Gazpacho : Tick Tock

Progressive Rock / Norway
(2009 - Happy Thoughts Productions)
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1. DESERT FLIGHT

I feel my way
Down the okra coloured day
And I found a way
To say goodbye to you again
A hundred thousand miles

I don't know why we don't explode
With all that fuel leaking out

We can be the first
Tie a ribbon all 'round the world
We'll make it a gift to us
From the start with a wind-flapped officer's scarf
Like a ghost in the wind

All I want is to make it so
You depend on what I need

Still at 70 miles an hour
Daylight fading into dusk
Milky temple of the night in memory of your sweet delights
The cities that we fly by are like
Strangers waving from a train
Elevator trim the mirrors blink at every lighthouse point

You're asleep inside of me
You can see the things that I can see

This is everybody's way and every day
We control ourselves as every night
Our hearts pound like devil drums
I don't know how they don't explode


2. THE WALK

Here's the map of the land
Pour it through your old hand
Give me more sand, more sand

Help is here within the snake
Home is here while you’re awake
The end is near it's dancing in the sand and then you'll be mosaic

Help is near we made a plan
Move your feet through no man's land
If I know there’ll be no back home to be had

In the bitterness of truth
Where the curve of the horizon
Feels like walking through a masterpiece
Of evening blue in unread books
And I fall but I can stand up
Which right do I have to believe you

Leave the wreck in the sun
It's on your head
Into beyond

In the bitterness of you
And the bird is so golden
Feel like walking through a starry night
The sky is bright and burning
And I fall but I still manage
Which right do I have to deceive you

Leave the wreck in the sun
It's on your head
Into beyond

Close your eyes it's all around you
And now the wires are all too tight
I've fallen look around you
I'm the lore you learned today

I took a turn in my way
And I shook the tide
The plane is but a spec
And Prevot has a gun
One bullet two men
The sky is white

Feels like a magic carpet
Come fly a dying man
His shoulders are like ice capped
Mountains in the sand
Curve of the horizon is feminine so then
The eyes do not see anymore

Close your eyes it's all around you
The heat's a blanket of decay
Spirits dancing all around you
Dusty coral hazy grey

I'm the one to survive this
Soul is curled up tide
The plane is but a spec
And Prevot has a gun
One bullet two men
The sky is white

Feels like a magic carpet
A wish for a dying man
His shoulders are like ice capped
Mountains in the sand
Curve of the horizon is primitive man
So we do not speak anymore

Close your eyes now
It's all around you
And you feel the wires are all too tight
If I know there'll be no back home
Beyond, beyond into unknown
Pour it through your hand
Here's the map of the land
The horizon...

And the bird is so golden
Feels like a magic carpet
Come fly a dying man

The long haul back
In no direction
And no one knows we're ok
And the curve of the horizon
A masterpiece
Survival on adrenaline it's over soon
Doesn't everyone have their own walk to walk

Doesn't everyone


3. TICK TOCK

Oceanside
Ends the ride
Then you fall

The skies fly by
You close your eyes
Crystal ball

You beg for time
She's china white
There's no cure
Nowhere to hide

Better off
Where there's no geography
Unseen hands will rest
The true pace of time

Your hear the thunder
Far below
The air is younger
The engine's cold

She sells temptation
What you're looking for
You place your bet
And cross your arms
And if you're lucky
The engine talks

The road's a dream within a dream
The world a cloud around you

Wouldn't sell out
Just kept on living
Stayed in the fold
There was no money
Truth be told, he wasn't ready
When she said she had to go

The will was read out loud
The blood and the wine
It's now that I’m gone
That you'll see where inside of me
An angel watching you and me

As I loved the intense light, on the other side of you
Had a good look
At the course of times we knew
Are making you old when you try and forget then
The will was read out loud
A nursery rhyme
When you were gone I stayed on with this hole inside of me
Watching the house from the sea

When he met with his memories he didn't know their names
You never called
Deep within his mind
A city was dark from the death of his fire
The will was read out loud
The cruel and the kind
Written in sand every day and the hole inside of me
Grey as the spray of the sea

Broken glass
The plan has failed
The silence knows
A man of faith
Everything that you know, what a layman will for diamonds
Fell on his knees gave in the sad overload
And all of the survivors shamed in the trench
Scrape up what's left of his soul
Of his soul, of his soul

Come out of the shadows
The hills are a-green
Painting you a rainbow
Singing you a dream
Now what is pride for you
It ain't no good to you
You'll make a substitute
That lets you fly away

You silence every love
Yet you always starve for more
You're only wasting time
Lucky to be alive
Lucky to be alive
Your heart was set to lose
The nurse called out for blood
You're a celestial tremor
Surfin' on the fast-track
Blue suede shoes
Dancing on a landmine
Designed just for you
The mess you're in, oh heaven
No stranger to fear
It won't disappear
Truth never fades away
These thoughts are me

And what do you think they'll do?
The ground is a pendulum
The continent is gravel
Humming in your shoe
A pendulum
And who decides for us
At the very end of trust
The undertow of love
We only turn away


4. WINTER IS NEVER

Outside
A yellow moon gives away the night
To morning sun that watches us,
You lay your hand in mine
It's good, so good
Feel the starving light of this day
Can't you?
We know it's good

Over the cities under the stars
Through the volcano surf a river of fire
Hunting with tigers in the grass in the fields
Surfing on rainbows climbing the trees
Winter is never…

Grown up
Haunting me, I've punched a hole in time
On the run, forever from
The whispered words of night
It's good, so good
Feel the starving light on your face
Can't you?
You know it's good

Comic book heroes, hula hoop girls
Pedal to metal, language of birds
Fire the rocket, your chemistry set
Holding on tight while winning a bet
Winter is never…

The eye of the wheel is fixed on you
Your war is fought out and chewed
Draw the curtains hear her sing
You know the song has wings
Winter is never…


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