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LOOSE LIPS SINK SHIPS

Rip out my backbone and sculp a statue
in the shape of integrity
i don´t want to sink that ship

Puncture my skull and install a plug
to reprogram my brain
to never feel this way

Dedication
Commissioned
Powerfull words to choose
one´s to try to hang onto

It´s not so easy to climb
when you don´t get to look behind
but to pull someone down
and watch it fade out

I never was a climber anyway
I staid safely on the ground
Watching others hurry up
and then fall back down

Perseverance
Lasting effort
Powerfull words to choose
one´s to try to live up to

I never could understand
never figured it out
Not everything´s a competition
That´s not what life´s about

Who are you competing against?
It sure as hell ain´t me
Call me up when you´re finished
Call me up when you´re finished
and i´ll sing
Happy victory.

ECLIPSE

Kind moon guide me through the night
to someday finally close my eyes
Often you´re took for misunderstood
But I understand

Mercyfull starsign
lead a gemini
To a place to lower the bottle
let go of the struggle
Baptize an unholy man

Many´s the night
I look up to the sky
For a sign
Many´s the day
I ponder to space
Just how little we are

I got through yesterday
I´ll go on for one day more
Just to know
What am i here for

I got through yesterday
I´ll go on for one day more

Mercyfull starsign
Lead a gemini
To restore the sign
To retrieve what´s mine

TOUCHED BY TRAGEDY

To you i´m just a number
characterized by statistics

as if i don´t exist
a soulless machine
designed to obey
and accomplish all tasks given to me

and not say a word
just live in content
without a will of my own
without a thought

i guess it would make life easier somehow
to keep all eyes shut and go on
like a sleepwalker

another sheep
a soulless machine
designed to obey
and accomplish all tasks given to me

seven years service
seven years of time
what does one get?
two week notice
last paycheck
and a..

handshake
for seven years
last paycheck
is my ticket home

NEVER LOOK BACK

Cracked ceiling
the lightbulb´s burned
at least it won´t attract the flies inside

The balcony
a long look outside
it all seems shot to hell
but then the sun comes up

And the further i go
the worse it feels like to get back home
to look back in the past
i don´t wanna look back
never look back

Once in a while
(comes) a small thing
(keeps me) going
just hanging on

Every
trip you take
going
just gone

And the further i go
the worse it feels like to get back home
to look back in my life
and take off this disguise

THEME FOR STARVING

Blue sky a welcome sight for sore eyes
one tired smile from you is enough to save my day
i remember every warm second inside you
in this cold, cold world

When you hold me in your arms
no harm could ever come to me

Now that you are gone
and the darkness surrounds
i´ve only got the bottle
and a coward´s frown left of me
now that you are gone
i´ve only got the bottle
and a coward´s frown to keep me company

And i´m hungry
i´m starving for a touch
so hungry
but nothing will ever be enough

CRADLES OF CONTENT

Is there a bigger tragedy
than a life left unlived?
a song left unsung
then damage has been done

And is this called humanity
when we let our children starve?
while we here in our
safe nests,
our cradles of content

Bitch about every single thing
that comes to mind
Ignore the rest of the world
and everything that´s not mine

But it´s illusion
only illusion
it´s all illusion

THE SMARTEST PRIMATE

What´s going on
in that brain of yours?
it was a long weekend for me
how was yours?

And i wish you were here
to take me by the hand
and show me the secret
that makes us not lonely

I´ve been thinking for far too long
i´ve been drinking to forget
but i can´t remember what
i wanted to forget
in the first place

I can´t remember names
only faces yeah
but i remember yours
always

And i know for sure
i´ve gotta get outta this daily grind

Take me and my word
no bullshit this time
take me and my word

Wish you were here
to take me by the hand
and show me the secret
that makes us not lonely

FOOL´S ERRAND

Fix bayonette
and we´d march into the moonlight
when the clock struck five
and the cannon stopped playing
there were
only a handfull of us out there
left alive
and i´m sure we´re not the first
nor the last
casualties

Blackmailed into this
from schoolyards and ballparks
at gunpoint they march you on
promising tales of grandeur
promising tales of..
to give your life or take mine
is how this story goes/
is how this story´s told

It´s your duty
Target practise
But what they don´t tell you
is that you´re the target

It´s your duty
A fool´s errand
There is nothing so noble
that it´s worth killing for
that it´s worth dying for

FOLD

There is an end
but not to this madness
Years continue on their familiar route
and nothing changes

except the names of the casualties
prints in their marbled shields
that headstone could be for me

the despair of hope
is the only thing worth fighting for
fold.
you know i wont
ever fold

though, it´s been close
when looking up
you´ll see the bottom of the sky
the downside

just have to beat the good things out in the open
to see why
to remind
to keep hope alive

there is an end
but not for this madness

the respect of hope is the only thing
worth fighting for
fold
fold
you know i wont
ever fold
ever let go

RECOVERING

Famine, war, disease
the plagued human being
trying to control other men
destroying the nature instead
We´ve only been here
for a short amount of time
look at what we´ve accomplished;
scars that won´t heal

A vacuum that sucks everything in
i say fuck it
i think i´m ready for the process of healing
to begin

The winter is long
dark days, hopeless nights
lots of time, to despair
and welcome the dark light

I almost fucked everything up
Glad i didn´t have the guts
it´s my turn to welcome
a better day for a change

Famine, war, disease
the plagued human being
trying to control other men
destroying the nature instead
It´s our time for healing
for an end to misery
the beginning of something new
true, recovering

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