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LYRICS

 

NEIL IN BOREDOMLAND

Standing next to your horse
You have a look at this golden railing
With a steady pace you crossed it
But your faithful companion refuses to follow you
Leave the green meadows,
the caresses under your feet become scratches.
The tiny train is waiting for you, you don't know it
It will take you there.


Carry on, Carry on, Fly straight away
Carry on,
No need for maps or compass.
Carry on, Carry on, Fly straight away
Carry on,
Time over there doesn't exist.
Carry on, Carry on, Carry on, Carry on,
Fly straight away.


The train stopped
At the bottom of the big wheel
Follow the white rabbit
The Tea time you'll forget
Leave the farandole
The railing changed, its roots wrap around you
The dead rats burst out laughing,

you don't know it, they take you there


Carry on, Carry on, Fly straight away
Carry on,
The cold and some puffs of smoke.
Carry on, Carry on, Fly straight away
Carry on,
Mind over there doesn't exist.
Carry on, Carry on, Carry on, Carry on,
Fly straight away.

SKIPPING STONES

Here is an old wooden lodge

At the heart of a deep dark forest

Full of tears I’ve cried for you my love

Full of dreams I've had about you my love

 

Taking this track for one last time

I won’t come back, not again

With one’s arms folded I go barefoot my love

To forget the dreams I had about you my love

When I go for a walk beside the lake

The skipping stones I make sound like hearts beating

Faster and stronger; like hearts beating

When you come next

All the things I’ve built for you

All the things you meant for me

All the things I did for you

Lost in dark blue

I feel so scared without you

You where the only one who knew

In my glass I can see you

You’re fading, moving away

 

My memories are going in the air

I dry my tears and start smiling

One last skipping stone

One last skipping stones to say goodbye

And start forgetting my past

When I go for a walk beside the lake

The skipping stones I make sound like hearts beating

Faster and stronger; like hearts beating

When you come next

All the things I’ve built for you

All the things you meant for me

All the things I did for you

Lost in dark blue

Here was an old wooden lodge

At the heart of a deep dark forest

Full of tears I forgot, my friend

Full of dreams I lost, my friend...

A DARK SECRET

They'll never have seen the starry sky.
Shining, glittering, no wishes, no falling stars.
It's a dark night...
A single light...flashes, such violent memories.
It's a dark night, they're rooted to the spot.
It's a dark night...
Darkness seems to always have been there.
It's a dark night...



In the whole silence of the plain, we sometimes hear rustles...carried by the wind.
A secret...A dark secret...
When the dark side of the moon comes out...
The Unfortunate Animals Company, ghosts or survivors, about a long gone story...



They'll never know the heat of a woodfire.
Scars speak for themselves.
The only flames, those dancing in the eyes of their torturers...
Burning their small wounded bodies...
It's a cold night, they're rooted to the spot.
It's a cold night...
The pain seems to always have been there.
It's a cold night...


In the whole silence of the plain, we sometimes hear rustles...carried by the wind.
A secret...A dark secret...
When the dark side of the moon comes out...
The Unfortunates Animals Company, ghosts or survivors, about a long gone story...


It's a quiet night, just a last breath...
It's a quiet night...
A blast...and finally the release...
It's a quiet night...

THE STRANGER

Dawn slowly caressed my eyelids.

A weak glow seemed to flicker in the twilight;

The flame of a lantern into the heavy mist.

Intrigued by the shape, I also rushed,

Furtively, into the forest.

Steps pounding in my head.

Earlier, this morning…Earlier...

What is on your mind,

before this cold night? 

Is there any hope & joy, or only heartache?

What is on your mind,

before this cold night?

Does November's wind bring us some sadness?

At the top of the trees, the majestic bird glided.

As a light breeze, he came to settle on the stranger’s arm.

The stranger with an owl…

«Get out of your hiding place. Your steps are light as feathers.

But the pine needles betrayed you.»

And he told me this nightmare.

Earlier, this morning…Earlier...


What is on your mind,

before this cold night? 

Is there any hope & joy, or only heartache?

What is on your mind,

before this cold night?

Does November's wind bring us some sadness?

I dived inside the big owl’s eyes…

Children with an empty look...