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world´s begin
01:13
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2. |
back home
02:24
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BACK HOME
When our last summer passed
and white clouds turned to grey.
Hard rain fell on me,
my white skin melt to dirt.
I hear sparrows calling my name,
they bring me back home,
we have no more time to stay,
when next spring is coming
and the wild flowers blow.
They bring me back home to you,
they bring you back home to me.
So lay down your head and cry for me
wind will dry your tears
my sweet love
you give to me.
I hear sparrows calling your name
it´s time to go home
we have no more time to stay
when next spring is coming
and the wild flowers blow.
They bring me back home to you
they bring you back home to me.
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3. |
the torch is passed
03:59
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THE TORCH IS PASSED
Standing there with matted hair
red smudgy lipstick framed her mouth
she loves to tell past stories from a pretty girl.
she was about ten when mother
told her not to play with pupae anymore,
´cause life is hard
she can not be a child anymore.
Once she had beauty, once she had life
broken hearts with her eyes
she was young, life was rich
her dreams come true.
She felt in love when she was twenty
april, 13 was the day, her dress was white
her lips were red, her love alive
Joe was his name he died in war
her dress turned black her lips got pale
her love was dead she was no child anymore.
Once she had beauty, once she had life
broken hearts in her eyes
she was not young, life wasn´t rich
she lost her dreams.
A girl, sore eyes looks through the time
changing her mind
her plan of life went into darkness more and more
I hear her story
sound of her voice is in my ear
sad shadow leading the way
her love was gone years before.
A little girl with matted hair
red smudgy lipstick framed her mouth
listening to stories happend to a pretty girl
she´s young and beauty has no fear
she plans her life and will not hear
the torch is passed,
the drum is playing more than fast.
written by Volker Roman Merschky und Simone Pfaff
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4. |
answer
05:05
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answer
It´s a misery in you
i can feel it every day
you´re looking for something
you can´t find.
You think you have to go away
to see other places, see life,
but you´re looking for something
you can´t find.
I hope you find your way
i hope you find freedom
you can only find peace within yourself
deep in your mind.
You think you need more
i think you need less
we don´t know the meaning of life,
we forgot.
It can be the loveliest place,
but you won´t find home,
you have to find peace
in yourself.
I hope you find your way
i hope you find freedom
you can only find peace within yourself
deep in your mind.
I want you too see with my eyes
to see the ease of finding the way,
to feel free,
wherever you are.
I hope you find your way
i hope you find freedom
you can only find peace within yourself
deep in your mind.
I hope you find your way
i hope you find freedom
you can only find peace within yourself
deep in your mind.
written by Volker Merschky and Simone Pfaff
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5. |
breathing
06:01
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BREATHING
There is a crying in the world,
and our bitter tears let us drown.
We have to hide our children
behind a false mask.
Breathe deeply the smile
keep breathing that´s the trick.
Can you see me
my face will ease your pain.
The prophesy shadow drop over the earth
and weights heavy on your heart.
Come, my dear brother
and hold me tight.
Breathe deeply the smile
keep breathing that´s the trick.
Can you see me
my face will ease your pain.
Give us the time we need
the longing that will kill us
keep it back, slightly.
Till we have learnt to love ourselves
till we know, what Else is boded us
the crying in the world
is for our dear lord who had died.
Breathe deeply the smile
keep breathing that´s the trick.
Can you see me
my face will ease your pain.
written by Volker Merschky and Simone Pfaff
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6. |
dreamt bliss
04:27
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dreamt bliss
Sweet blazing night swallow me,
wrap your pale arms around us.
The silvery moon touches our heads
and drive me out of my mind.
The bright light will catch us, soon
and destroy the dreamt bliss.
Come close, kiss me deep, my love
and meld our minds into a star.
The nights come and go
i bury my tears in your lips.
You pretend to the throne
to wear the crown of thorns.
We commit our star to the sky
to watch every hour over us
and kiss you gentle on your brow
although I´ll be long long gone.
My lost lover i promise
i will find my heart someday
and the forgotten dreams
will burst into a million pieces.
The nights come and go
i bury my tears in your lips.
You pretend to the throne
to wear the crown of thorns.
The nights come and go
i bury my tears in your lips.
You pretend to the throne
to wear the crown of thorns.
written by Volker Merschky and Simone Pfaff
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7. |
the last waltz
05:10
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the last waltz
(dedicated to Falko)
There ´s a man in a park,
sitting there on a wall,
feeling free for a moment of joy.
Sun is shining in his face,
after days´of umbrage.
That´s the cause to struggle for life.
Close your eyes, see the sky
and feel life going by
so I´m sure you will know
when it´s time to go.
I see my friend in blue dress,
seeing clouds passing high,
he´s telling nobody
his secret to die.
It´s no problem to stop everything
only time is running still.
