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Knowing the Know by LadyWeaver & Tom Jensen……….244
Nevermore by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
Here and now by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen…………..246
Cost of war by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
Deep seeded by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen…………….248
Visited a place by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
Fallen walls by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen………...250
As for me by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
Singer songwriter by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen……...252
Gift by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
All in a day by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen…………...254
Fourteen days by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
Last man standing by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen……..256
KNOWING THE KNOW
by Tom Jensen & LadyWeaver
I don’t try to teach
I don’t try to preach
That’s not the way
That people get reached
When I speak
I don’t try to say
I don’t try to tell
You’re not looking to buy
I’m not trying to sell
I just try to show
And you know...
That that works pretty well
You don’t have to be a farmer
In order to live off the land
Nor do you have to be taught
In order to understand
You choosing right or wrong
Whether you build or you break
Is not the reason
I sing this song
Or why I fight through
all this heartache
Some people just get it
They just know the know
But the amount of time
it takes for the others
Is so, so slow
I don’t know what
all the reasons are
Why it takes so much time
I haven’t figured
out everything yet
Why some people
are so goddamn blind!
NEVERMORE
by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
Let's check out what's next on the list
of things I gotta fix...
yeah
Might as well start with myself
before I move on to something else...
yeah
Time to probe my soul...
To find out where I lost control...
Search within my heart
'til I can tell
where it all fell apart...
And I say to myself:
Nevermore
Yeah, I say to myself:
Nevermore
It's been awhile since
I went out of style
and now it's either do or die
I feel no pain
as I ride on this train
Okay...it's just another lie
Time to set things straight
and think of all the
games I've played
Teach my foolish heart
to find out
where it all fell apart
So I say to myself:
Nevermore
Yeah, I say to myself:
Nevermore
Whah!
Time to probe my soul...
To find out
where I lost control...
Search within my heart
'til I can tell
where it all fell apart...
And I say to myself:
Nevermore
Yeah, I say to myself:
Nevermore
And I say to myself:
Nevermore
Ooh...
Yeah, I say to myself:
Nevermore
Nevermore
From this point forward...
Nevermore
Nevermore
From this point forward...
Nevermore
Nevermore
From this point forward...
Nevermore
Ooh!
Nevermore
From this point forward...
Nevermore
HERE AND NOW
by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen
The time is getting late
Your lifetime is passing
Why should you wait
Is the question you are asking
Paralyzed by fear
Frozen by the uncertain
Unknowing in how far or near
Is the final curtain
But you can never tell
What lies ahead
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
Yea you can never tell
What lies ahead
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
In the here and now
Is where heroes are made
In this world we live
We die even villains fade
With our vision to achieve
Great statues are erected
And although we still believe
What is strived for is never perfected
But you can never tell
What lies ahead
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
Yea you can never tell
What lies ahead
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
In the here and now
is where we are
You may try to run
-- but you won't get far
As the dreams you hold
may never be
Just as the light that shines
you may never see
But you can never tell
What lies ahead
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
No, you can never tell
What lies ahead
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
COST OF WAR
by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
Alright!
The sun is rising
The birds are chirping
I'm looking for something
Yet I'm still searching
ooh...
What is my goal?
Just where is my place?
Look into these eyes
Pierce through this soul
Stare into this face
ooh...
Alright!
I'm back from the war
I carry scars in my heart
For brothers and sisters I lost
Oh how cruelly we part
I'm back from the war
Oh, the tears I have cried
Reliving the last memories
Of my friends who have died
ooh...
The sun is rising
Birds are chirping
I'm looking for something
Yet I'm still searching
I am lost in this world
that can be colder ice
But I found it this way
it never asked my advice
Too many bad people
who got their own way
And those who followed
Not knowing what a price
they would pay
Still I must join
in all of this madness
Attempt to act brave
while hiding this sadness
Doing exactly
what I have been ordered to do
Brother fighting brother
Me killing you
I'm back from the war
I carry a scar in my heart
For the sisters I lost
Oh, how cruelly we part
Ooh...
I'm back from the war
Oh, the tears I have cried
Clutching onto the lasting memories
Of my fellow soldiers who died
There are followers and there are leaders
Those who died in battle and their defeaters
Those who can't use their arms or legs
Cause someone failed to use their head
And my friends who now lay quietly
Leaving God to sort the dead
The sun is rising
Birds are chirping
I'm looking for something
Yet I'm still searching
DEEP SEEDED
by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
I've been plowing these same fields
for nearly thirty years
And ain't no great visions
ever magically appeared
Just the sight of me standing here
Alone with my regrets
and all of my deep seeded fears
There's so much work to be done
Once the summer comes
the engine hums as the tractor runs
Seven days a week I'm out here in the sun
Back in my familiar place
Even though a new season has begun
It keeps the family fed
It's a dependable trade
It's the choice that I've made
For the last three decades
I've been living the same exact day
Never followed through on the things I say
Year by year my childhood dreams
have faded further away
And now the sky is beginning to turn gray
Slowly my fields of wheat are turning into hay
All those conversations I've had with myself
Are becoming hearsay
This is the price I pay for being too afraid
I let myself down and now I feel betrayed
I've been plowing these same fields
for nearly thirty years
And ain't no great visions
ever magically appeared
Just the sight of me standing here
Alone with my regrets
and all of my deep seeded fears
Looking back...
