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Scopes Below The Line
03:08
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Still not confronting myself as much as I should
Still I don’t question enough
Who’s basicly scared
Who doesn’t dare to speak up
While being aware of
Every cause and every void that is left
who tries to read gestures and facial expressions
before anything else I’m observing myself
There are 1000 possibilities,
That’s what I heard you say
Apparently I missed to learn to better shut myself away
With every single try to please
I watch my patience not to snap
used to drop that thread before
There’s little scope left but it helped to get along
perfect in subjects we never required
Etched in our minds by our fears and desires
High hopes of that time directly behind
Who’s sharing the blame for lowering sights
If this is the best choice I could have made
What keeps me still awake
safe and content at least for a while
out of words, not taking sides
never worth a try
never worth a try
far beyond our means
there’s nothing in between
In line with nothing anymore
far beyond our means
there is nothing in between
but entirely below
what kept me back was in my words
what kept me back is was my thoughts
what kept me back is was my hopes
what kept me back is in your words
what kept me back is in your thoughts
what kept me back is in your hope
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Eyes, Words, Hands
04:19
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All over those years of fighting oppression,
showing positions, taking up stands
You’re finally easy, you know all the stories,
what’s right or wrong
But you’re not done
You not even noticed
You’re using resources
Someone is giving
But no questioning of that
Nothing to speak of
You know better topics,
It’s not that important,
You don’t get the point
Now you try to tell me what I should take care off
Which problems to tackle
Don’t you dare
Why don’t you start with yourself
Questioning chances, matters positions
I dare say fail
Eyes, words, hands
Facing complicity
Step back and listen
Keep on being part of the problem
Didn’t do it on purpose,
Nobody told you, just did what you learned
I don’t care
Why don’t you start with yourself
Questioning chances, matters, positions
I dare say fail
Eyes, words, hands
Eyes, words, hands off
eyes words, hands off
Eyes, words, hands off
eyes words, hands off
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Remember all the faces,
Remember all the names,
Remember any need to catch a meaning anyway
Remember all the desperate voices
Or any single try
Remember any nagging question about self-deceit and lies
questions as preconditions
nothing but enough
fear and failing, no excuses
and no place for last attempts
I remember all the faces
Remember all the names
Remember all abortive plans to catch a meaning anyway
Now I clearly see things changing
Watch you getting calm
How questions became answers
No desperation left
Who keeps apart who is the freak, is it me or is it you
How could I think or even hope that you would ever try to move
Questions - preconditions
Nothing but enough
Fear and failing
There’s no chance for
Last attempts and
All the names and all the faces
All the desperate voices
There’s nothing you see
Nothing you say
Can’t keep apart who is the freak,
But I would want you to speak up if it was you listening to me
All the names and all the faces all the names and all the faces all the desperate voices
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Lost thoughts, cleared minds
I lost my thought because of you.
Back down to earth, teared out, what’s new
One single word and two more seconds, inability to breathe
Familiarity of patterns. familiar feeling of unease
How many years, too many tries, what does it take us to increase
Wish I could say I didn’t know about anxiety to please
So who has to learn from failure
Who doubts, who pays, who quits, who speaks
Even though there’re parts I choose- decision’s still not up to me
The more I try to disembark
The more I learn about expense
Blowbacks to bear if I refuse – up to this point with empty hands
So I abandon hopes and habits
shadows interfere my claims
There are threats in every gesture, well-intentioned, all the worse
If I could find a way to dump your world possessing all my mind
Still I knew that there is no chance to take my body out of sight
Choose or decide
My body, my mind
trying to keep out every word between the lines
trying not to catch – what is greeted with your smiles
Choose or decide
My body, my mind
For all we felt and couldn’t say
We kept its heart to tough it out right to the end
someday
Choose or decide
My body, my mind
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Ways, words, doubt, right, strong, weak, wrong, cry
I swear I listened to your words, it was hard enough to try
Couldn’t find it in your heart didn’t see it in your eyes
All the change
You didn’t make
All mistakes
I might have made
For the sake of completeness
Both down for the count
Facing your shifty eyes
Blurting all out
Caution and safety,
We’ll manage alright
Ignoring what’s left
All out of your sight
It counts for a lot,
You count for a lot
You’re down but not out
All the change
You didn’t make
all mistakes
I might have made
Ways, words, doubt, right, strong, weak, wrong, cry
I swear I listened to your words it was hard enough to try
Couldn’t find it in your heart didn’t see it in your eyes
Days, lines, tears, nights, thoughts, leaks, life-lies
I swear I listened to your words it was hard enough to try
Couldn’t find it in your heart didn’t see it in your eyes
Couldn’t find it in your heart, didn’t see it in your eyes
Couldn’t find it in your heart, didn’t see it in your eyes
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No Memories, No Ghosts
03:54
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If we could only close our eyes
Some things might change on second sight
Building dens, familiar hands
Four of us here, six of us there
you and me
these fights and tears
When did we decide to keep the speechlessness for years
Ways and means widely differ
You desperately pretended
You reached a point where you’re alright
Shaking hands and nervous eyes
I’m pretty sure at least you tried
You said you dwelled on thoughts
You said you tried to care
You said you didn’t lie about the suffering you shared
Who decides
Who defines
Who tries to step aside
who lies
Sister you knew better time is short and chances rare,
I tried everything I could, everything I dared
If you asked me ‘bout regrets, I’d say I couldn’t take more steps
‘cause I’d regretted more to face the whole dimension of dissents
And to loose the last remaining expectations that I kept
which would have meant to fatally break with all relation that we had.
All the time and all the distance all the memories I don’t have
All the talks and situations I occasionally missed most
Somehow turned out to be allies
No memories, no ghosts
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