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
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
