LYRICS
Psychoactive Ghosts
I'M NOT SORRY
let’s go backwards through the sand
let’s walk the shoreline till it ends
my thoughts go numb
my empty hands
let’s go backwards through the sand
hey gilberto i’m not sorry
hey gilberto i’m not sorry
hey gilberto i’m not sorry
hey gilberto i’m not sorry
THESE WALLS
from the floor
up to the ceiling
we're used to fill
the space with feelings
time went by
the air got thicker
you're out of breath
before you kiss her
she didn't know
this place before
comments on things
that you adore
upcoming silence
makes you shiver
intimacy just
makes you miss her
ah look at these walls
they stood so brave
they made it easy
to feel save
it was so calm
you almost couldn't
hear the wind
but now you wanna
feel the storm
you couldn't stop
your feet from walking
the air was soft
your feet kept walking
what if there's nothing
to go back to
what is it
that represents you
people come and people go
only idiots tell you so
it was a hot and
lonesome summer
it didn't help
to call it karma
ah look at this walls...
BIRD (ON MY SHOULDER)
i have a bird on my shoulder
wherever i go
i have a bird on my shoulder
wherever i go
it cheers me up
when my spirit is low
there's a dog on my porch
that acts like a cat
there's a dog on my porch
that acts like a cat
it won't follow orders
but it sleeps in my bed
and if you wanna see me
you have to follow the road
and then get distracted
and then you're old
but all the beauty
that runs through your eyes
will make you look weary
will make you look wise
there's a place in my heart
where i never go
there's a place in my heart
where i never go
it’s a dark place
and i don't know what it shows
i can make you a coffee
i can pour you a drink
and you may sit down
and tell me what you think
cause i like to listen
and i like the words
they fly all around me
like insects or birds
and if you wanna see me...
EASY STREET
i’m living close to easy street
in a backyard in the shades
i do my dance i sing my song
i be my own parade
when people come to visit me
and ask me how i am
i sometimes don’t know what to say
but I like to be with them
the air is gold on easy street
and often is the sound
it’s even better from a far
it looses when you’re around
cause things have changed on easy street
as you might have heard before
suvs celebrities
oh what a bore
they brought new signs to easy street
that lead you through the night
you wanna have the biggest fun
go for the brightest light
and you should wear an active smile
it’s not just letting go
they worked so hard to make you laugh
and they get paid so low
cause things have changed…
i’m living close to easy street
and sometimes i forget
just to walk the other way
without sadness or regrets
THE BEACH
let’s go to the beach
with our towels and our books
let’s go to the beach
with our glasses and our looks
let’s go to the beach
if you don’t like to swim that’s ok
let’s go to the beach
the sky is blue hey hey
seashells everywhere
seagulls in the air
a million shades of blue
here to be watched by you and i
will loose my sense of time
this silly me of mine
dissolves into the sea
oh diversity
dissolves into the sea
here’s to diversity
let’s go to the beach
with our faded memories
let’s go to the beach
with our songs in minor keys
let’s go to the beach
let’s watch the old world in decay
let’s go to the beach
we have to find new words to say
cause there are voices all around
it’s a thin and ghostlike sound
seashells everywhere…
ANIMALS IN THE NIGHT
animals in the night
shiny fur in the moonlight
little do we know
their presence’s like a dream
animals in the night
do they make love or do they fight
could have been anything
unclassified sound and size
a warm and tender touch
a grim and sudden roar
a silence full of life
what are you waiting for
animals in the night
so close so out of sight
when do they go to sleep
what places do they choose
a warm and tender touch…
NEIGHBOURS
neighbours meeting at the corner
neighbours sitting on a bench
neighbours talking shit about some other neighbours
neighbours speaking French
neighbours helping with the groceries
neighbours spitting on the street
neighbours shaking their weary heads all day
neighbours keeping up the beat
neighbours watching passing neighbours
pillow on the windowsill
neighbours looking for bottles in the garbage
just to pay their bills
neighbours bodychecking neighbours
while staring at their mobile phones
there’s neighbours that are clearly known for
having funny bones
neighbours having sex with neighbours
at least that’s what it sounds like
cats are fighting in the backyard
at least that’s what it sounds like
what shall we do with all these neighbours
they’re not friends and they’re not strangers
we’re all swimming in the same fishbowl
it warms my heart but weakens my soul
neighbours are afraid of tourists
but they might become neighbours too
soon they’ll glorify the old days
just like me and you
and someday when we lose these streets
to a faceless fund from luxembourg
when all these houses get deserted
and we’re just homeless troubadours
singing songs to those who didn’t
expect that they might fall so fast
when empathy and coexistence
are mystic concepts of the past
oh the city still seems prosperous
from a helicopter from a star
but there’s nothing you can do for real
let’s send in an avatar
what shall we do…
PSYCHOACTIVE GHOSTS
psychoactive ghosts
ideas we love most
places which might link
to thoughts we like to think
we are and we will be
secret society
we turn these random signs
into rhythms into rhymes
i woke up from a dream
someone dreamed of me
i guess he woke up too
and now we dream of you
the sun is going down
from our point of view
cities gleam in gold
and every word seems true
although we know that yet somehow
the things we say might not describe
the things we see
exactly exactly exactly
psychoactive ghosts
pretty part-time hosts
of atmospheric guests
button-less friend requests
we’re not so well defined
constantly out of mind
and when we get undressed
it’s like what a mess
although we know…
BLACK LEATHER JACKET
black leather jacket
hot sunny day
streets are all empty
nothing to say
dead cars in silence
all stores shut down
things you can look at
by walking around
nightmares and daydreams
gave birth to a child
of boredom gone heavy
and tvs gone wild
it’s calm and it’s quiet
it’s almost too much
a force is awakening
like in movies and such
black leather jacket
curtains kept close
every step says
i’m not one of those
