If I could look beyond your face
And photograph your hidden place
Would I find you smiling in the picture

I don't know what you want
Because you don't know
So what's the point of asking

You're almost happy
Almost content
But your head hurts

Far too many ways to go
We learn so much but never know
Where to look
Or when we should stop looking

I can love the whole of you
The poetry I stole from you
And hide inside my stomach

You're almost happy
Almost content
But your head hurts

It's easy to get lost in you
And fall asleep inside of you
I want to return to you
A reason to be here
A reason to be here

No, I don't know what you want
As you don't know
So what's the point of asking

You're almost happy
Almost content
But your head hurts
You're almost happy
You're almost content
But your head hurts

I'll give you countless amounts of outright acceptance if you want it
I will give you encouragement to choose the path that you want if you need it
You can speak of anger and doubts your fears and freak outs and I'll hold it
You can share your so-called shame filled accounts of times in your life and I won't judge it
(and there are no strings attached to it)

You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving it's my privilege
And you owe me nothing in return

You can ask for space for yourself and only yourself and I'll grant it
You can ask for freedom as well or time to travel and you'll have it
You can ask to live by yourself or love someone else and I'll support it
You can ask for anything you want anything at all and I'll understand it
(and there are no strings attached to it)

You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving it's my privilege
And you owe me nothing in return

I bet you're wondering when the next payback shoe will eventually drop
I bet you're wondering when my conditional police will force you to cough up
I bet wonder how far you have now danced you way back into debt
This is the only kind of love as I understand it that there really is

You can express your deepest of truths even if it means I'll lose you and I'll hear it
You can fall into the abyss on your way to your bliss I'll empathize with
You can say that you have to skip town to chase your passion I'll hear it
You can even hit rock bottom have a mid-life crisis and I'll hold it
(and there are no strings attached)

You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving it's my privilege
And you owe me nothing in return

we live on a mountain
right at the top
there's a beautiful view
from the top of the mountain
every morning I walk towards the edge
and throw little things off
like: car-parts, bottles and cutlery
or whatever I find lying around

it's become a habit
a way
to start the day

I go through all this
before you wake up
so I can feel happier
to be safe up here with you

it's real early morning
no-one is awake
I'm back at my cliff, still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
on their way down
I follow with my eyes 'til they crash
imagine what my body would sound like
slamming against those rocks

and when it lands
will my eyes be closed or open?

I go through all this
before you wake up
so I can feel happier
to be safe up here with you


Song Info
"Basically, 'Hyper-ballad' is about having this kind of bag going on and three years have passed and you're not high anymore. You have to make an effort consciously and nature's not helping you anymore. So you wake up early in the morning and you sneak outside and you do something horrible and destructive, break whatever you can find, watch a horrible film, read a bit of William Burroughs, something really gross and come home and be like, 'Hi honey, how are you?'."
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Lyrics

Wake from your sleep
And dry all your tears
Today we escape
We escape

Pack and get dressed
Before your father hears us
Before all hell breaks loose

Breathe, keep breathing
Don't loose your nerve
Breathe, keep breathing
I can't do this alone

Sing us a song
A song to keep us warm
There's such a chill
Such a chill

You can laugh
A spineless laugh
We hope your rules and
Wisdom choke you
Now we are one
In everlasting peace
We hope that you choke
That you choke
We hope that you choke
That you choke
We hope that you choke
That you choke

Ich weiß nicht, ob es die Müdigkeit ist. Oder dieses blöde Fernsehen. Aber plötzlich ist wieder alles ganz anders...

I could tell from the minute I woke up
it was gonna to be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day
rise and shine rub the sleep out of my eyes
and try to tell myself I can't go back to bed
it's gonna be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day

even though the sun is shining down on me
and I should feel about as happy as can be
I just got here and I already want to leave
it's gonna be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day

everybody knows that something's wrong
but nobody knows what's going on
we all sing the same old song
when you want it all to go away
it's shaping up to be a lonely day

I could tell from the minute I woke up
it was gonna to be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day

I love the sense of dislocation.
(London Elektricity - Syncopated City)

die Stufen, die Haustür, der Flur
mein Herz schlägt im Dunkeln und ich lass hinter mir
die letzten paar Meter gerannt
gerannt um zu sehen wo du bist
gerannt um zu fühlen wie es ist
hier bei dir

meine Welt aufgehoben und ich kann die Welt in drei Wörtern erklären
wenn ich denn müsste
dort hinten wird's hell

und schwarz wird zu grau
wird zu rot, wird zu Licht
und benommen, verschwommen, erkennen
was man will, meine Welt aufgehoben
meine Welt in drei Wörtern erklärt

und alles, was ich brauche heut' Nacht,
eigentlich nicht viel,
nur einen Platz, von dem aus ich deinen Schlaf beobachten kann
das ist eigentlich nicht viel
alles...

meine Welt aufgehoben und ich kann die Welt in drei Wörtern erklären
wenn ich denn müsste
dort hinten wird's hell

und schwarz wird zu grau,
wird zu rot, wird zu Licht
und benommen, verschwommen, erkennen,
was man will, meine Welt aufgehoben
meine Welt in drei Wörtern erklärt
meine Welt in drei Wörtern erklärt
meine Welt in drei Wörtern erklärt
meine Welt in drei Wörtern erklärt...

meine Welt aufgehoben
meine Welt in drei Wörtern erklärt
meine Welt aufgehoben
meine Welt in drei Wörtern erklärt
meine Welt in drei Wörtern erklärt

I'd like to close my eyes and go numb
But there's a cold wind coming from
The top of the highest high-rise today
It's not a breeze cause' it blows hard
Yes, and it wants me to discard the humanity I know
Watch the warmth blow away

Do you think I should adhere to that pressing new frontier?
And leave in my wake a trail of fear?
Or should I hold my head up high
And throw a wrench and spokes by
Leaving the air behind me clear?

Don't let the world bring you down
Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold
Remember why you came
And while you're alive
Experience the warmth before you grow old.

I am bottled, fizzy water and you are shaking me up
You are a fingernail running down the chalkboard I thought I left in third grade
Now my only consolation is that this could not last forever
Even though you're singing and thinking how well you've got it made

Who are you? When will you be through?
Yeah it's just a phase...it will be over soon
Yeah it's just a phase

Call it women's intuition
But I think I'm onto something here
Temporaryism has been the black plague and the Jesus of our age
I know I must sound opinionated
Maybe biased and quite possibly jaded
But sooner than later they'll be throwing quarters at you on stage

Who are you? When will you be through?
Yeah it's just a phase...it will be over soon
Yeah it's just a phase
And I'm waiting for it to be over too

I still have last night in my body
I wish you were with me
David
I am thinking of you