1. THE ALL EUROPEAN INTRO
(Will hopefully help to increase the confusion)

Remember when we were in tune , we sang these songs beneath the moon.
Enlightened by the soul we newer knew , the end would come so soon.
Were standing naked in the sun , against the ones that let us down.
Encountered by the war , remember times we had more fun.
Encouragement and fame were all words that triggered our hearts.

We could see the light , we could be the light , we could control the light.
A million summer days a head of us , we where there with you.
You wrote invisible words between the lines , and you sold our dream.
The Cities we made and the games we played , there all there in the stars.
Beyond the glade so ugly and gray , as i turn away.
Growing apart as we are growing up , years are melting away.

Years pass on by , there's no time to fly , so we wave goodbye


2. TRAFALGAR SQUARE

I went to London with Judy and my band.
We toyed with feelings like nervous guests in partyland.
We played some small joints while Judy found work.
I spended her money on Whisky and made a good impersonation of a jerk.
The best you ever seen.

Lonely and lost in Trafalgar square.

Lost my band and my baby there.
Hangover and broke , at the first light.
It was the first of many lonely nights.
It was raining in London and i knew how to get wet.
Parts of me needed to dry out ,but the winds weren't favorable jet.
I sold my belongings ,but kept my guitar.
And played for nickels and dimes to spend in the nearest bar.
It couldn't take me far.

Lonely and lost........

I met my equals ,in my Soho Hotel
We found our way out on an orange boat to Israel
It was time to sail away.

Lonely and lost . . . .


3. THE HERO AND THE RUSSIAN ICE PRINCESS

Moscow in springtime ,a scent of hope is in the air.
Her talent and passion , could take her everywhere.
Did you feel like a boy ?
When you shared the same space.
Did you see Mona Lisa ?
When her hair framed her face.

And did you always want to be the one ?
Who gave her inspiration and strength to move on.
As she was drawing perfect circles.....on the ice.
Paris in summertime , she was playing by your side.
You where neglecting your ego , for the dreams she could confide.
Did you lie awake at night?
Afraid to sleep and find a dream.

Were there tears in your eyes?
When jealousy produced a scheme.
And did you always want to be the one ?
Who gave her inspiration and strength to move on.

As she was drawing perfect circles
As she was drawing perfect circles
As she was drawing perfect circles.....on the ice.

I saw teenage prostitutes with the diplomats they pleased.
Selling our future , spreading the disease.
Don't let me down.
Please don't let me down.
I saw Polynesian frenchfries , glowing in the dark
while the mastermind neglects to cover his face.
I see tomorrow become yesterdays DISGRACE


4. JACK'S SLUMBER PARTY

Another six pack pipe dream on a Saturday night , pretending he´s all right.
What would he say?
If I said that he's wasting away.
The time it takes to heal it takes to fall.
I said-Jack don't you understand?
That the liquid you demand is bringing you down.
I can still see him frown.

The time it takes to fight it takes to die.
To sleep , perchance to dream.
Perchance to find some peace of mind.
And when I saw him acting out yesterdays role , noticing the absence of soul.

How did i feel?
Did it feel unreal?
The time it takes to see it takes to live.
To sleep . . . . .
And when you saw me leaving my life behind.
When you saw me acting like you...How did you feel?


5. PATERNITY SUITE

It´s so cold , when sadness burns.
Ignorant teachers never learns.
How to show affection , or to start again
they give lessons in concealing pain.

Life was light , but Jack couldn't fly , she was´nt content just getting by
When she started to grow , she started to glow.
And graced by life , they had but one way to go.

She was a dancer in her own mind
but acknowledge she could never find.
To need attention is to quietly starve , love is air , inside the family jar.

Passion burns , love cools the wound.
He needn't worry , he was dry in her room.
A needy woman , and a needy man.
The kick from her stomach steadied his hand.

He was a hero in his own mind , but acknowledge , he could never find.
To need fulfillment is to quietly starve , love is air , inside the family jar


6. SEEKING KNOWLEDGE

Standing in a lighthouse , with my eyes towards the sun.
I belong there i´ll be strong there.
A fugitive from options , before it have begun.
I can't do it , I just can't commit.
It´s just a slight , restatement of the play

Only a light , restatement of the play.
Standing in a corner , my palms towards my face.
I cant do it , I just can´t commit.
Leaving this world , means a different time or space.
I belong there. I'll be strong there.

It´s just a slight . . . .

When lions on monuments are rising to roar.
Presidents , play golf , lift there heads to shout fore.
Are we winning or losing?
We turn to the play.
And read that the options , may come to us some day.

Oh , do we need it do we care , can we see it everywhere.
When huns were attacking , our castles and our farms.
And then went to spread the word of god , with soldiers , with arms.
Did we feel the God of progress , caressing our cheeks?
Is it true that we are looking , and that we find what we seek?

Oh , do we need it do we care , can we touch what we cant bear.

I see I touch

Awake , here I stand here I lie , there's a storm in my eye now I can see.
Heartbreak , things of beauty must fall
I just reached the wall now I can touch.

I see I touch

I know , inside the castle lies a garden ,
it feels so very hard when I can´t see
I read , that in the garden lives a girl ,
things of beauty is her world I´d like to touch.

I see I touch
I seek I watch
The castle walls are breaking down before my eyes.
With this knowledge , I turn to the sky

I seek I watch
I see I touch


7. EUROPEAN ANTHEM (intrumental)
"Remember when we where in tune
we have been passed by many moon
Searching life wherever may
reborn in every womb".


8. REPENT

As I was resting on her tummy , I felt the world swirl.
Tired from endless enigmas , I was playing with her curls.
A lot of time with pen and paper , but not so much to show.
I tried to tell my story , but it made me feel so low
There is time for repent , there is time to heal.
For the thoughts I send , would probably appeal.

I accused you for ambition , while I ruined my own.
Romancing my sunset and mocking your dawn.
Concerned with Jacks drinking while I tried to drown my thirst.
At first I wanted to last , now at last will I be first.

There is time for repent.