I think I've overextended my stay
I never merged onto the freeway
I never headed out onto the highway
My car just sat in the driveway
VISITED A PLACE
by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
If you stop and listen...
You can hear a crying earth
With all of life's trivial things
It can be hard to measure worth
I visited a place
That used to be a forest
A little girl made a puzzled face
No one else noticed the problem
She represented brutal honesty
My God, I thought they'd outlawed it
Yet when she looked back at me
I turned away like I never saw it
I cleared all those trees myself
For you see that I am a logger
As each one falls
what grows is my wealth
Now that land's
a factory of her father's
If you stop and listen...
You can hear a crying earth
With all of life's trivial things
It can be hard to measure worth
I visited a place
That used to have a garden
Back before the bombs fell down
And all this crumbling decay started
I used to be able to sleep at night
But lately I've been having problems
I used to think things would be all right
There are so many evils out there
And by myself I just can't stop 'em
Do we really think we're going to find
The hands of the clock unwind
If so many people just like me and you
Say we have something more important to do
Can't change the world by wishing only by trying
If you stop and listen...
You can hear a crying earth
With all of life's trivial things
It can be hard to measure worth
I visited a place… I visited a place…
I visited a place… I visited a place…
I visited a place that could have been my Eden
If only I had spoken up but unfortunately I didn't
I let myself fall back asleep
Until now I kept my nightmare hidden
I visited a place that no longer exists
If only we had woken up...
It would never have ended up like this
FALLEN WALLS
by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
A whirlwind of thought
starts spinning around
I've been thinking a lot
‘bout what's been going down
And about what's been going on
as I read the texts of history
I see the pages keep repeating…
The idea is becoming clear to me
I'm noticing a pattern of ebb and flow
The rise and fall of man, men and kings
As a great chasm
seems to keep growing between
Self-proclaiming all-seeing beings
and those who'll never know
I watch castles crumbling
while at the same time
New statues keep rising
as slaves stand side by side
Working all day on newly fallen walls
And it's our job to keep rebuilding
What's not for our own protection
Since these structures are used for dividing...
All people and states
All races and religions
It's become the best way to separate
Old new ideas from
The foundation of tradition
First condense them
Then convince them to believe it's too late
When they know it really isn't
Get them to lose their hope
For if you can break their faith
Maybe they'll all stop searching
for what's hidden
History's hands of time have told
That when there's no buried treasure to behold
We all know there'll be no shovels left to be had
Nor no more miners to find others out there
to help them with their digging....
Ahhh
AS FOR ME
by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
Kisses and drugs
Make the world go round
Angry eyes and frowns
Just keep us down...
Booze and hugs help take off the edge
It's great to escape every now and then...
As for me... (as for me)
Well I'm glad you asked
When I look at my reflection I see
many faces looking back
from the shattered glass
back from the shards
of shattered glass
back from these shards
of shattered glass
Religion puts us all in boxes and rows
Though we know it's hard to open
a mind that's closed
In politics half the people are wrong
Half the people are right
Some enjoy a good fight
As for me... (as for me)
Well I'm glad you asked
When I look at my reflection I see
many faces looking back from the shattered glass
Back from the shards of shattered glass
Back from these shards of shattered glass
Some people are strong
Others weak inside
So they hide behind
a hollow wall of pride
(That's what they/we do)
Some people are greedy
Others feed the needy
Still more are shady
And some just plain seedy
As for me... (as for me)
Well I'm glad you asked
When I look at my reflection I see
many faces looking back from the shattered glass
back from the shards of shattered glass
back from these shards of shattered glass
I don't judge myself on what I've done...
(Don't judge yourself on what you've done)
But on the things I've yet to do...
(There's so much out there that you can do)
I know somehow I've failed someone...
(You can't go pleasing everyone)
I'm just not yet sure if I know who...
(Sorry, but you will have to choose...)
SINGER SONGWRITER
by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
I'm a singer... a songwriter...
I'm a lover... and a fighter...
I'm a poet... a word dancer...
I love asking questions…
Though I don't always like the answers
Still I do it…Try to see through it
Though I know that I don't have to
If you were me what would you do?
Is the question that I now ask you:
I'm a searcher... yes a seeker
I'm both a student... and a teacher
Yet I'm no prophet... nor a preacher
I sit here and I think -
But that just leads to more confusion...