blue sky’s the limit
but where does it start
black leather jacket
straight from the heart
MONOLOGUES
I don`t like to wait around
for just one word
for a special word that counts
too much attention makes things weird
they disconnect
the meaning disappears
sometimes it’s better to walk by
and take what's coming
with a glimpse of an eye
the world's not the most stable place
the slightest shadow seems to change
the expression on your face
but when we talk
how come that each of us
is having monologues
but to be fair
on a good day we
might transform the air
my expectations aren’t high
i need a place to sit
i need an open sky
i need some streets to walk around
and a song to sing
that could be about
almost anything
i like to sing
about almost anything
Twisted Animals
Dear grey sky
They say you only cover the blue sky
But they are idiots you know
It's an ordinary monday afternoon
And unfortunately
I stopped smoking
Dear grey sky
I like to watch you
Then i do other things
And you're still there
And if someone says
This town is beautiful
Under a grey sky
Then it is
Dear grey sky
You never push it
I might go for a walk
Or maybe not
It's getting dark now
The world is all we have
I never said that
In a song
When you went into the woods
Why did you do it
With your worn out navy boots
I thought you would blew it
It‘s so easy to pretend
That trees are like people
In the end
When you went into the woods
I stayed in the city
Though the weather was nice
I started to feel shitty
It‘s so easy to pretend
That animals will friend you
In the end
And I have to admit
It would be cool if they did
When you went into the woods
You wrote “back to the roots”
On your shirt
When you went into the woods
You wore a hat that made you look like a bird
And I couldn’t decide
Should I laugh
Or should I cry
When you went int the woods
I went to see a doctor
His name was Dr. Schulz
And he was from Vienna
He said that my subconscious
Was to conscious to be true
And I said that I lost
All my unconsciousness to you
When you went into the woods
When he came home from work
He didn’t know what to do
So he put his hands on the table
The way he had learned it at school
But nobody had a question
And nobody let it ring
So he finally jumped on the table
And he finally started to sing
I am not happy
I’m tired and I hate my job
It makes me sad to look out of the window
It’s a mess and I want it to stop
It was a lovely summer evening
And everybody took his chance
There was kissing and talking
Laughing and walking
There was listening to eurodance
So he went through his closet
There wasn’t much to go through
But he found a tight orange t-shirt
And he found some shiny white shoes
He felt ready to make it happen
And the mirror said that he was
He even discovered his old hat
The one with the shimmering stars
And then he hit the street
And he became part of the crowd
The summer-breeze blew a smile in his face
And the music was playing loud
And this is where we lost him
Cause we had to lose him somewhere
So we raised our glass to his story
And we made a high-five in the air
Cause he was not happy
He was tired and he hated his job
It made him said to look out of the window
It was a mess and it had to stop
Her name was distant water
His name was sunny street
They lost their hearts in Venice
Cause Venice is hard to beat
They looked at dying castles
Fead old bread to the birds
And every time they turned to each other
They were running out of words
Old bread to the birds
Old bread to the birds
Sounds like another story
A story from ancient times
Where people did watching and walking
Where people talked in rhymes
Her name was distant water
His name was sunny street
They lost their hearts in Venice
Cause Venice is hard to beat
Hard to beat
Hard to beat
Oho
The city slowly drifts back into water
Oho
Sunlight is burning holes into our eyes
Oho
We strawl around like twisted animals
Oho
In disguise
I wrote a song for you
With lyrics and chords
About stuff like
How much i adore you
I pictured myself
Sitting in your room
And i saw you watching me
Playing it for you
It goes like
Lalala i adore you
It goes like
Nanana this song is for you
I tried to call you
The other day
But i couldn't reach you
And i felt alone
I took a walk
Through your neighbourhood
And i wrote a song
On my way back home
It goes like
Lalala this song is not for you
But it's better than the other one
That says i adore you
I adore you
I adore you
I adore you
I guess he was
A nicer person
In an early demo version
Of this song
I guess he was
A nicer person
In an early demo version
Of this song
It‘s so sad
That he turned back
And none of us
Could do a thing
Indifference
That‘s how it started
No happy heart
Not broken hearted
You see his face
Soon to forget it
You talk to him
Soon to regret it
There‘s no doubt
He sucks you out
And none of us
Could do a thing
He fades away now
While we sing
I never find no history
No history in my mind
Feelings pass and pictures last
Landscapes from behind
I never see no destiny
Climbing up that hill
While I whistle two-tone-melodies
On my window sill
And oh oh no
They tore me out
And said let‘s go
I’m made of sludge
I never build no building
That someone might call stunning
I have no disciples waiting
For my second coming
People seem to look at me
As if I’m always there
I like to smile at strangers
And I have dark-brown hair
And oh oh no
They tore me out
And said let‘s go
I’m made of sludge
And I am made of water
I am made of sand
And I am made of something
That allows me to pretend
And oh oh no….
When we were young there was a fight
Between real and artificial
Both sides lost and signed the papers
With their meaningless initials
And now we can do everything
And everything is cool
This rooms create intimacy
So why you‘re acting like a fool?
But if you open up the window
There will be another window
Guess I need a hammer honey
To find out from where the wind blows
And then you called me to say: Dear
There‘s no way left to disappear
I lowered my voice and I said: Son
In the end there‘s always one
So we go on and cook our meals
And tell each other how it feels
To be so fuckin well connected
Did you check that cat?
Oh I thought I did
But if you open up the window
There will be another window
Guess I need a hammer honey
To find out from where the wind blows
P.S. Let‘s bring the choir in
I want them to stand straight and sing
Raise their voices cut the swing
Forgetting is not forgiving
Forgetting is not forgiving
Forgetting is not forgiving