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Only Bones

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A Rock Rock-Opera

Behind Me

1983

SongAWeek 2025 Week 1
Theme: The passing of time

Lyrics (see below for english translation):

Ich tropfe,
seit du weg bist,
Sekunden,
auf mein gebrochnes Herz

Zeit heilt alle Wunden sagt man,
doch neun von zehn der Schmerz

Geh geh geh Zeit vergeh,
Zeit vergeh

Unser Zeitgeist,
sitzt neben mir,
und nagt,
an dem was einmal war

Zeit ist der beste Lehrer sagt man,
doch gute Schüler rar

Geh geh geh Zeit vergeh,
Zeit vergeh

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I drip,
since you’ve been gone,
seconds,
onto my broken heart.

Time heals all wounds, they say,
but nine out of ten the pain.

Go go go, time pass,
time pass.

Our spirit of the times,
sits next to me,
and gnaws,
at what once was.

Time is the best teacher, they say,
but good students are rare.

Go go go, time pass,
time pass.

Zeitgeist

Song a week #6 2025

The distant sound of a radio
honing in on my waking mind
the day is breaking
i brace myself for impact.

Morning news and the weather
shooting stars behind closed eyes
deadlines looming
I carry every worry

My blanket heavier than gravity allows
my head is clouded by worries and old doubts

asking 
how how how
saying 
no no no
please don't go

wiggling toes under linen
an act of will on the other side
ancient debt of life
demands repayment

My blanket heavier than gravity allows
my head is clouded by worries and old doubts

asking 
how how how
saying 
no no no
please don't go

Soles touching ground
longing to hide
gone out to come back at night

How  How How

A Song A Week #7 Theme: Lydian

what if
I fail?
what if
I bail?

you cannot take a step without a ground

Could I, should I,
everything still feels the same
Could I, should I,
everything still feels the same

You cannot build a house without a wall
you cannot start a run without a halt

what if
I fail?
what if
I bail?

you cannot crown a king without a throne

Could I, should I,
everything still feels the same
Could I, should I,
everything still feels the same

you cannot hold your breath without a mouth
you cannot light a fire without some warmth

What If

Nach dem Gedicht von Rainer Maria Rilke (19.1.1898, Berlin-Grunewald)

Vor lauter Lauschen und Staunen sei still,
du mein tieftiefes Leben;
dass du weisst, was der Wind dir will,
eh noch die Birken beben.

Und wenn dir einmal das Schweigen sprach,
lass deine Sinne besiegen.
Jedem Hauche gieb dich, gieb nach,
er wird dich lieben und wiegen.

Und dann meine Seele sei weit, sei weit,
dass dir das Leben gelinge,
breite dich wie ein Feierkleid
über die sinnenden Dinge.

Translation available here:

https://lyricstranslate.com/de/vor-lauter-lauschen-und-staunen-sei-still-be-quiet-consumed-listening-and-awe.html

Song A Week 12, Theme: Poetry

Vor lauter Lauschen und Staunen sei still

Lyrics:

I put my life in boxes, will be gone.
I trashed it, sold it, burned the bridges down.

Wherever I go,
I'll bring me, so
nothing means the world.

If I had to choose two things I own
to take where I'll go,
it would be the memories of you
and my guitar to play our tune.

I stripped down to the core, no more to lose,
in forward motion, head turned back to you.

I try to shake the roots
that grasp for my worn boots
and stumble blindly into what will come.

Nothing Means the World

Well great…
Now everything sucks again
When I touched your face 
I wanted to glue myself to it
And save the world, and save myself and save our fate

Well, great…
Now I won’t start to date again
You ruined it all 
by being so pretty, so funny so smart and so close


There are some things I like to remember
and some things I’d like to forget
We can’t change what keeps us sundered
Not yet


Well great,
I can’t visit the coast again
My thoughts go in tides
the flood overwhelms me, and drowns me, floats past what we lost

Well great,
Now everyone seems bland again
Say, who makes you smile?
I hope he has kind eyes, and I hope he‘s worse than I am - all at once

Well Great

The one of the Bremen Town Musicians that everyone forgot.

How How How

Tim Hantel