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The Colour Of Happiness
04:55
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The Colour of Happiness
What is the colour of happiness?
What kind of feeling is blue?
Why does this place look so different
from what I remember of what I once knew?
What sound do we hear
at the speed of light?
Why is there much less space
During day than at night?
They say the mind can travel time
Then why doesn't matter obey the mind?
Or is that a question worth but a dime?
And are they just two of a kind?
When you find beauty first
it’s also when it starts to hurt
From the corner of your eye
you can see it fade away
It's a matter of faith
When you dare to wish it should stay
It’s the colour of happiness
This is the colour of happiness
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2. |
Elsewhere
15:20
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Elsewhere
When the days are getting dark
The sun’s colour in constant change
From red to crimson to rust
We drift into a dream and turn to dust
Feeling elated, not even strange
While our eyes are keeping the spark
Watching the moon ascending
On an orbit that leads her out of reach
We’re riding high on the crest of the wave
Clinging to the memory we‘re trying to save
Far beyond words, far beyond speech
A moment that is never ending
There is calm in every grain of sand
There is heaven reflected by the sea
There is the shadow of doubt in bright daylight
There is comfort in the still of the night
Stop wondering what is inside of me
There is redemption in the touch of a hand
With an image, a word and a tune
We can hold back the flow of the tide
All the happy minutes kept in thin air
Names and faces lit by a flare
Hope and illusion may be denied
The time is now, it’s gone so soon
Dreams die when realized
And turn into cold history
What happens to their memory?
To hope and the thrill of mystery?
What happens to memory?
What happens to the thrill of mystery?
Dreams die when realised
What happens to their memory?
When the days are getting dark
The sun’s colour in constant change
From red to crimson to rust
We drift into a dream and turn to dust
Feeling elated, not even strange
While our eyes are keeping the spark
With an image, a word and a tune
We can hold back the flow of the tide
All the happy minutes kept in thin air
Names and faces lit by a flare
Hope and illusion may be denied
The time is now, it’s gone so soon
We live and breathe in thin air
There’s no place like elsewhere
What is left to feed on?
What is left to dwell on?
Dreams stored in memory
Never here and never gone
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3. |
The Star
05:36
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The Star
I’m a star
There’s nothing here like me
If I can see you
That’s only who you were
I’m a star
Understanding what will be
I’m caught in a web
That ties me to my lair
Born from balancing forces
With no apparent sources
The space between is curved and bent
Into collapse it is sent
Divine intervention?
A matter of intention?
Or particles merrily playing
Laughing at your praying?
You're always asking why
Trying to see some sense
But why do you laugh or cry
Or dwell in depths or heigths intense
You marvel at my sight
Use me as your guiding light
But I have lost my desperate fight
In an ever changing night
My skin erodes - My heart explodes
While I seem the same to you
Dissolving into nothingness
Until it all starts anew
I’m at the a heart of a nebulous cloud
Where matter meets in a weightless crowd
Pulling inwards - afraid of loss
A fusion of fire - lightyears across
If by purpose or built in design
I will sparkle, shimmer and shine
But into darkness I will fall
Lost and forgotten by you all
You're always asking why
Caught in false pretense
Why don’t you take off and fly
You’re living at your own expense
You marvel at my sight
Use me as your guiding light
But I have lost my desperate fight
In an ever changing night
My skin erodes - My heart explodes
While I seem the same to you
Dissolving into nothingness
Until all starts anew
So look at me
And all that you will see
Has long since ceased to be
It has long since ceased to be
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4. |
Take-Off
05:36
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Take-off
Remember when we heard
the songs that were sung
Remember when each day
led to a different place
All the roads were open
There was no old or young
We felt the drift, we rode the waves
We were floating in space
How much would I give
if life‘s threads were unstrung
I could relive these days
Feel novelty’s embrace
These were the days of endless possibilities
These were the days of pushing boundaries
A cosmos of opportunity
When we were fueled by curiosity
An illusion of perpetuity
And Heaven’s generosity
When you don‘t know that the light
you are beginning to see
Will soon start to fade
so you‘re waiting for the dark
When you don‘t know where you‘re going
anticipation sets you free
And you hope that what you‘re saying
will somehow light a spark
It wasn‘t easy to let go of the mystery
To let childhood fade away into history
But we will never be that free again
We won‘t ever be that full of hope again
Than at the time when life took off
And we jumped on, not afraid to fall off
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5. |
Comfort And Pain
03:46
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Comfort And Pain
Stepping out into the night I can still see your face
And it feels as if I’m looking right down into your soul
You‘re the sky full of stars and you‘re empty space
A glow in the dark of a pitch black hole
The moment has passed and I’m rushing through the rain
Returning to the comfort, I will live with the pain
Can we lead more lives than one?
