call me a riverCall me a river and I call you a friendName me a beauty and I treat you till the endOh what a wonderful world where you can buy everything with money and wordsBut I shit on this - my friendSorry but I have to say I have to shit on thisCall me a danger andI love u for thatCall me a cat and I wanna ask youif you will marry meI´ll give you money and you give me mightcause you can buy whatever you want with money and words!?But I shit on this - my friendWell I´m sorry but I have to say I have to shit on this
don‘t understand lifeKeep it all alaneWho knows about tomorrowThings are going to sleep – somehowI feel it all life longsomething big outsideI feel it all life long Every daySo don´t you thinkwe are only sleepingDon´t you people thinkthe power is only yoursKeep on sailingKeep it strongKeep forever your going – alongSo don´t you thinkSo don´t you thinkSo don´t you believe only you are sailing . . . Just taking others alongBy taking others – so strongFeeling so strongNew moon´s coming up andNew suns have to shineto leave all those sorrows behindMaybe we´ll understandwhen we are all deadI hope we´ll understand while we are aliveSo don´t you give inthe storms are liftingDon´t you give inRising up highlifting up tomorrowKnowing why we are here . . . Sun is shining brightif we let it shineSo don´t you feel forlorn – anymore . . .
house nr 99The sun is shining hotand I don´t know what to doHave got a lot of workbut still searching fort the truth„ora et labora“ is the thing I understandAnd when I feel the visions coming up I wanna give them a good handHaving some talks in the house nr 99All this spinning wheel thingmakes me crazy cause I knowAll I got to do is to be simple and let goAnd I´m simply humanTry to face a better worldTrying to sow good seeds but I´m tornby all mistakes that escort me on my way I got to talkHaving some beer in the house nr 99I ask you how you areand you ask me how I amWe come quite close togetherand we won´t come to an endThe world seems good an honey andwe let it go and beWe try to feel life visionsAnd we hear and watch and see and know the keyHaving some love in the house nr 99And the moon is coming out and we dance around the fireAnd even we know the dark it takes us wide and wide and higherThe moment burns a mark deep in our blood that we´ll never forget this getting out of the dark
high heelsHigh heels and pants and skirts andshorts and everythingSlow nights and blue moon and red wine yes I knowGood words sometimes if you let yourself beKisses and slow sex andKisses will be . . . Moonshadow sweetSweet so sweetNightShadows make us completeRed skys But not of war red skys of LOVEThis is what I´m looking forsoul high above reaching out so wideWide wide wideCarrying sweet dreams through this nightSide beside beside of you - - - - uuuhhhhHot kissesAnd mrs.esAnd misters . . . and up comes a world of love
ariaHey drunk TracySilver moon can make you crazy – what have you done ? So going crazy . . . your mom thinks you are always – lazy –where have you gone to . . . Loving and kissing Losing and missingSexing and thinking you are bad ?Well but you are glad – aren´t you . . . Hey young daisySun is lighting up the way you`re facing so don´t you breakStrong and funnythe world can be so wide and honeyyou´ll have to take . . .Love and freedomSudden opportunitiesLove & wisdomLove & true thingsHey -don´t know they wanna give you injections where you don´t know wellDon´t you take these actionskeep you from growingI don´t know why they wanna stop you whyThey wanna stop your growing why ?I don´t know whyRoses – Roses - RosesWhat you feelWhat you feel loving daisyWhat you feelWhat you feel lovely daisy ? . . . Be careful love of these injections – they take you – grab you . . . Instead of it – celebrations but be careful honey . . . Hey drunk TracySilver moon can make you crazy and its o.k.Take the sweetness of loveSee YOUR world andfeel your gladness – don´t turn awayof loving and kissingOf losing and missingOf sexing and thinking – No you are not badYou´re little crazy and gladRoses – o honey rosesRoses – I´m loving roseso it´s o.k.RosesI´m loving roses