I live to question…Become a believer
Not in self-deception but in something deeper
That gives my life meaning…
Even more than rhyming
And that's the reason that I keep on trying…
I try to open minds those that are closed
And uncover what needs to be exposed
By bringing myself up to the brink
Where my head feels like it will explode
Boy... I could use a drink
But that only adds cloudiness
to this great grand illusion...
I'm a singer... a songwriter...
I'm a lover... and a fighter...
I'm a poet... a word dancer...
I love asking questions
Though I don't always find the answers
Still I do it…Try to see through it
Though I know that I don't have to
If you were me
What would you do?
Is the question that I now ask you:
I'm a singer… a songwriter
GIFT
by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
Sometimes I make myself cry...
We both know it's true
While other guys might lie...
I try to swallow my pride
It's a gift
It's a gift I give to you
Everybody dances for money
I dance for free
Everybody dances for money
I dance for free
Everybody's a slave to do something
I work for humanity
Everybody's got something to sell you
Is what they've been telling me
Everybody's got something to sell you
Is what they've been telling me
I stopped falling for advertisements
Once I bought into poverty
(Oh...come on boy!)
You don't care about the name you wear
When you don't have enough to eat
You don't care about the name you wear
When you don't have enough to eat
Lace and frills lead to unpaid bills
No electricity, water and heat
Once you have everything in life
There's nothing left to do but give
Once you have everything in life
There's nothing left to do but give
Just free yourself from this rat race
And say that you've lived
Sometimes I make myself cry...
We both know it's true
While other guys might lie...
I try to swallow my pride
It's a gift
It's a gift I give to you
ALL IN A DAY
by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
The bus arrived early...
The train late
I knew time was against me
Seems to forever be my fate
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
I serve power nine to five
I fight power five to nine
Yet I'm feeling
more and more like
we're slowly falling behind
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
Who wants to invest
in a human being?
Because I vehemently disagree
with those who believe
That life is a game
Which must be won
so they say:
"We do business as
business is being done...
Rules? I am the rules!
Besides... with God on my side
Who Would ever be against me?"
All in a day
All in a day
Some people try to save lives
Others live to save coins
Some people love to watch
The sun rise late at night
Or what others call
the crack of dawn
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
All in a day
FOURTEEN DAYS
by Klaus Bluetner
& Tom Jensen & Big Suna
Nine o'clock in the morning
And I'm yawning
I can't get out of bed
Can it be that I'm dreaming
'Cause this feeling
Is still inside my head
And my soul has been lifted
It has drifted
Tryin' to fly away
and although I'm still tired
I'm inspired at the start
of a brand new day
I haven't played
in fourteen days
Just laid in bed
and hid away
I covered my tracks
and then I covered my head
I haven't played
in fourteen days
Just following my foolish ways
I'm takin' my time
so don't you think
that I'm dead
And I never heard
a single word
of what they said:
Behind my back
Or in front of my face
Hmmm....
Yeah!
Alright!
Ooh...hoo...hoo…
Nine o'clock in the morning
and I'm yawning
I can't get out of bed
Can it be that I'm dreaming
'Cause this feeling
Is still inside my head
And my soul has been lifted
it has drifted
tryin' to fly away
and although I'm still tired
I'm inspired
at the start
of a brand new day
I haven't played in fourteen days
Just laid in bed and hid away
I covered my tracks
and then I covered my head
I haven't played
in fourteen days
Just following my foolish ways
I'm takin' my time
so don't you think
that I'm dead
Fourteen days
and fourteen nights
But I tell you I'm alright...
And deep down inside I'm new
you will find out that it's true
Hoo!
LAST MAN STANDING
by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen
I've seen the good and the bad
To the highest and lowest degree
I'll be the last man standing
That and this is my creed:
When everything is silent
I know that I won't be blind
I will be the sole survivor
Left on the island that is my mind
You may call it crazy
The only way that I can cope
Ask me why nothing seems to phase me
Because you see I'm hanging by a rope
For I've seen the good and the bad
To the highest and lowest degree
I'll be the last man standing
That and this is my creed:
When everything is silent
I know I won't be blind
I will be the sole survivor
Left on the island that is my mind
You may surround yourself with paupers
And hold your cane just like a king
Converse with those who know nothing
Yet have opinions on everything
Trade away your suit coat
It will no longer keep you warm
Just like you it's traveled many times
Become beaten, ripped and torn
(beaten, ripped and torn)
So you think you've felt pain?
Just change into a new pair of shoes
With everything that you've gained
You've got more than nothing to lose?
Think of the mountains you have climbed
And the rivers you managed to cross
Knowing that those who had it all
Still ended up being lost
I've seen the good and the bad
To the highest and lowest degree
I'll be the last man standing
That and this is my creed:
Even though it still amazes me
That I haven't yet lost hope
I'lll be the last man standing
On the last damn thing left afloat
I'lll be the last man standing
On the last damn thing left afloat