![]() For thousands of years people have tried to figure it out and I‘ve got this sinking feeling my time‘s running out. Yet still there is no answer to it, at least none that rhymes. The meaning of life has been googled a billion of times. So we‘re trying to make the best of it day by day, day by day, day by day. No-one asked to enter this life but here we are anyway. No-one knows what‘s ahead of us, are we being deceived? Sometimes life‘s too good to be true. This is when all the desperate ones tend to turn to religious belief.īut life is too wondrous a thing to conceive. There comes a time in our lives when we all want to know: Can we take all of this seriously? Or are we acting our parts in a show? Sometimes nothing seems to go right and we‘re drowning in sorrow and grief. With eyes half closed you lie there wondering whatever happened to your precious time while you‘re mourning in the morning, forever blaming bottles of red wine. That sound you heard there in the distance, ‘twas no nightingale but the lark. The morning after the night before, wishing that it was still dark. Day-in, day-out the same old routines – won‘t somebody tell me what I came here for? Won‘t somebody come and free me? I‘m sick and tired of doing the chores. Nothing on the TV, thumb is turning sore from flicking through those channels. Instead of doing something meaningful you‘re scrolling down to the center of the earth. You can stop me anytime you want but I‘m pretty sure you can’t! I want to distract you. I‘m your social network, I‘m there at your command. Procrastination – be by my side, help me to fight all obligations. Still my head is full of weird ideas, better save them for another year. Reading other people‘s thoughtful thoughts. I‘m so good at wasting, I excel in wasting time. I never knew what this was meant to mean the point of the distinction still remains to be seen. ![]() I‘ve been told not to waste time since I was young, to care about what‘s relevant, turn my back towards the fun. See sunlight burst through the clouds that fade on a rainy day and listen to the smell of the pretty picture that you can only paint in your mind. Hear the Raindrops fall down on the leaves of a tree in the rain, smell the pages of a book while you read the day away. Listen to the smell of the pretty picture. No time to talk ‘cause you have to make all the money now but have in mind you can‘t take it to your grave. You see things that you are longing for, always something new especially made for you. No time to waste for you have to make a live worth living for but to me it seems that you‘re dying for. ![]() You ride around in your fast car through an endless night – near the speed of light. Hear the raindrops fall down on the leaves of a tree in the rain, smell the pages of a book while you read the day away. You can keep telling you that everything‘s all right but you‘re a fool – I tell you there is more to do. It‘s for your future –Ĭonsider what you will do. The time has come for you now you must make a choice and be true. Hear the raindrops fall down on the leaves of a tree in the rain and listen to the smell of the pretty picture. You walk around and think it‘s all at your command but you‘re a fool – I tell you there is more to do. You think that you‘re so smart because of all the things you learned at school and from the guys that told you how to be cool. Via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Mixed and mastered by Martin Schnella Overlodge Recording Studio. Acoustic guitar recorded DHS- Studio / GE. Electric guitars recorded by Dennis Klein Com Rock Studio / GE. Additional vocals by Julia Gorzelanczyk and Ina Merz. Life music partly based on Piano Concerto in A minor, Op. Severn Speaking contains samples from an original speech by Severn Suzuki. LSPP - Listen to the smell of the pretty picture 10:28 ![]() InMotion was mixed and mastered by Martin Schnella (Flaming Row/SSTTGD).Ģ. The new progressive rock album by InVertigo.
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