Die Bühne Brennt-Every broken Dream

Dont let me down club 3.mp3

Ghost

Fia serves the sailors ale and laughter
at her father's tavern on the shore
Oak planked walls and sawdust on the floor...

As lively music plays, 
Young brash sailors pound their fists on the tabletops
She serves them cheese and salted meats
The sailors sing an ode in threat
to the devils of the sea

Chorus

Many a sailor has tried to steal her heart  
Her Father says she is too young
Fia holds a secret 
She hasn't told him yet
She's already given her heart to one

Radiant emerald eyes that flash like lightening
Fire colored hair, like the rays of the sun 
Her cheeks the color of a rose in bloom
her alabaster skin pale in the glow of the August moon

Aye, her sailor's eyes are stormy
with a fighting spirit much like her own
She knows that he must leave,
the drum beat of war brewing
calls him to the high seas 

The firelight flickers in his eyes
on the eve before he leaves
he says, my love, until I return, 
every wave that rolls in from the sea 
is a kiss from me 

She dances alone with the rain and wind  
on the sea sprayed wooden wharf
She dreams of sailing away with him
from the old Drogheda Port

 Chorus

Many a sailor has tried to steal her heart 
Her Father says she is too young
Fia holds a secret 
She hasn't told him yet
She's already given her heart to one. 

She sits watchful every night
at a candlelit windowpane
whispering his name under her breath
She prays to the God that rules the seas
she says...please bring back my love
safe and sound to me 

When the sun dips low
Her sailor scorns the mistress of 
the sea 
he says there is no other woman, 
on land or sea but Fia for me 

As the war rages on
he will not fight in vain
under his breath
He quietly sings Fia's name 
He will not stop,
until she's back in his arms again

Fia...

Fia's Secret

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Invisible Heroes

The Opposite of what they Think

ANALOG by NOVA J

In my dreams I’m back in ‘93
In the office, computer-free
Fluorescent lights and rotary
Full of vintage machinery

Oh, I long to be analog (analog)
Yeah, I long to be analog (analog)

Off the grid
Analog
(Off the grid
Analog)

Yes to corded simplicity
No to scrolling anxiety
TV static serenity
In my dreams I’m back in ‘93

Yeah, I wanna be analog (analog)
Oh, I wanna be analog (analog)

Off the grid
Analog
(Off the grid
Analog)

In my dreams I’m trauma-free
Blur the bad that happened to me
Rose-colored glasses, simplicity
In my dreams I’m back in ‘93

Oh, I long to be analog (analog)
Yeah, I long to be analog (analog)

Yeah, I wanna be analog (analog)
Oh, I wanna be analog (analog)

Yeah, I wanna be analog (analog)
Oh, I wanna be analog (analog)

ANALOG

The bailiff says...ALL RISE

The Judge sits down
He's dressed in black
A woman on the stand
She's got a wedding band 
on her left hand

He says to the courtroom, take a seat
Nods to the woman, says Ma'am,
 you may proceed

Her lawyer is on fire

He layed it all out bare
he argued all of the ways her husband didn't care
Juror number 4 is thinking about now
Even God knows, he doesn't have a prayer....

He says...
This woman you married
She stands before me now
she says you disappeared her dreams
She testified, you took a knife to her dreams 
that does sound a little extreme 
but now, she wants to make you bleed

He says, sir...
Your word is your bond, 
How do you plead
How do you respond?

The jury's starin' him down
sweat running down his back
He's trying to put a lid on an anxiety attack
it's hard to make up an excuse
when deep down he knows the truth 
he knows, he knows...

He simply says...In my defense,
 I have no defense 
I'm guilty, guilty as a man can be

Guilty
Guilty 
Guilty
Guilty as a man can be


The Judge says,  "Im taking in to account,
 all of her dreams that died at your hand,  as the law demands
Son,  you used a knife
I'm going to have to sentence you to life"


The judge bangs the gavel
And the courtroom is rattled
He says "Guilty as charged"
the courtroom goes dark

guilty
guilty
guilty as a man can be 
guilty
guilty
He's guilty as a man can be...

He opens his eyes
to his surprise
his wife is asleep by his side
He realizes It was all a bad dream 
but he knew what he'd seen

He whispers to his sleeping wife..
I just wanna live my life with you
Your dreams matter to me too 
I don't wanna break your heart
I don't wanna make you cry
I just wanna love you for the rest of your life

I don't want to be guilty
guilty
guilty
guilty as a man can be
guilty
guilty
He's guilty as a man can be....


guilty guilty guilty...
guilty
guilty
He's guilty as a man can be...

GUILTY

Non credere a nessuno
che voglia raccontarti qualcosa sulle donne
Mentono tutte.
Diventano sempre più misteriose
quando le conosci abbastanza a lungo.

Guardi un film fiabesco
e dalla foresta spuntano nuove fate
che raccontano storie di maghi malvagi.
Ci sono tantissime fate e tantissime
storie, che alla fine perdi il filo.

È così che funzionano le donne,
a un certo punto il cervello dell'uomo non ce la fa più.
Nessun aggiornamento, nessun upgrade.

E così aspetti quella frase liberatoria, illuminante.
Ma prima che arrivi, il film finisce e si accendono le luci.
Una cosa pazzesca.

Non credere a nessuno che parli male delle donne.
Solo perché lei non sopportava più le sue stupide chiacchiere.
Sì, sì, ci sono assassine e ci sono quelle che vogliono solo i soldi.

[ritornello]
Amico mio,
se non riesci a riconoscere queste diavolesse entro una settimana
devi andare in una clinica e farti controllare gli occhi.
Gli ottici a volte sono filosofi geniali.
E a volte vogliono mentirti.
Ovunque tu sia, stai sempre attento, cara amica, caro amico.
Il male si presenta sempre sotto le spoglie della moralità.

Ovunque tu sia ... + Lyrics

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Ich schreibe gerne was ich denke, fühle und erlebe. Das Schreiben hilft mir, Erlebnisse einzuordnen und zu verarbeiten. 
Gefühlen eine Melodie zu geben ist etwas wunderbares. So kann ich Erinnerungen verewigen. 
Schreiben bringt Klarheit. Die Melodie dazu transportiert die Botschaft ins Herz.
Es ist ein bisschen Selbsttherapie
In erster Linie tue ich es um einen Ausgleich zu haben, also für mich selbst.
Die Texte sind direkt und frisch aus dem Herzen. Wenn ich aber jemand erreiche, der genauso fühlt wie ich, und damit jemanden berühre, freut es mich umso mehr.

Da ich nicht gut singen kann und sonst auch nicht der musikalischste bin, nutze ich eine KI für die Melodie.

Viel Spaß beim hören 🥰

Gruß Marco Memory

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