Stockholm Syndrome
Rain on windmills, carboard shoes
and medicine to drug my moods
the many splendored trails from here prepare
a feast in my honour
better than the blame I built
but softer than my camouflage
the paint I pour dissolves into the air
in all kinds of colors
I was eating off the floor
every little applecore
still it wasn't quite enough
wine and juices for my love
when push comes to shove
Rain on windmills, bits of bricks
a deck of cards and magic tricks
my face and feeling I cannot deny
but why should I bother
newborn babies, hymns and weeds
my joints and limbs that can't compete
with wind and weather weeks that pass me by
I was eating off the floor
every little applecore
still it wasn't quite enough
wine and juices for my love
when push comes to shove
Snowy mountain sides
with trees on
cold winds blowing by
my season
blinded by the light
everything I see
right as rain
Dead october days
no reasonlying in the hay
with heat on
nearly stuck on you
you are rubber I am glue
And it doesn't have to take too long to win it back
where the bees are sleeping
days of little hours growing longer as we walk
through solemn singing
when the choir has begun we strike a pose
and the bells start ringing
Past and present lights are shining
magic carpet rides while dining
lined up by the tides
cold and icy blue winterland
I know this to be a pleasure
all is entity, no measure
this my elegy
find out what it means to me
And it doesn't have to take too long to win it back
from a time of weeping
see the children running by with swords and paper hats
hide and seeking
and the widows had a gift for stuffing in the cracks
in the walls of wailing
To believe
in the afterlife
to believe in different means and causes
waterbeds
sleeping chemistry
waking up to smell the bread and coffee
Wandering punks come forth
speaking of parachutes
falling
With a twist of tangerine
seasoning the surroundings
taking a chance on you
hear it on the radio
hear them play their old time rock and roll
To believe
that your work is done
when your craftsmanship becomes a pleasure
fold your hands
cover up your palms
kiss the feet of all the half bad stepping
Choruses praising food
mohawks and stars and stripes
playing along
With a twist of tangerine
seasoning the surroundings
taking a chance on you
hear it on the radio
hear them ramble on about recycling bins and pure organic waste
I don't want to be afraid of your ghost
when I can't see you
when you pass me your loving I know
it's all you can do
River running and a season to spare
nothing quite certain
and then black turns to white as you stare
into the whirlwinds
Evils won't bother
a long time has passed
now it's not anymore
there goes another
piece of your past
all is well like before
Things will be revealed soon enough
bright as they are
how we went and made you feed on glass
see through, transparent, homeward
like crispy winter air
killing hour after hour
We recognize you say hello
so close to midnight
caught a feeling for the blues
heavy and amplified
Try the sugar taste of our blood
like strawberry wine
candy apple days have come to pass
probably almost for certain if we were japanese
overthrown by your melodies
We recognize you say hello
swimming the moonlight
it's i everything we do
our subtle overdrive
Careful careful others are eating
feeding the bombshell
mystic sun ra
something for pleasure
what I cannot tell
Swept me of my feet for a minute
cold my heart be still
so much bigger
hands on the pavement
closer on the kill
At comets I stare
bloodless and bare
stronger the glare
closer the void that fills the air
flowing through me
my abc
your lsd
fully sedated devine comedy
Emphasis on what I say and on what I see
further into colored light
so is the meaning and essence of what I feel
my candle burning to still the night
These are my hands
begging for stamps
sweets and romance
done by the forces of nature it hit me by chance
bodies collide
wanting to fight
sex with the bride
unsatisfied I go looking for another bite
Emphasis on what I say and on what I see
further into colored light
so is the meaning and essence of what I feel
my candle burning to still the night
Touches from the simple sex
include me and deny me
at a time where I am fixed
by the neat and tidy
If it's not at all what you're about
kiss the morning light that freaks you out
dare to shake the hand that holds you down
end of conversation just for now
Bed and breakfast seems to be
a quite chaotic impulse
from time to time the entity
is coming down around us
If it's not at all what you're about
kiss the morning light that freaks you out
dare to shake the hand that holds you down
end of conversation just for now
If it's not at all what you're about
kiss the morning light that freaks you out
dare to shake the hand that holds you down
end of conversation just for now
Everything I do
and have come to know
mourning jackets
warning signs
and I know it's wrong
still I speak your name
hard and heavy
soft through light
And the words will make your eye bleed
just a drop every now and then
we could wait and lose our senses
and become the last supermen
It is hard to say
whether true or false
when ecstatic
you're all claws
pour a glass for me
from the linden tree
I know better
busy bee
And our house was built by pixies
so you see there's sugar to find
It's a home we live and breathe in
whenever we do find the time
And the words will make your eye bleed
just a drop every now and then
we could wait and lose our senses
and become the last supermen
What a darling time we had
we were down and we were glad
there were forces from below
we were caught in undertow
And I like to be here now
can't escape it anyhow
safe in the eye of the storm
swinging with the queen of calm
With a cheer at hand for me
you have got a fun disease
permanently safe and warm
haven't felt like that for long
Come a sudden rainfall
from above my tree
shine a light down, do it endlessly
form the edge of your mouth
and it never stops
shut your mouth now, there's no need to talk
Blowing up like dynamite
I impress and I ignite
since I know what makes you smile
what it takes to make you mine
Sounds below the sun
switch from off to on
by the sea I stand
listening to the band
I have no worries
but I've got two hands
all I remember is magic and mysteries
helping a neighbour build his land
Mornings gone all wrong
mornings filled with song
water in the pond
ever and anon
No reproduction
no sleep till Mars
ever so present the time colliding
travelling in ships and speeding cars
I have no worries
but I've got two hands
all I remember is magic and mysteries
helping a neighbour build his land
Mary's off to sleep
dark and bittersweet
bloodshed from the trees
dripping on her knees
Dripping down like wine
falling red leaves
these two intertwine
with the babies
Billyboy on booze
demons on the loose
killing in the name
soothing just the same
Laughing very loud
laugh like crazy
turn them inside out
tear the daisies
Dripping down like wine
falling red leaves
everything that dies
soft and shady