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The Gathering




Альбом The Gathering


Nighttime Birds (06.06.1997)
06.06.1997
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The frost hits me in the eye
and wakes me
these are blury winters
and I cannot see

I walk into the white light of the snow
when the sun comes
I break it with my shadow
which tales me where I go

The frost hits me in the eye
and wakes me

I am the snow falling down on you
I tear up your face with my frost
And make you run to somewhere warm
When I come I see you get away
I burst out about your emptyness

The frost hits me in the eye
and wakes me
these are blury winters
and I cannot see


. . .



False eyes are staring
disrespectfully and untrue
the burden that we are carrying
is way too much for me and you

Sometimes it is better to lay
don't you think?

I'm evaporating
a veil of smoke is what I am
your thoughts will take on their way
to grow old and to be certain

Sometimes it is better to lay
don't you think?


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I'm waiting for your hands
to fold around my wrist
I'm mellowing in warm grass
and the scent of you I've missed

And blue is representing
the draft in my heart
I'm wandering through thin skies
and the transparent air I've missed

Pale is my face
you might want to colour
while I breathe

I'm following large drops of rain
with my eyes on the sight of you I've missed

Pale is my face
you might want to colour
while I breathe


. . .



Mother earth look at her closely
she looks at her baby and she sighs
the slight breathing pause that she takes it builds her and
makes her strong

She refuses to give her up
and we close our eyes

Her hands touch the round stomach
and feel the kick
The eyes that have seen so much cry
with the water she starts to rinse her face

And refuses to give her up
And we close our eyes
And you close your eyes


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I'm at the waterside
my cold feet are numb
and I follow my dream
I want to cross
I want to get inside

The clouds make a circle
on the soil that I'm on
and I trust what surrounds me
I want to cross

I break the storm through the clouds

I'm on the other side
I watch time pass
and I see, I have to go along
with the water that will lead the way
and I feel, the rain on my head
and the drops hit me one by one

I break the storm through the clouds


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Fear and sweat, my muscles ache
I smile, but it's just a fake
I fade away
It troubles me, what you're gonna say
Just a day away
And you will be here to stay

I wait and I wait
And what I really hate
Is the panic that stops me from breathing
My knees hit the floor
And I panic more
Until you open my door


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His hands hide inside a sleeve
and little feet play with the ground beneath him
while up in the sky is where he wants to be

Time will fly
and the wind plays with him
the night will give him its charm

While he walks home
his head's up in a cloud
he feels his pores fill up with fresh air
and there is no doubt
that one day he will be
where the eye of his telescope has already been

Night will pass
but he's a lot faster
no one can do him any harm


. . .



Their ways are open
they spread as their wings
they want to be certain
of a warm surrounding

When they fly
through the night as beautiful
nighttime birds

The warm wind picks them up

When they fly
through the night as beautiful
nighttime birds


. . .



To feel this great urge
to hold and embrace you
I slowly dry out

I shrink and shrink
until I'm gone
nothing to make out of me
oh what the hell went wrong
my heart gets pulled out
into your direction
it's no use
you have forsaken me


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