Good Things

Ja, die Bindung,  
wer hat sie ausgedacht? 
diese Erfindung 
ist kompliziert gemacht!
keine Falle,
nein,  auch kein Spiel.
ich will gar nicht viel. 

Kann ich bitte noch mal von vorne beginnen?
Nächster Take, andere Spur, welches Preset dieses Mal?
Ich werde doch nicht still, weil keiner mich will!
Ich habe mich für mich, mehr brauch ich nicht.  
Kann ich bitte noch mal von vorne beginnen?
Würde ich ein zweites Mal denn  mehr gewinnen?
			

Es ist wie es ist. 
Es ist nicht das Ziel. 
Es gibt mir viel.      Es gibt mir so viel!
Ich bin gern mit dir.
du bist nicht hier.
Ich bleibe ganz bei mir. - Bleibe hier! 

Zweifel revidier' ich
sie werden mich nicht stören. 
es ist ein One-Take, 
ich kann ihn nur nicht wieder hören. 

Du hast eben
viel zu geben.

Kann ich bitte noch mal von vorne beginnen?
Nächster Take, andere Spur, welches Preset dieses Mal?
Ich werde erst still, wenn ich das will.
Ich hab mich für mich, mehr brauch ich nicht. 
Kann ich bitte noch mal von vorne beginnen?
Kann ich mich bitte auf mich selbst besinnen!

Du hast eben
viel zu geben.

Bitte Nochmal

This recording is an acoustic Coverversion of "Take this life" by 'In Flames'. Played on an acoustic guitar and in some parts additionally on a mandoline.  It's done in the original tune and speed, all parts are just rearranged for acoustic instruments in their standard tuning.

Lyrics: 
It's not so much the pain
It's more the actual knife
Pretending the picture is perfect
I cut myself to sleep
I close my eyes for a second
And curse my fragile soul
I scream to hide that I'm lonely
The echo calls my name

If I ever
If I never
Make me understand the thought whatever
Make me see
Make me be
Make me understand you're there for me

Take this life
I'm right here
Stay a while and breathe me in

The rain drops just beg to hit me
What now hasn't rained for days
No time to play hide-and-seek
I call on you to take me on
Break me down to pieces
Put me back, do it right this time
Struggling to fill this empty shell
Burn all my efforts
In the end it means nothing


These thoughts burn a hole in my heart
These thoughts will keep me feeling
These thoughts burn a hole in my heart
These thoughts will keep me feeling

If I ever...

Take This Life (Acoustic In Flames Cover)

My life regained simplicity,  I rearranged a lot, some might say too much.
a lack of electricity, am I happy, with all the  things I got? And the  nothing, I attach?

Let come a   natural path, for more sympathy and love. 
               
I'm  getting obviously older   an insight coming from the  shoulder  of fate beating me,  that I see.
I am getting obviously older a fact, that's coming from the shoulder of fate. nothing is ever to late.

Sparetime, that is mine  a concept of autonomy. A few duties, not too much sounds like paradies to me
noone, I begrudge.  Am I paying any price? Are there any goals to let rise?

Desires turn up elusively  I follow them inobtrusively 

With or without any useful success? I roam my rooms without obusive stress
at home I feel calm and warm alone,  lonesome  nevertheless 
Sitting in the yard  I confess I will not try to impress anyone, less excess of the mess.

Getting Older

"Say These Words" (Music and Text by Roland Sing!)

Always walked the wrong side of the road Never got a smile back from any pretty face
Wrong Time, wrong place `til I met you …

Times of trouble, times of joy Life is running up and down
Looping like a rollercoaster It`s easy to forget what really is ...
...essential and important , making sense in life , real and true.

You and me, we are our world, the outside that surrounds us
Confusing us day by day. Do I remember, what really is...
...essential and important, making sense in life Real and true

Say these words I need them in my mind Say these words 
Whisper them softly in my ears
Say these words And everything will be alright again Please do, Say these words

Need no moonlit sky And even if the rain seems not to stop
Need no candlelight I'd send back anything 

I don`t mind the circumstances All I need is you to look me into my eyes and

Say these words I need them in my mind Say these words Whisper them softly in my ears
Say these words And everything will be alright again Please do, Say these words

Say These Words

"Serenum Nubilumve" steht auf den Notenblättern als Titel, "heiter bis wolkig"

Akustisches Instrumentaltrio

I wanna look from above, but  I'm kept all down by   water and the cold, drenched by it's  many arms in mudd from dirt to blue, all grey.
               
Soil in the rain,   a  branch in the wind,    no chance to go upstream. 
The mighty arms of    rain,   you'll    go with the flow, finally.       

It's hard,   anyway. long rainy spell  in the mountains.  better lock myself in, 
a shelter inside.  Water falling from the sky.  even mist going down.         

Mountains contain amounts of   tons of rain in an   endless winter term. Rain and Fog and clouds,  water falling from sky. I 'll hide in a wide winter time, 

       
an ant on gravel, clouds that travel and settle for a night on the ground, moving on as trickle,  a rivulett and  a landslide. 
 
 In icy darkness, where all that glitters is cold. Breathing in the nothingness  take a swallow of retreat.       I wish      I could. 

Mountains contain amounts of tons of rain in an endless winter term Rain and fog and clouds,  
water falling from sky  I 'd like to  hide  in  a   wide winter    time, 
I wanna look from above, but    I'm kept all down   by water and the cold.
drenched by it's many arms in mudd from dirt to blue,  all grey.
  
The stream so major,     proofes   the power  of mighty nature. 
The drops seem soft.    What can't kill you    makes you stronger.     Am I going 
 under,           in storm, in rain and thunder?  
Despite the arms from water, from water,  move on, move on  in the rain.

Mountains contain amounts of   tons of rain in an endless winter term.    Rain and Fog and clouds,  water falling from  sky.  I wanna hide in a wide winter time, 
I wanna look from above, but   I'm kept all down by water und the cold.
drenched by it's many arms in mudd from dirt to blue, all grey.

Rain In The Mountains

The Stone Troll

Strolling across environs emerging from daily life,         
Bad news and chaos to comprehend, contemporarily.
       
Thinking of new ways, made of well known dreams. Let them go fluidly like water and infiltrate. 

A  dream up the stream. 

Watching as far as the stars are still away from here.   
Meandering on. No shell around a dream.                     
   
The backwater, the vortex, the flow, so frenentic, there are things to focus on. fear becomes irrelevant.  Don't promise anything, the boat is made of clouds, of dust and wind and steam.  

In this world today,  in my state dreams seem inappropriate,  fallen out of time, not apt to my kind, are there liberties for the 
dropout?

It's just a phantasy, ignoring the  world.
I'm immersing in cloudy utopia it's  connected to whatever you connect it to.  Can I put some effort into this?  So that I can be


Walking...  Chorus.

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