Nickel Chrome

Amongst the goods And high explosives
Men, women and children make their way
Accross the woods Where the troll lives
Who never sees the light of day

I'm making my home My little passion pit
In the middle of other people's brains
Nickel, chrome And iron and hit
By heat and light and heavy rain

There's nothing like the sun
Trough the window coming in
There's nothing like the sun
And the sunlight on your skin

We drove Past the jailhouse
Past the judgement, past the crime
Along the cove Along the giant's eyebrows
Well, I wasn't in service at that time

I ran On a high wire
Stayed focused on the pain
From the frying pan And into the fire
And into rehab and back again

I'll quit And make a way
I'll do that on a rainy day
I'll quit I'll make way
But only on a rainy day

Bristol

On the bus back from Bristol, we
talked about death And we
talked about a friend
that I'd spent some time with Once or twice a year

We got to your house,
all cold and out of breath
Your child was asleep
We sat down and you offered us a beer

You said : "Do you know what happened today ?"
And I said : "No"

He was family to millions
All over the evening news
But I tend to keep away
from the press, the TV and the radio

I like to keep my mind clean
When i can i always choose
To focus on what's here and
Not know what the world wants me to know

You said : "Would you want some tea or another drink ?"
And I said : "No"

We'd had sun in Bristol and
Fun with friends in London And
an awesome time as usual
on tops of hills In Leeds

We listened to Fred Neil
It sounded dark with the loudness on
You whispered to me
People whisper when a baby sleeps

You said : "Will you need an extra blanket ?"
And I said : "No"

No Master

he switched to bavarian when he spoke to her
a good sign that they really knew each other
but the weather and the music were bad
so we sticked to the table we had

we all wore reading spectacles
but didn't get too political
one of us was back from israel
i had spent the night in a jail

our forces, we make choices
to live longer and faster
the house dog barks,
the gun dogs pass
we have no master.

the election took place on a brooklyn roof
i said nothing and sat aloof
but you are at war with angels
so you look at the earth from angles

and when i don't approve
i'm only thinking of a better move
and when i take you for a ride
you know i'm on your side

you were mugged in the east-end
bullied by your girlfriend
but you rose from your ashes and you play
the game of getting wasted and lay

i was your witness
your link to the holy press
the story of your strife
is in my book of life

i'm writing it down cause i know it's good
i'd write a lot more if i could
think, hold the pen
and still be a man among men

on one or two of your audio tape
between the screams of your roommate
i must have dropped a line
that i'd like to hear again sometime

This Summer

this summer's riding for a fall
recess is over, i heard the call
i still want to write it on the wall
this summer's riding for a fall

others will come in a little while
others will come in a little while
i see them waiting there in indian file
others will come in a little while

if you think they're right and you are going insane
if you think that they are right and you are going insane
it's just the lithium fucking with your brain
if you think they're right and you are going insane

i've only had half a bottle, let me see the rest of it
i've only had half a bottle, let me see the rest of it
i'm not drinking only for the taste of it
i've only had half a bottle, now let me see the rest of it

this summer's riding for a fall
recess is over, i heard the call
i still want to write it on the wall
this summer's riding for a fall

By The Light Of The Moon

now that i have everything
all i have to do is bring
it all to you

maybe you will understand
maybe you will take my hand
and fall, fall for it too

this is what you've heard about
it's lying there, it's hanging out
so plain for you to see
by the light of the moon with me

time and time again
i deal with the insane
but i'm not quite as crazy as them

if you don't know me,
it's because i operate slowly
despite my enthusiasm

i'm travel-sick and homeless,
i am down and i am blessed
my raincoat is famous and blue

but all is well
that ends in hell
so let me, let me doubt on you

Giant

i stood so proud on top of the cliff
my knees were hard, my legs were stiff
the sun wept me but i didn't feel it
an ant was climbing up my heel, it

tickled my cold heedless ankle
i didn't make a move and let it tickle
i gazed about but i didn't see
any limit between the world and me

you were not far, you were quite near
you seemed fearless but did you fear
that i might leave you then or was it just
not believable because one must

have a reason to go and none to stay
and these things don't happen everyday
my feet were firm, my hands did not shake
i was there only for being there's sake

now my hands are strong enough to kill
there's no way cause there's no will
i'm a giant on a dwarf's shoulder
and the night it only gets colder

i once found a haven six feet under
the dirty green ocean water
the waves were high, the waves were strong
my afterlife didn't last too long

i was washed ashore into setting sun
where i stood us down and on the earth that spun
i heard the dear voices of benevolent men
i'd heard before but didn't know when

the dead still dwelved behind the stars
i will lie on the grass and wait for hours
until one would suddenly steal away
just to leave me happy where i lay

i knew i would see it again some time
they travel the world that was the same as mine
the very world where animals speak
and you only find the things you seek

Glory Of Old

I left the flat cause it felt like home
ordered wine and sat down to write you a poem
the words came easy, the words came strong
the poem would be good, the poem would be long

wine came but i didn't drink a sip
i just checked i had money for the wine and for the tip
then the poem went on and about an hour past
i lit a straight and had my drink at last

You, you who know me quite well
you know that i don't live where i dwell

i don't need a table, i don't need a drink
all i do need is some room to think
given the waterfall, given the few
anything goes, anything is cool

i take the world with its buildings and its trees
and all its swans become my geese
the river a little stream
the glory of old, a dream

but you, you who know me well enough
you know what it's all made of, it's all made of good stuff

i kissed the cutest greek little girl
she gave me some soda and a little blue pearl
i found a roman city in southern italy
and destroyed its ruins, destroyed them totally

i left a pair of black underpants
in the men's room of a bar in paris, france
i slept on the beach above the artic circle
woke up alive and didn't call it a miracle

You, you who know me like nobody else does
You know it doesn't matter where i was

All songs by Andre Herman Dune