The beat of your heart
brings you closer to the dark
and the band is playing
the last waltz to part.
Close your eyes,
see the sky and remember
your friends passing by.
Keep them in your mind
that´s the only way
they will not die.
written by Volker Merschky
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8. |
grain of sand
03:33
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grain of sand
There´s a place my father told me long ago,
the roads are paved with golden dreams.
I´m going straight ahead i don´t look back,
I might not take it anymore
I hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
Left my family to see the world,
picked up my life, my golden dreams.
Well, feel the blood is running through my veins,
like the river flow to break the stone.
I hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
I know my way, back home to you,
when i get lost in broken dreams.
I miss my love, but i will go,
to places i have never seen.
There´s a place my father told me long ago,
the roads are paved with golden dreams.
I´m going straight ahead i don´t look back,
I might not take it anymore
I hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
hear the wind blow cold
I´m just a grain of sand
on a neverending shore
the flood is drawing me back to the sea
to places i have never been.
written by Volker Merschky and Simone Pfaff
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9. |
white sheet
04:01
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WHITE SHEET
Don´t stumble through the bones on killing fields.
The sodden ground will bog you down to dark.
We have to bury our fallen fellows now.
Before the God of love sees what we´ve done.
My friend, don´t forget your life from past will everlast.
you have to clear it by yourself
You´re followed by the ghosts you´re calling every blink of eye.
You can´t forget your sins until you die.
Lost souls are walking through the haze as white as sheet,
the fog is laying over bloody fallen meat.
There is a friend above the sky
taking hands when they die,
the god of love will stay with all for evermore.
Stop praying hateful words to the crowd
get up and fight for freedom ,shout it loud.
a fistful felons start the war the folk is not in charge anymore
the same like many hundred years before.
Don´t believe the words of liars,be on guard
strive against the stream ,be yourself ,see the art.
not a toy of evil spirits, that´s the way to save your soul,
only wooden headed people can be thrown!
Lost souls are walking through the haze as white as sheet,
the fog is laying over bloody fallen meat.
There is a friend above the sky
taking hands when they die,
the god of love will stay with all for evermore.
Lost souls are walking through the haze as white as sheet,
the fog is laying over bloody fallen meat.
There is a friend above the sky
taking hands when they die,
the god of love will stay with all for evermore.
written by Volker Merschky and Simone Pfaff
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10. |
tired bones
08:31
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tired bones
When your day comes to an end
and your tired bones find rest,
so close your eyes and hold on.
so close your eyes and hold on.
When you look upon your old hands
and you recognize they wont no more,
so close your eyes and hold on.
so close your eyes and hold on.
The way is gone and there is no return,
you have to realize you´re there.
You are not the first and not the last.
no winner no loser.
When you find someone who lays
always by your side,
so close your eyes and be grateful.
so close your eyes and be grateful.
When you think about the dreams
you never dreamt,
so close your eyes and hold on.
so close your eyes and hold on.
The way is gone and there is no return,
you have to realize you´re there.
You are not the first and not the last.
no winner no loser.
I´ll kiss you for a very last time,
and wisper in your ears,
Even if you feel blue
Even if you feel cheated
that doesn´t matter, your way is gone
and you´ll find home, the time has won.
The way is gone and there is no return,
you have to realize you´re there.
You are not the first and not the last.
no winner no loser.
written by Volker Merschky and Simone Pfaff
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11. |
world´s end
05:41
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world´s end
Well, I wonder if all would be
easier if the earth would be flat.
With a beginning and an end
thoughts which grasp at nothing.
The driver would know exactly
the highways aren´t endless.
The ocean liner knows its border
the waves break to nowhere.
Most of her days she spends alone
searching for the end of the worlds begin.
Most of her days she spends alone
searching for the end.
When she was a young girl
her father told her „my dear look,
how wonderful the world is“
but she couldn‘t imagine.
Most of her days she spends alone
searching for the end of the worlds begin.
Most of her days she spends alone
searching for the end.
She is seeking for the rainbow
but she couldn´t grab it, she´s alone.
She is dreaming and we´re awake
good night, i still replay
Most of her days she spends alone
searching for the end of the worlds begin.
Most of her days she spends alone
searching for the end.
Most of her days she spends alone
searching for the end of the worlds begin.
Most of her days she spends alone
searching for the end.
When she lost all her hope
and no one showed her the truth
she stumbled and whipped off the world.
written by Volker Merschky and Simone Pfaff
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Dobbs Dead Würzburg, Germany
DOBBS DEAD
is the band of tattooists and artists Volker Merschky (vocals, guitar, mandolin, banjo, harps) &
Simone Pfaff (vocals, pump organ)
Their songs, as well as their entire artistic work, are dedicated to the theme of transience, decay and death.
With their post mortem folk music, Dobbs Dead take you on a dark, melancholic journey.
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