SONG LIST 1

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

From this point forward...

Nevermore

From this point forward...

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 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

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

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

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

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