Songs

 Remember

Silver bird takes off in the night another's coming in In every window a light as every night begins One thing stays on my mind as I look back on the time I guess it just couldn't last I feel its fading fast Do you remember? Do you surrender? Do you remember how it feels? If it all comes back on me, I will run and hide Sometimes all you've got left is your empty pride Nothing, nothing will ever be the same Some of the best things fade, some of the worst remain I can't turn back the tide Or show you something inside Or help you out when you fall If I can help you at all Do you remember? Do you surrender? Do you remember how it feels? Do you remember? Do you surrender? Do you remember how it feels?

"The Breakup Song (They Don't Write 'Em)" 

We had broken up for good Just an hour before Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, aaah And now I'm staring at the bodies As they're dancing 'cross the floor Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, aaah And then the band slowed the tempo And the music gets you down Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, aaah It was the same old song With a melancholy sound Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, aaah They don't write 'em like that anymore They just don't write 'em like that anymore We'd been living together for a million years Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, aaah But now it feels so strange out of the atmospheres Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, aaah And then the jukebox plays a song I used to know Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, aaah And now I'm staring at the bodies As they're dancing so slow Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, aaah They don't write 'em like that anymore They don't write 'em like that anymore [Instrumental Interlude] Mmmm, now I wind up staring at an empty glass Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, aaah 'Cos it's so easy to say That she'll forget your past Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, aaah They don't write 'em like that anymore No, they just don't write 'em like that anymore They don't write 'em like that anymore They just don't write 'em like that anymore They just don't, no, they don't, no no, uh-uh They just don't write 'em like that anymore They just don't

Love So

 Empire of the clouds

To ride the storm to an empire of the clouds To ride the storm, they climbed aboard their silver ghost To ride the storm to a kingdom that will come To ride the storm and damn the rest, oblivion Royalty and dignitaries brandy and cigars Grey lady, giant of the skies, you hold them in your arms The millionth chance, they laughed to take down His Majesty's craft "To India", they say, magic carpet float away An October fateful day Mist is in the trees, stone sweats with the dew The morning sunrise, red before the blue 

Hanging at the mast, waiting for command His Majesty's Airship, the R101 She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside Drum roll tight, her canvas skin silvered in the sun Never tested with the fury, with the beating yet to come The fury yet to come In the gathering gloom, the storm rising in the west The coxswain stared into the plunging weather glass We must go now, we must take our chance with fate We must go now, for a politician, he can't be late The airship crew awake for 30 hours at full stretch But the ship is in their backbone, every sinew, every inch She never flew at full speed, a trial never done Her fragile outer cover, her Achilles would become An Achilles yet to come Sailors of the sky, a hardened breed Loyal to the king and an airship creed The engine's drum, the telegraph sounds Release the cords that bind us to the ground 

Said the coxswain, "Sir, she's heavy, she'll never make this flight" 

Said the captain, "Damn the cargo, we'll be on our way tonight" 

Groundlings cheered in wonder as she backed off from the mast Baptizing them her water from the ballast fore and aft Now she slips into our past Fighting the wind as it rolls you Feeling the diesels that push you along Watching the channel below you Lower and lower into the night Lights are passing below you Northern France, asleep in their beds Storm is raging around you A million to one, that's what he said Reaper standing beside her With his scythe cuts to the bone Panic to make a decision Experienced men asleep in their graves Her cover is ripped and she's drowning Rain is flooding into the hull Bleeding to death and she's falling Lifting gas is draining away "We're down, lads", came the cry, bow plunging from the sky 3,000 horses silent as the ship began to die The flares to guide her path ignited at the last The empire of the clouds just ashes in our past Just ashes at the last Here lie their dreams as I stand in the sun On the ground where they built and the engines did run To the moon and the stars, now what have we done Oh, the dreamers may die, but the dreams live on Dreams live on Dreams live on Now a shadow on a hill, the angel of the east The empire of the clouds may rest in peace And in a country churchyard laid head to the mast Eight and 40 souls who came to die in France

NGR

Self-Love Lonely girl with needs, egoist, selfish, chained by herself. She is attached to things that she has in her body and soul. She chains, trappes herself with things. Her ideas and thoughts about life and freedoms are nothing but an entrapment to herself, a chain. She can´t free herself, because of her ideas and thoughts. She is in a trial by herself.

Soul

Et si tu sais? Et si tu saviez ? Que je t´aime?

If she had a friend, a love, a place to live she would free herself from many of her ideas, thoughts and the life she lives. Alone, homeless, without landing and a roof, lost in space and time, with needs. Without a truthful friendship, love and touch.

She has been there alone, lost, talking alone with herself, to herself, with ghosts and to anybody else.

Love So

NGR

 

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Empire of the clouds