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Lyrics:
"Not in his usual mood"
The crew has agreed to take actions
Down in the engineroom they shook hands
as the storm grew frightful and mean
"Hey, fetch him a cup of joe, laddies
Let's drag the man back from his dreams, too-rye-ay"
Pray for him to wake up soon
sharp as the knife, bright as the moon
Asleep at his desk, drifting away
Tryin' not to think of the past
Cold night, cold dark night
They'll soon break the door in a desperate attempt
Tryin' to save what´s left of this ship "oh"
Victoria sailed off to her death and she'll never return
"My soul will burn" the captain sighs
"BANG" as the hinges breaks
A brief silence before the alarm sounds
Malfunction down in the engineroom
Hull has been breached
Death closes in
Finally the Captain breaks out of
the terrible grief that possesed him
"All men abandon the ship
Before it's too late, my destiny await's"
Alone at my post, with eyes open wide
Stronger than ever before
Cold night, Cold dark night
With the sea as my witness
I'll take this ship for my bride
'til death do us part "Oh"
Victoria and I to the depths of the treacherous sea"
My heart is free the captain sighs
[Solo]
"Not with a whimper!"
the captain cries out in the storm
Out to the sea
But with a "BANG" his heart is free
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2. |
The Lighthouse
04:12
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Lyrics:
Since my father retired of old age
I kept things going
the way that he did before
He lost his mind
in the storm of '85
My mother denied
that he was a boozehound
She suffered as she found out
that he passed on to me
what drove him to madness
flickering light from the lighthouse
as the engine dies
I shield my eyes
against the snow
The boats are blind
No light to show
their way back home, the Captain sighs
A storm like this claims many lives
The cliffs are sharp
Someone must tend the lighthouse
Someone must tend the lighthouse
The power is out and I pour the diesel
A full tank will keep it running throughout the night
The damn thing won't start
Seems to be more than missing parts
that I failed to repair
Will there be knockings on my cabindoor
Widows in pain cursing my father's name
It ends tonight
Up the stairs and into the black
Surrounded by
the dark below
The boats are blind
No light to show
their way back home, the Captain sighs
A storm like this claims many lives
The cliffs are sharp
Someone must tend the lighthouse
Someone must tend the lighthouse
Someone must tend the lighthouse
Someone must tend the lighthouse
Someone must tend the lighthouse
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Someone must tend the lighthouse
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3. |
Joanne
03:58
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Lyrics:
I'll wait for you Joanne
Right by your side until they know why
your heart suddenly stopped
I'll wear a white coat if they fail
To bring you back
to the world where you belong
Though I fear
that you will not improve
If science lacks the means to mend your heart
Then mine is lost
They talk about Joanne
With serious looks, dejected but true
I know they've given up
But I'll wear a white coat if they fail
I'll bring you back
to the world where you belong
Though I fear
that you will not improve
If science lacks the means to mend your heart
What good am I
The lifesupport machinery
tells nothing but the truth
and the pain that you must feel
is ruthlessly expressed from
various lights and beeping sounds
When they strip you from the tubes
What good am I
I buried my Joanne
Along with the coat in wich men play god
So innocent and white
I wore a black suit on that day
I cursed and cried
'til I reached a certain emptiness
My tears can't bring you back
and nothing in this world can mend my heart
or my Joanne
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4. |
My Piano
04:53
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Can you hear the truth in my piano
It's truly a joy
It would never wander off
or feed me with lies
There's a comfort knowing it will stay here
no matter what
There's no need of words to make it talk
Only my hands
Lady next door is a feast for the eyes
She's so fine, I wish she was mine
But she has no strings, nor a pedal
to make it last
If I could play her from bottom to top
I'd leave out the minors, ignore when to stop
No diminuendo, just one big crescendo
that rises above
Rooftops and chimney sweepers
and further on where the skies are blue
Sailing away in my foolish dreams
Where we fall in love with no end to fear
Can you hold your tongue near my piano
and hear it out
There are things that we can learn
from melodies
It is nothing but a rough extension
of me and my soul
If I let the dominant dissolve
Then I can return
To the beginning, before we first met
When my mind, was free from the kind
of feelings that you fill me up with
Before we met
I could play mozart, the Beatles and Cool
Now I'm stuck with the waltz of the fool
No diminuendo just one big crescendo
that rises above
Rooftops and chimney sweepers
and further on where the skies are blue
Sailing away in my foolish dreams
Where we fall in love with no end to fear
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5. |
Bourbon Dreams
03:35
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There will be no love
No more kind words
All the doubts we share
will soon be swept away
There will be no love
Only darkness here
It grows for every night
She's not with me aboard this ship
Even the best of fools
can see that we
have nothing at all
I should have stayed home instead
I'm lost in bourbon dreams
Every night I spend
in my state room
Asking God how she
could bear a child of three
I already know
but she claims that I
am the only one
I just can't see how I could be
Even the best of fools
can see that we
have nothing at all
I should have stayed home instead
I'm lost in bourbon dreams
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