Let It Flow 2008 Meanings

Let It Flow

Meanings

2008 Hammer Müzik

01 Grey Man
02 Frail Wings
03 The Aftermath
04 Sitting On The Quay
05 Nothing
06 Notions
07 Walking Through The Sun
08 Faces
09 My Blackest Loss
10 Strange Blue
11 Dirge... Still
12 Sitting On The Quay (Orkestral)
13 The Cycle


GREY MAN

In the ruins of the land
Withered like an autumn flower
Like little automation ants
Doomed people of the city
Rush from one place to another

There the pale man stands
His still rest, his silent dance
Grey man sees the rainbow’s end
All the colors above the ground
Yet so poor as one color blind

Grey man sees, grey man feels
With all these things he knew
Grey man wonders, he dreams
Will all these things make him,
Or break him?

At the point that's seen by no one
In the middle of no where
I’m there
In everywhere with everyone
Living in subconcious
Standing on the corner that you never dare to look
Searching, watching
Seeing your ways of self punishment
Your methods of self destruct
Named as "living the life" by yourselves
Abjectly
Shamefully
But still with insistence

Grey man sees, grey man feels
With all these things he knew
Grey man wonders, he dreams
Will all these things make him…


FRAIL WINGS

The light's weaker, you follow
As I breath colder, so you fall

A butterfly on the winter's breath
Wings cold as a stone
With a blaze inside the chest
Searing all the snow

In my mouth, the coldest words
Wings now unfurl
In my hands, a barren seed
You drown in the swirl

The light gets weaker
You steadily follow
As I breath colder
So you start to fall

A butterfly on the spider's web
Wings flutter about
With a gale, falling from grace
Breaking all the bonds

The light gets weaker
You steadily follow
As I breath colder
So you start to fall
(So I start to fall)

The will is broken
You steadily struggle
Tears I would've given
To you are now over


THE AFTERMATH

Instrumental


SITTING ON THE QUAY

Sitting on the quay
I'm thinking out the day

The grey air flows
A silent moaning behind
Mute is the wind
Picture of the early morning hours
Through the city

Thoughts try to reach out
Beyond the sea, they belong to
A land of peace that we seek out
A distant state of mind
With the sunrise dies my hope

In the cold nakedness
Through the radio poison flows
Day's first cigarette
Gently dissipates the smoke
Through the city


NOTHING

How sweet was the spring
By that riverside
All those pure smiles
Now became spoiled

How joyful was the cold
Year's first snow
Now the wind bites my skin
A dead of winter for evermore

Ain't no seasons, my only one
Beneath our pale sun

Everything in me is dying
After the years
All we have is nothing

Everything in me is dying
After the burdens
All I want is nothing

How bitter is the apathy
Our aching melody
All those precious tears
Drowning in our love

How gentle was the breeze
Like your whisper in my ears
Now I feel hellhound's breath
As cold as death


NOTIONS

Beyond mind lies consciousness
Beyond feelings is the truth
Beyond deeds lies results
Carrying it all to the next step

Beyond sensation lies the soul
Beyond death is a new you
Beyond life lies a dead star
Procreating it all over again

They all come out to the question why
None of the words is availing
Set aside the answers you seek
Living is beyond the meanings

Beyond amity lies fondness
Beyond hatred is to recall
Beyond love is the remembrance
Emerging when it's dark and lone

Beyond art lies pursuit
Beyond labor are burdens
Beyond evolution is violence
Always for more till it's all run out


WALKING THROUGH THE SUN

Instrumental


FACES

Faces took me afar
They are just in my mind
Reflection on the window
Reminds me of the names
Good times we spent
And passions we shared

My eyes began to close
I saw the faces
Under the warm blanket
Not so far away, I knew


MY BLACKEST LOSS

When haze shades my hopes
You are the wind dispersing it
Deep in the night I'm sightless
You're shining through the crack

Lost in a swamp
You're the pipe tune calling me
To the place where peace dwells
You are the hand pulling me out
From the vast crowd

But now...

Your tune became frail
Hear me quick, before it disappears
It feels like you're slipping away
Hold me tight, don't go astray

Now I sing my blackest loss
Do your frozen ears hear?


STRANGE BLUE

Walking beneath the street lights
Curling on the shady road
Remote from disorder
Nighttime ease cures my soul

So nicotine has been my dine
Somehow, I'm dragged into a strange blue
Maybe the picture near my bed
Something made me think of you

Leaving the tomorrow behind, I am wandering
To meet your ghost at some lightless corner
My eyes are strolling in the cold, but I'm warm
Hope you join me through the night

Walking beneath the street lights
Curling on the shady road
Maybe the picture near my bed
Something made me think of you

Hope you join me through the night...


DIRGE... STILL

Instrumental


SITTING ON THE QUAY (ORKESTRAL)

Sitting on the quay
I'm thinking out the day

The grey air flows
A silent moaning behind
Mute is the wind
Picture of the early morning hours
Through the city

Thoughts try to reach out
Beyond the sea, they belong to
A land of peace that we seek out
A distant state of mind
With the sunrise dies my hope

In the cold nakedness
Through the radio poison flows
Day's first cigarette
Gently dissipates the smoke
Through the city


THE CYCLE

Instrumental