In The Heart Of Your Mind - Andreas Vollenweider

I cannot see in the dark of the nights I cannot breathe in the heart of your fire I cannot raise one more tear on the liars I cannot kill one more house of desire ... I cannot see through the hate in my eyes I cannot breathe in (smoke?) of the wild I cannot waste another hour of our life I cannot kill another second to the lies ... Ripped tear, express the ashe We made of hate into your blood Broken moments locked in time In the hearts of your fire

The holts are nearly always close to the sea In fallen boulders, old ruins, in cliffs Or at the top of a stack, like this High above the sea A safe place for cubs I wait, tense Then disappointed She leaves her spraint To notify others have a visit The holts are evenly spaced About five hundred yards apart And are for the use of any otter who passes by With or without cubs I love you

Every story has to be about something I suppose this one says I lose my head As the feeling starts to grow you know? I can feel love thumping at the doors of my heart Feel love thump as it tears me apart Feel love pump as the worrying starts I can feel love thumping at the doors of my heart again At the doors of my heart again I can feel love thump Bom-bom, be bom-bom Everybody needs someone They can cling to now and then No more defense, no more pretense No reasons to explain it You can feel love thumping at the doors of your heart Feel love thump as it tears you apart Feel blood pump as the worrying starts And you can feel love thumping at the doors of your heart again At the doors of your heart again You can feel love thump Bom-bom, be bom-bom Bom-bom, be bom-bom This one your unity rocker, Lord Stick him in your living room and turn off the light eh Bet you wouldn't know if he was black or white Boy, say what's the use in fighting? Man say, I say you shouldn't really fight Tek him to a disco tek Tek him to a pub eh Tek him to a blues and then You play him rub a dub eh Say you shouldn't really fight, man say Say you shouldn't really fight Each and every day I walk through the streets And I see man and man war and kill each other Because you are black or you are white So what's the use in fighting? War alright Because it's strictly love and unity We a deal in today And that we will never throw away We will never throw away, war alright I say just because you're brown You no fe g'wan like a clown Just because you're white You no fe broke a likkle fight eh Say what's the use in fighting, boy I say, you shouldn't really fight Every time it happens, seem to act a little touched In this at least, you're just like me I think we think too much Why can't we just Feel love thumping at the doors of our heart Feel love thump as it tears us apart Feel blood pump as the worrying starts I can feel love thumping at the doors of my heart again At the doors of my heart again I can feel love thump Bom-bom, be bom-bom I can feel love thump Bom-bom, be bom-bom At the doors of my heart again At the doors of my heart again I say, I can feel love thump Bom-bom, be bom-bom Bom-bom, be bom-bom

I'd like to walk around in your mind someday I'd like to walk all over the things you say to me I'd like to walk around in your mind someday I'd like to walk all over the things you say to me I'd like to run and jump on your solitude I'd like to rearrange your latitude to me You say you just want peace and you'd never hurt anyone You see the end before the beginning has ever begun I'd sit there in the sun of the things I like about you I'd sing my songs and find out just what they mean to you But most of all I'd like you to be unaware And I just wander away, trailing palm leaves behind me So you don't even know that I've been there