dawnAll I needare schedules or a shoe upon my faceFairytales and hazard ways It´s another time to playAnd it´s all night longwithin ease and without gatesAnd I feel that I am strongwithin, within my waste Worry ispeople knowthey don´t know what they meanIf they say . . . and thinking thoughI wonder what I seeAnd it´s all night longwith a magic in their faceMakes me feel like I am wrongI just don‘t know how I should sayBut I sayBut I sayWell I say . . .But I saywhat I sayBut I sayAnd I try to beAnd I try to changeinto my soul and sourceWanna feel my rangeof what I am all within my inner coreAnd thisall time longwith a marvelous embraceI am right I´m sure as longas I feel it´s all o.k.And I saywhat I sayYes I say what I say
reasonMust be a reason in everythingIs it a mirror of your being ?„it‘s coming me rightit´s for more“Well it is anyhow – everywhereIt is anyhow – everywhereMy English is not good enough you saybut all things are going aboveAnd there is a reason that they go their waythat you turn into it eyeyThat you can turn into it eyeyEyeyeyey (yodeling)But you call me a favor right ?The else is gonna sleep . . . Give me a reason to believeTo believe in angels telling me to fly / to leave the elses . . . Heaven is open alwaysWe can take it but we don´t find the wayIt does not matter enoughbut there´s a reason . . . and this is love it is loveMust be a reason in everythingIt is a mirror of our understandingAnd it is coming to meit´s much moreWell it is anyhow – everywhereWell it is anyhow – everywhere
animaBreathe StruggleFight . . . get lostBreatheStraighten silently rebirthReady for, ready for, ready for lifeLearning to . . . surviveGetting over, taking on, taking on strengthDon´t need to be a heroAnd try just try to beAnd try just try to healAnd try just try to be realAnd try just try to healUnderstand . . . rulesDifferent so different are me and youGetting over, taking on loveDon´t need to be a foolGetting over, taking on loveDon´t need to be a foolAnd try just try to beAnd try just try to healI try just try to be realAnd try just try to be to healAnd try just try to breathAnd try just try to healO try just try to be And try just try to healBreathe straightenFight get lostBreathe straightenSilentlyRebirth
ZoéShe´s asleep on my shoulderShe´s awake in my heartAnd I hope that I can show herthat nothing tears us apartShe´s my life she´s my love thoughI never thought that I could feel like thisShe´s the salt she´s my waterand I hope that we can live . . . In our world ruled by ugly peoplefull with money and might Where I sometimes think I should leave.We almost forget our part down here – you know ?Within a big big plan for tryin´ to go on –and not. . . tryin not to see to understand – why ?She is simply my daughterand She always will beAnd I always will love hervery gentle and freeAnd I know it´s a wonderful worldAnd I hope that we will get that this is importantAnd I hope we can make ita worthy earth for our children – we are responsible – you know ?And I hope we can live together – all togetherone dayin a good and respectful wayAnd my sweet little shows mewhat I sometimes don´t seeShe is whole simply herselfBorn to be happy and free !
streets to homeI wonder why another tryhad taken us away . . . . . . from being all nakedBody / soul strip – take it – what it feels so whole all dayI wanna be homeI wanna feel homeI wanna feel so home with youI wanna be home I won´t be aloneI wanna feel so home with youI call you kingand you call me queen . . .. . . we escape this realityWe don´t need a castleIt´s our own big scaffold where we feel and kiss and seeAnd I know we´ll make itThere´s no need for fakingIt´s our love that makes us freeFeeling home and luckyFeeling whole not sucking Riding waves of golden seasWondering whyit´s not always niceIf we fight another soul it´s cold insideSo won´t you stay home - or will you stay forever Will you fight over the cold . . . and will we love together – foreverAnd what will it be ? o god – please set us free. . . hopeful fearless drinking . . . . dew of sweet sweet sprinkling-rising up higher –. . . . climbing huge wide mountains …… cut – whatever holds us back . . . and rising wider - wider - Wondering why . . . it´s not always nice . . .