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Possibilities
06:06
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a faint odour hanging in the air
a fleeting smile of ambiguity
unspoken promise of all that might be
if we only wanted and really dared
an option I will never realize
neither will I stop to fantasize
so life takes on different shapes
one object and a thousand shades
what we do is what we do
all the rest are open paths
around the world from pole to pole
inspiration for a tired soul
dreams persist if not fulfilled
the road not taken drives us on
what we do is what we do
what we don‘t will get us through
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Rain
08:17
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a blessing or a curse
It’s hard to tell these days
arid plains and floods
dustbowls and mud
we’re no longer wondering why
and yet wondering at the sky
it used to be so easy, it used to be so clear,
misbehaviour and then flooding for a year
a mountain top, a bird with a twig
a new deal and back to normal in a week
go on and pour on
erase the very notion of the sun
consign all the dust to oblivion
and then, maybe we’ll start again
wet trees in my garden
rain on my windowpane
sunny days are over
and won’t come back again
another year goes to rest
looking back I wonder
was I cursed or blessed
it used to be so easy, it used to be so clear
millenia of rain and the oceans were here
and when the weather cleared and the earth was dry
the stage was set for us to do as we liked
go on and pour on
erase the very notion of the sun
consign all the dust to oblivion
and then, maybe we’ll start again
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3. |
A Spark Of Ideas
06:30
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dark clouds can be beautiful
when they‘re lit by the sun
an unimagined journey
first you walk and then you run
relentlessly toiling waiting to break through
a delicate balance between the old and the new
fresh fingerprints in untouched snow
forgetting about the world you’re governed by the flow
hold on to what you‘ve found
walk straight ahead and don‘t turn around
there’s only your own voice‘s sound
so walk on and stand your ground
a starless sky over featureless plains
sleepwalking you sense a spark
the promise of light, warmth and fire
shedding colour into the dark
you watch, you listen and you wonder
to a world beyond reason and rhyme
to a world beyond logic and time
you‘re the painter, you‘re the poet and the writer
making the world a little brighter
hold on to what you‘ve found
walk straight ahead and don‘t turn around
there’s only your own voice‘s sound
so walk on and stand your ground
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4. |
Old Buffoon
04:27
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You get up early on a cold dark morning start dressing for the part
There’s an art in making an icon out of this boring old fart (but you look so smart)
You hear the bell and you know damn well (so well)
this life’s alarm will do you no harm
Getting’ out of bed (huge yawn) like a sack of lead
well I'm rarin’ to go …. it’s me (it’s him!) they know!
Make room, make room for the Old Buffoon
There’s a possibility that you can visit me soon
Make hay (make hay) … it’s a beautiful day (such a beautiful day)
Make way, make way, yes I'm here to stay
And if you're lucky (so lucky) … I'll just go away!
Old Buffoon
(there’s no need to leave the stage so soon)
I'm just the Old Buffoon (we love you; we need you)
Old Buffoon (if you stay, we’ll be over the moon)
I'm just the Old Buffoon
Make room, make room for the Old Buffoon
There’s a possibility that you can visit me soon
Make hay … it’s a beautiful day (such a beautiful day)
Make way, make way, yes I’m here to stay
And if you're lucky … I'll just fade away!
I remember the shake of your hand
I remember the things we had planned
All those memories just locked in the past
Is it just that our lives are too fast
Close your eyes, and I'll whisper to you
Let’s go back to that “Room with a View“
I’m home in the evening after a whole lot of scheming
I hope I've got the part (we hope you get the part)
It seems so fitting and oh so thrilling for this boring old fart (boring old fart)
The role is perfect; there’s no one better to take it to the very top
If I get too excited (go on, go on, go on!) or just plain delighted
Then please tell me to stop!
Make room, make room for the Old Buffoon (what a goon, such a loon, in the room)
There’s a possibility that you can visit me soon
Make hay (make hay) … it’s a beautiful day (such a beautiful day)
Make way, make way, yes I’m here to stay (come what may)
And if you're lucky! … I'll just fade away! (oh no, no, please don’t fade away!)
Old Buffoon
(there’s no need to leave the stage so soon)
I'm just the Old Buffoon (we love you; we need you)
Old Buffoon (if you stay, we’ll be over the moon)
I'm just the Old Buffoon
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5. |
An Island In Time
12:48
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chasing tomorrow
mourning for yesterday
we can never rest
we can never stay
bound by time
with a sense of direction
on and on and on
a linear connection
refrain:
on an island
in the waves of the world
on an island
in the tide of times
stretching far beyond
our imagination
and above us
the mists of space unfurled
we’re entangled
in reason and rhyme
looking for that
bolt of inspiration
when we say goodbye we pray
we will meet again some day
deep inside we know for sure
this will never come again
it will seem only stranger
it will seem only stranger still
it will seem only stranger
to fools and to wise men
refrain
the island washed away
carried by ebb and flow
dissolving into the waves
particles in current and tide
it is now - it is then
it is here and everywhere
it is you - it is me
it‘s us - it‘s life
free of time
no beginnings and no end
no matter where we go
no curve, no line, no bend
free of time
we know our way
no matter where we go
we‘ll forever stay
refrain
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6. |
Contingency
04:56
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this or that
a or b
we just have to see
me or you
us or them
who will see you through?
high or low
is what I know
what it really is?
fast or slow
so far to go
now it’s come to this
something always blocks my path
moving in a straight line
darkness stirs
while I feel safe in the sunshine
is there a brick with my name on it
is what happens merely shit?
there must be a way to find some sense
to make it fit
up or down
smile or frown
should I even care?
two or three
what’s left for me
while you are still there?
yes or no
allowed to go
are you forced to stay?
all good things
or nightmare‘s wings
will it come my way?
funny how we make everything cohere
accepting the random would be too dear
stories, rhymes and plots entwined
for holes and gaps and jagged lines
blithely unaware of what is really there
always unprepared to really know or care
no matter what I do,
it’s all the same to you
never only one way, always two
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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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Forsaken Innocence
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Soothfully a phenomenal prog rock album—an instant classic. What motivates me to say so, is the music’s incredible expressiveness & its wonderfully cinematic song structures. Jargon is a very good fit with this band. It is quite evident that the band’s current lineup have great chemistry together & that they share a common affinity to this vein of music. I look forward to their next creation. Drifting Sun are definitely one of prog rock’s brightest lights. Thank you, DS! 9+/10.
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