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Inspiriert von China Mievilles Roman "Perdido Street Station".
Ein Song meines noch unbetitelten Solo-Projekts 2013.
Achtung: Den Song gibt es auch als Musikvideo in meinem Video-Tab.
Ein Song meines noch unbetitelten Solo-Projekts 2013.
Achtung: Den Song gibt es auch als Musikvideo in meinem Video-Tab.
an open window pane's reflecting
the sun's last golden ray
which is gently fingering down its way
into the concrete canyon
soon fading away
the monoliths of steel and glass
a high towering bulky mass
are bathing in the afterglow
and appearing from down below
as if they were on fire
and when at last the shadows sink
and creep through abandoned streets
the decent citizens have gone back home
to their suburban houses and families
and widescreen TVs
the night returns from under the world
the city falls asleep
and human cattle and sheep are resting
from their daily fight
the city's straying uneasily
through its vivid dreams
the soundtrack is moving in between
soft notes and loud crescendos
and sometimes a tense undertone
is poisoning the air
offender and victim, hunter and prey
the masters and those who have to obey
good luck and bad luck, hope and despair
cheering and fear in the air
all caught in the city's dream
business district lays deserted now
a ghost town in the city's brain
a graveyard's silence - no human faces
alpha waves, but in other places
the city is dreaming
in restaurants and bars and clubs
on dance floors and in Irish pubs
tamed dream waves are licking a shallow shore
euphonic sounds are forming the score
the dream is still easy
shady figures in the red light district
make illegal deals with haggard drug addicts
muggers and pickpockets looking for prey
in the unlit backstreets, shying away
away from the day
the night has returned from under the world
the city has fallen asleep
and human cattle and sheep are resting
from their daily fight
the city tosses uneasily
through its disturbing dreams
the night is a chaos of jarring beats
and sudden violent chords
and sometimes a tense undertone
is poisoning the air
offender and victim, hunter and prey
the masters and those who have to obey
good luck and bad luck, hope and despair
cheering and fear in the air
all caught in the city's dream
social outcasts are gathering around
a burning ash barrel on muddy ground
under the bridge down by the stream
sharing memories and a futile dream
and a bottle of cheep wine
a mutilated body washed ashore
eyelessly stares into the starless sky
the mortal remains of a murdered whore
mental firewalls are crashing in a cry
the dream waves are flashing over
the city is wincing and whining
in its horrible nightmare
desperately trying to wake up
to break off these dreams that recur
over and over in the nights
in the same or similar way
over and over in the nights
in the same or similar way
the day returns from under the world
the fragments of dreams are fading
and human cattle and sheep are returning
to their daily work
the city is humming and buzzing again
cogs and wheels interlocking smoothly
by day it's a well-composed symphony
without dissonant notes and chords
and not a single tense undertone
is poisoning the air
offender and victim, hunter and prey
the masters and those who have to obey
good luck and bad luck, hope and despair
cheering and fear in the air
all caught in the city's dream
the sun's last golden ray
which is gently fingering down its way
into the concrete canyon
soon fading away
the monoliths of steel and glass
a high towering bulky mass
are bathing in the afterglow
and appearing from down below
as if they were on fire
and when at last the shadows sink
and creep through abandoned streets
the decent citizens have gone back home
to their suburban houses and families
and widescreen TVs
the night returns from under the world
the city falls asleep
and human cattle and sheep are resting
from their daily fight
the city's straying uneasily
through its vivid dreams
the soundtrack is moving in between
soft notes and loud crescendos
and sometimes a tense undertone
is poisoning the air
offender and victim, hunter and prey
the masters and those who have to obey
good luck and bad luck, hope and despair
cheering and fear in the air
all caught in the city's dream
business district lays deserted now
a ghost town in the city's brain
a graveyard's silence - no human faces
alpha waves, but in other places
the city is dreaming
in restaurants and bars and clubs
on dance floors and in Irish pubs
tamed dream waves are licking a shallow shore
euphonic sounds are forming the score
the dream is still easy
shady figures in the red light district
make illegal deals with haggard drug addicts
muggers and pickpockets looking for prey
in the unlit backstreets, shying away
away from the day
the night has returned from under the world
the city has fallen asleep
and human cattle and sheep are resting
from their daily fight
the city tosses uneasily
through its disturbing dreams
the night is a chaos of jarring beats
and sudden violent chords
and sometimes a tense undertone
is poisoning the air
offender and victim, hunter and prey
the masters and those who have to obey
good luck and bad luck, hope and despair
cheering and fear in the air
all caught in the city's dream
social outcasts are gathering around
a burning ash barrel on muddy ground
under the bridge down by the stream
sharing memories and a futile dream
and a bottle of cheep wine
a mutilated body washed ashore
eyelessly stares into the starless sky
the mortal remains of a murdered whore
mental firewalls are crashing in a cry
the dream waves are flashing over
the city is wincing and whining
in its horrible nightmare
desperately trying to wake up
to break off these dreams that recur
over and over in the nights
in the same or similar way
over and over in the nights
in the same or similar way
the day returns from under the world
the fragments of dreams are fading
and human cattle and sheep are returning
to their daily work
the city is humming and buzzing again
cogs and wheels interlocking smoothly
by day it's a well-composed symphony
without dissonant notes and chords
and not a single tense undertone
is poisoning the air
offender and victim, hunter and prey
the masters and those who have to obey
good luck and bad luck, hope and despair
cheering and fear in the air
all caught in the city's dream
