Music heals my soul

Lyrics

8 Songs

Hurdy gurdy

Saturday, pressing crowds, shopping centres loom,
ragged man, his scratched machine fighting for his room.
Handle turns, a hissing noise and warbled sounds come out;
a hat is put down for the coins, the mercy of the crowd.

Hurdy gurdy, turn the wheel,
hurdy gurdy, this is how I feel.

I am the monkey on the box, I do my old routines;
I grin my grins, raise my hat and play the man of means;
on and on, day by day, time and time again,
I move on and the drop of coins truly tells me when.

The handle turns, the pipes breathe tunes, their reedy wheezing sound
and while the crowds are moving on it’s moving round and round.
I’m still standing in a daze, hear old songs repeat,
we move in cycles on and on but never they’re complete.

All I can hear

Open the window and breathe
cold air comes in from the seas.
Far away wishes must be,
voices that whisper to me,
yet all I can hear is only the sea.

Mellow from sweet summer wine,
mem’ries float far back in time:
There she is, does she say oui,
one small word holding the key,
yet all I can hear is only the sea.

Rooms full of tunes where I go,
cheerful, some rhythmic or slow,
claiming my soul’s harmony,
”Remember me” their only plea,
yet all I can hear is my only melody.

I sing for you

I sing for you when the sun is shining,
I sing for you when it rains,
I sing for you when the moon is full
both verses and refrains.

I sing for you while I’m driving home,
I sing for you when I’m away,
I sing for you late at night
and early in the day.

Larilu – dub-duah,
dubidab – dab – duah,
larilu – dub- duah,
dubidap-dubi
dabidap-dap-duah.

I sing for you while I’m walking backwards,
I sing for you in May,
I sing for you when I’m under water
and when I’m old and grey.

I sing for you though it’s not easy
but every word is true
and even if there’s nothing to say
I’d always sing for you.

Music heals my soul

Grey day’s morning
Lord, I feel so strung out,
tired and aimless,
not even a glimpse of a hopeful doubt.

Days go by in endless rows
and looking back one never knows
hell, what went wrong along the way,
What can I do to save the day?

Tunes tell me stories
while rhythms roll;
ease off my worries,
music heals my soul.

Music, music,
a ray of light shines through the cloud.
Feel the rhythm,
pick up the tune and sing out loud.

And then there’s colour, graceful light
while tuneful sounds chase out the night,
and tunes mould into harmony:
my soul’s at ease my spirits free.

Oh yes, there’s music’s graceful might
her tuneful sounds chase out the night,
her tunes mould into harmony:
my soul’s at ease my spirits free.

Victory and defeat

Well now, so hard just to get started
this is a tricky line,
bass down, take care of the rhythm,
yeah, this works out fine.
Ulli’s struggling with a bleeding heart
while envying my tune:
He can hardly wait for his on part,
coming up now his chance so soon.

Although I sing the second verse
I don’t feel put aside,
it’s bad enough I have to voice
what Thomas choose to write.
Then again he had to put up with
a background that was weak
while I enjoy more luxury,
that’s my winning streak.

Our music holds like all our lives
both victory and defeat:
So much to gain, so much to lose
until the song’s, until the song’s complete.

I was made to speak the last bit
but that’s no real shame.
If they don’t gauge the weight of it
they’ve got themselves to blame
’cause what I have to say right here
will be kept in mind.
What those two sang here earlier on
will be left behind.

You and I

I’d love to be a poet and a writer
and merge my words with a tune,
so they turn all your dark lives brighter
and let your green grass bloom.

It feels good to have people listen,
make them stop and dream for a while.
When you see their eyes brightly glisten
and their faces light to smile.

It’s lonely up here in the ivory tower
and the wind blows away my song.
Deep in the dungeon there grows no flower:
Come people listen and sing along!

When my heart is on fire
to share my sadness and joy
is always a deep desire
nothing will ever destroy.

If my lyrics desert me
and my life spells out bitter prose
I need you people to help me
until my confidence grows.

Lyrics to this song

Sometimes I sit here
to write down a song:
The tune’s so good and clear
but the words all sound wrong.
I don’t know what to write about
my thoughts are so confused.
I would win a brand-new song
but I fear I’m gonna lose.

And I wish that, oh oh,
a muse would come along
and help me put down
the lyrics to this song.

The sheet in front of me
is white as the snow!
I think I’ve got a verse
but then again no!
To cut out a piece of life
and put into ink,
it may not appear to be
but it’s harder than you think!

The writer’s like a cowboy
catching his thoughts on the run
and though it’s bloody hard it’s also good fun!
‚Cause when you’ve caught the words
and they match with the tune
and they mean something to somebody else
you feel like kissing the moon.