Dust Bunny

Pass the cracks on every weird occasion. You keep your fingers crossed at any time. If I were you I could come up with more solutions why. You put your foot down.

Wintermute

Produced from the maelstrom of neglection. my nocturnal prayer died away. in the unreality of a never ending happiness. "My prayer...?". "Died away in eternity!".

Otto Tisling

"This next story is a true story.. It concerns two of my favorite subjects:. industrial theft . . . and-a t-ts!. Mmm, what a combo! This is the story . . ..

We Must Believe

Look at his hair, look at his clothes. Jump to conclusions, but we'll never know. Look at his past, look at his skin. Never knowing the person, but still we condemn.

Dreamaniacs

Dont give up on me. Dreamaniacs dont aim to please, hereby. They walk differently. In-between realities, in-between realities. . And though my feet are on the ground.

Rectify

Well love love love is a one way train. comes on gentle as a hurricane. it? s got p.a.i.n. written all the way through. from where i? m set looking over at you.

Don't Touch That Dial !

Hear me now. Now dont just stand there. I can't see your doubts. Were playing an 'Operation Tease'. . And no, you cant change the rules. Theres a penalty.

The Color Of Roses

I held you close to me, once in a distant dream. Far from the shores of my fear. I sailed on this ocean, where all I imagined could happen. And now you are here.

Von Bittersã¼ssem Suizid

Ich kann es nicht mehr messen.. Es trgt sich das, das was schwimmt.. Bist Du denn nicht beide?. Bist Du nicht alleine?. Bist Du nicht mein Verlangen?.

Coyote

Headin' out your heart beatin' in your head. Ridin' on the Texas wind. Raise your feet as you cross the state line. . Wakin' up the Mesa sun and the sky.

Transformation

You've got to state your mission, establish your goals. Explicity see yourself down the road. Know what you want, know what you need. And know that you've got what it takes to succeed.

Optimistic Voices/lullaby Of Broadway

You're out of the woods,. you're out of the dark,. you're out of the night.. Step into the sun,. step into the light,. then open your eyes. and love will open, ahhh,.

That's The Easy Part

Nights alone silent telephone. The curtains on my window dark and drawn. Sleepless dream It would almost seem. The nights would drive me crazy now you're gone.

Verschleierte Irreligiositt

(Rearrangement by Matton/Bartsch/Steinhoff/Landfermann December 1995). (Poems by Bartsch October 1992). Verlangen ist mein Wort. Endgltig meine Gebrde.

Precious Maybe

Sometimes I get to thinkin', baby. When I'm all alone. I could maybe make it on my own. The more, oh, you set me free. The more attractive you seem to be.

Only In Miami

Walking along the beach last night. Who do you think I spy?. A girl with ebony fire eyes. Soft and low do she cry. . Now what could be such a source of pain?.

Sunshine

Crutches

Boredom always lurks within strange places. But still I find a way to feed my mind. The worlds collide beyond those spaces. I'm never sure of what goes on inside.

Pieces Of Sky

These memories are just pieces of sky. Pieces of something much bigger than I. To anyone else just endless blue. I see time framed, an image of you. .

Closer

And the morning light was breaking. Slowly moving across the bed. He gets up without her waking. To the voices in his head. . Through the shadows in the hallway.