1. |
Appletree
03:21
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Appletree
A man once told me its important and good
to reach for the apple that's too high for you
raise your hands
raise your wish
you will struggle
but never accomplish
to be
the woman you wanna be
'cause you will never be fre from your history
A man once told me 'bout a day long ago
when my mother stole a bag of gold
you are her child
so always remember where you come from
you are a failure
you never be
you will never be
the woman you wanna be
'cause you will nver be free from you history
the woman you wanna be
'cause you will never be free from your history
The man that I mean
has lied to me
about the tree
and about the thief
So i tell myself not to climb a tree
not to pick some silly apple
out of courtesy
I'm not guilty for a not existing deed
I will raise my voice and sing about the joy of choice
That I can be
and I will be
The woman I wanna be
I am free
and history is history
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2. |
More than we take
03:48
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More than we take
She stares at the door
the floor is cold
once again she wasn’t bold
enough
to hear his word
without being
hurt
She lays down on the floor
once again she tore her heart
too hard
not asking him how
he can be so quiet
right now
And inside she’s repeating, inside she’s repeating
We give more than we take
We give more than we take
We give more than we take
We give more
He leans his head to the wall
they built so tall
Stone by stone
covering what once
was shown
And inside he’s repeating, inside he’s repeating
We give more than we take
We give more than we take
We give more than we take
We give more
We give more than we can take
We give more than we can take
We give more than we can take
We give more
We give more freedom than we can take
We give more courage than we can take
We give more trust than we can take
We give more space than we can take
We give more fire than we can take
We give more pleasure than we can take
We give more devotion than we can take
We give more compassion than we can take
We give more
We give more
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3. |
All in one
03:29
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All in one
Narrow cold hole
cut off from your own tender flawless shine
Feeding the dry cry with a helpless try
Stumbling arround on empty ground
nothing to be found
I hold your head for a while
Let us fall into grace
close your eyes cause there’s no way
that will lead around our past mistakes
Let us take every breath
maybe it will be the last
We can share what is left of us
Words we’ve spoken are words we’ve broken
into neverending thoughts
thoughts that are seeking for lies misleading
stopping a new start
Throw all your failures into the widest room of our hearts
Let us fall into grace
close your eyes cause there’s no way
that will lead around our past mistakes
let us take every breath
maybe it will be the last
we can share what is left of us
Let us take every breath maybe it will be the last
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4. |
Our Borders
04:15
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Our Borders
I embrace the ones who painted the marks onto my skin
I embrace the ones who couldn’t believe in their own kin
I hold my head above instaed of sleeping it all of
not to talk as told but being clear and bold
There was a boy whose greatest joy was building houses,
but all the symbols on the wall
didn’t fall into his head
that’s what they said again and again
oh…
I knew a daughter and they taught her to be smart and proud
people came one day and took away her father and their house
she won’t let her memories be taken
away again
You know
You know you love,
move on,
move on
You know
You know you love,
move on,
move on
You know you love…
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