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The Victim
1) The Victim
Angels in the night of wonder
Sing, sing, sing, sing to me
Angels flashing torches,
Angels beaming wondrous
Are you lost?
Will you find us?
Will you blind us?
Then remind us
to be free,
so free...
Shadows soon pass over
The night forbids me
Promise of this moment,
everybody’s dream
A night of thunder & lightning
awaken
the years
away....
She sat alone in the twilight
And once again she sang of the
music of the Morning Star
Peace from the victim who swore by you
Birds stole her singing in the twilight. And once again she sang the music of the Morning Star
Peace from the victim who swore by you
Your soul held illusions of eternity. A forest of stars smiling down
go before you. Dance, dance before the dreamer. Dance away
Peace from the victim who swore by you
“Music is love in search of a word”
It's only a feeling, so sad and absurd.
“Music is love in search of a word”
It's only a feeling, so sad and absurd.
Tomorrow (The Imaginary Life of Tamara)
2) Tomorrow (The Imaginary Life of Tamara)
Her eyes 'a frozen by the fire now, don’t ask me why. Her smile, (it) tells you she'll be leaving for far away - tomorrow. Her voice, so happy in the morning, don’t ask me why
Her laugh, it jingles like a bell and gladdens you - Tamara
’ve opened doors to a glittering shadow, I’ve opened doors when you’ve taken to flight. I must be afraid whenever you call out my name now. I must be afraid whenever I
pick up the phone now. Will I outgrow you?
Never say die, never say die, but enter the back door of my mind...
(Interlude)
One light, a corner of the rainbow, don’t ask me why. One word, an echo of the wind sings. One fear, nevermore meet you, don’t ask me why. One wish, forevermore to call your name..
The Yellow Brick Road
3) The Yellow Brick Road
Find the yellow brick road, a pot of gold at the end. Draw a line to the rainbow.
Too much time you should not spend.Lasting sleep tries to follow.
Find the yellow brick road
Spend every minute you Have the yellow brick road Back of your mind in a Dream the yellow brick road Into the real...
Draw a line to the rainbow.
The One You've Always Known
4) The One You've Always Known
You raced around the world twice
to stop your kin from dyin',
didn't think about yourself
not even when you stood up cryin'. I know your love for life will never let you stop from tryin'
to see the truth in everything
and I can hear you sigh...
No matter where you are
I've known your love, I've heard your songfrom near and far
I've dreamed your dreams and danced with you and always knew: One day you'll recognize me as your own. We just met but I'm the one you've always known
I've gathered all the seeds you've sown which weren't meant for others. I know you wished the best for them but some sisters and some brothers were'nt ready for your truth even if they were your lovers. It's time for you to face yourself, I'll help you lift your covers
You start to guess just who you are, you've dreamed my dreams
and heard my song from near and far. You've known my love, it's been with you, you always knew, One day you will accept me as your own, we just met, but I'm the one you've always known
I'm your greatest hopes and your worst fears all realized in one
The time is now, the place is here,
all conclusions are foregone
The choice is yours, you can balance all your feelings and desires,illusions of the senses aren't really what your true self now admires
We know just who we are, our love is strong, before too long
from near or far could even be today that we will hear each other say: This is my chance to feel you are myself, my very own,yeah, we just met, but I'm the one you've always known
What Might Have Been
5) What Might Have Been
Heaven—that's what might have been. Black is the ash of memory. Lights on Lover's Lane grow dark, I sit in the park watching ember-like dreams blown here and there, trashed by a world where money blinds you, blinds you , blinds you, blinds you
Calling—sound of all my fears; Drums beat upon my memory. Crystal palace, girl named Alice first found the way in a virgin's disguise, she closed her eyes sifting thru medicated laughter
Always the blues, tryin' to get me (or never a rainbow); One day I laugh, one day I cry, I feel like life has passed me by
Who knows what it might have been? Black is the ash of memory (Who knows why I'm still waiting?) Anxious days and restlessnights, alone in my dreams, I see a rose among thorns on hidden paths, Lost in a world where no one finds you, finds you, finds you, finds you...
Always the blues,tryin' to get me. One day I laugh, one day I cry, I feel like life has passed me by.
Who knows what it might have been? Who knows why I'm still waiting? Anxious days and restless nights, alone in my dreams, I see a rose among thorns on hidden paths, Lost in a world where no one finds you finds you, finds you, finds you...
Child On A Quiet Day
6) Child On A Quiet Day
Man has built a temple of steel.
Minds stop! forgetting they’re real. LISTEN:
From time immemorial humankind has echoed forth in a resounding cry of cosmic consciousness and electricity producing in the end only huge networks of the Robot’s brain...
Machines are the rage!
We live in a cage!
(improvisation)
Child so alone calling out for a home at the break of day,
Voice very loud, not a sound, makes the heart want to stop—
The very thing that we fear coming true at the break of day—
War of the mind
in the sky
leaving only a
World on Fire...
Golden Hour...
Singing amen...
In the year when AI arrives
Beware the Emp'rer of Jive. LISTEN:
All the beasts of the land (Apple, Amazon and Fannie Mae) are at his command. His minions connive in voices evil and dead, sprinkling salt on their tails as he's hauled off to jail.
Who in the autumn reaps from his vineyards a zillion and ten grand—tax-free!
The Emp'rer of Jive—
'Cause AI's alive...
Child so alone calling out for a home at the break of day, Voice very loud, not a sound, makes the heart want to stop—The very thing that we fear coming true at the break of day—War of the Mind in the sky leaving only a
World on Fire...
Golden Hour...
Singing Amen...
Somewhere so far in the Night, They shine, the Children of Light. LISTEN:
Stained glass lightning, tears intermingled with the sunset, Worlds wrapped in fire, golden hour of the morning among Mirror statues of days long gone by. Statue of the voice of a child on a quiet day
Is singing a song—
delayed time) The music goes on....
Child so alone calling out for a home at the break of day, Voice very loud, not a sound, makes the heart want to stop! The very thing that we fear coming true at the break of day— war of the mind, in the sky leaving only a
Child so alone calling out for a home at the break of day, voice very loud, not a sound, makes the heart want to stop! The ver y thing that we fear com ing true at the break of day—war of the mind, in the sky leaving only a
Child so alone calling out for a home at the break of day, Voice very loud, not a sound, makes the heart want to—
Stop.
Wind Chimes
7) Wind Chimes
Sad but so romantic, our fling. I still hear your laugh among the shadows,your laugh was ev'rything. Hearts beat the way and we were so close and so free. We toasted the dawn and watched the waves break on the sea. (A) Heart made of glass broke as the wind chimes would tell, Tiny wind chimes replaced a wedding with bells.
Who will be your lover today? And will you fill your darker moments With components of what we were?
You were my enchanter, of you I sing. Looking in my eyes there by the ocean—a potion for ev'rything. You said I looked like a flower blooming forth in early spring. My tears held back showers that you swore you'd never bring. Who would have thought our love could cause so much pain? Who would have thought you'd never kiss me again? Now your world is silent, I've gone, As my mem'ry calls out from the ashes, and clashes With (your) destiny
Music is love in search of a word. It's only a feeling, so sad and absurd. Music is love in search of a word. It's only a feeling, so sad and absurd.
The original recording, July 2024.
left to right: Jovan Torbica, Neža Okorn, Larry Lofquist, Louis Checkley, Mara Miletić, Igor Frntić
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