ll see you
on the day when
Love is gonna rain down
on all of us
from a great height
this weight, this heavy load
you gotta let it go
Violent bodies
riding through the night
chasing each other
on this highway of light
love me or leave me
is what they say
what makes a man
start fires anyway?
Love is gonna rain down
on all of us
from a great height
this weight, this heavy load
you gotta let it go
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Max Paul Maria Berlin, Germany
Max Paul Maria is an acclaimed songwriter, touring musician and session guitarist from Berlin. Focusing on strong and meaningful songwriting, his music combines down to earth folk honesty with the grit and soul of seventies rock and the snotty attitude and urgency in delivery of a political punk song. ... more
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