As long as we don‘t try to hold on
Options are not realized
Will they vanish when we do?
Or is longing for surprise
Only for the hopeless fool?
A promise or a lie or the pursuit of happiness
Now every minute, every hour is filled with words and voices
Their lonely sounds and echoes carry hope and tenderness
We‘re sure of where we stand but question our choices
We still know who we are, but doubt always remains.
Returning to the comfort, I will live with the pain
A different place to go revealed
A distant dream that seems so real
How could there ever be
comfort without pain?
Longing for pure pleasure …
… what could we hope to gain?
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6. |
Pages Turning
04:40
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Pages Turning
Saying my goodbyes
I drop my poor disguise
I hurry out of sight
Headed for the coming night
Full of space and faith and hope
That life is unfolding to full scope
The ever present voice
Fades to a random noise
Tender, painful, yet enchanted
We took those days for granted
Long ago or yesterday?
Only memories still show the way
The spirit’s fresh it won’t find peace
Curiosity will never cease
A restless mind won’t be released
Threads of dreams weave into
a mirage that seems so real and true
Pages torn, pages turning
Trying hard to keep them from burning
The day is old, but the dream’s still strong
Always trying to hear my song
Pages torn, pages turning
Trying hard to keep them from burning
The day is old, but I play along
Always trying to hear my song
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7. |
Stargazing
07:10
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Stargazing
Talk to me again the way you used to.
Give me the feeling I exist.
And if you do, please don’t let on
that there is something I have missed.
We’re walking side by side through moonlit meadows.
There’s a distant drone we have chosen to ignore.
But something in our heads makes us wonder
why things aren’t what they were before.
No shame,
no pain,
just a minor irritation of the skin.
No clue
what to do
or how to cope with the mess we’re in.
We’re stargazing
And hell-raising
Give us a dance and a tune and we’ll blow up the moon.
We’re sleepwalking
And dream-talking
It really doesn’t look like we’ll wake up anytime soon.
The things you used to tell me seemed to make a lot of sense.
All I’m left with now is some kind of fuzzy remembrance.
The cord has snapped, leaving nothing in its trail
but so much to bewail.
We’re walking side by side through a vale of shadows
ignorant of what is keeping us alive
We’re fiercely bent on our own destruction
and yet determined to survive.
No shame,
no pain,
just a minor irritation of the skin.
No clue
about what to do
or how to cope with the mess we’re in.
We’re stargazing
and hell-raising
Give us a dance and a tune and we’ll blow up the moon.
We’re sleepwalking
and dream-talking
It really doesn’t look like we’ll wake up anytime soon.
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Poor Genetic Material Speyer, Germany
Poor Genetic Material are a symphonic prog band with their very own, unique style of complex, sophisticated, richly textured, yet, accessible compositions.
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Wonderful album from our good friend Thomas Gloenkler. Great musicianship and deep emotions.
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The most recent album from our side-project COARBEGH featuring "Absence pt 3" and an ambient version of our classic track "Watercolours".
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A great moment of escape! https://progcritique.com/monarch-trail-four-sides/
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featured on Bandcamp Radio Oct 27, 2023
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featured on Bandcamp Radio Oct 27, 2023
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supported by 20 fans who also own “Elsewhere”
A very pleasant album. Like other comments said, if you like the first Camel album (Moonmadness for exemple), you have to listen at this one. calm, relaxing are the first words that come to me You can listen from the start to the end: it’s like a journey…. in the space!
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