Chystané Koncerty

Imaginaerum

imaginaerum
  • 01 Taikatalvi
    Lyrics2:35
    Taikatalvi

    TAIKATALVI
    Lapsistain rakkain tää näyttämö on
    Mis kuutamo kujillaan kulkee
    Taipunut havu, kesä hoivassa sen
    Valkomeren niin aavan
    Joka aavekuun siivin
    Saapuu mut kotiin noutamaan

    Päällä talvisen maan hetki kuin ikuisuus
    Mi pienen kissan jaloin luokseni hiipii
    Tääl tarinain lähteellä asua saan mis
    Viulu valtavan kaihon
    Ikisäveltään maalaa
    Laulullaan herättää maan

  • 02 Storytime
    Lyrics5:22
    Storytime

    ‘Twas the night before
    When all through the world
    No words, no dreams, then one day

    A writer by a fire
    Imagined all Gaia
    Took a journey into a child-man’s heart

    A painter on the shore
    Imagined all the world
    Within a snowflake on his palm

    Unframed by poetry
    A canvas of awe
    Planet Earth falling back into the stars

    I am the voice of Never-Never-Land
    The innocence, the dreams of every man
    I am the empty crib of Peter Pan

    A silent kite against the blue, blue sky
    Every chimney, every moonlit sight
    I am the story that will read you real
    Every memory that you hold dear

    I am the journey
    I am the destination
    I am the home
    The tale that reads you

    A way to taste the night
    The elusive high
    Follow the madness
    Alice, you know once did

    Imaginarium
    A dream emporium
    Caress the tales
    And they will dream you real

    A storyteller’s game
    Lips that intoxicate
    The core of all life is a limitless chest of tales

    I am the voice of Never-Never-Land
    The innocence, the dreams of every man
    I am the empty crib of Peter Pan

    A silent kite against the blue, blue sky
    Every chimney, every moonlit sight
    I am the story that will read you real
    Every memory that you hold dear

    I am the voice of Never-Never-Land
    The innocence, the dreams of every man
    Searching heavens for another Earth

  • Ghost River

    It’s a long road down the river deep ‘n wild
    Every twist and turn a wonder-dale
    It’s a scary ride we’d give anything to take
    Let yourself bleed
    Leave a footprint on every island you see

    Hey you, child of rape, the riverbed awaits
    Snow white, pitch-black, your life such strife
    Heavenward, deep down, I’ll show you such sights
    Believe it, we live as we dream / scream

    “He will go down he will drown drown, deeper down
    The river wild will take your only child
    He will go down he will drown drown deeper down
    The mills grind slow in a riverbed ghost town

    He will go down he will drown drown, deeper down
    If you want me, then do come across”

    What is it you dream of, child of mine?
    The magic ride, the mermaid cove?
    Never met a kinder heart than yours
    Let it bleed
    Leave a footprint on every island you see

    “I am the painted faces, the toxic kiss
    Sowing of doubt, troll beneath the bridge
    Come across
    Death by a thousand cuts
    Believe it, we live as we dream / scream”

    (Refrén)

    “I am the desert-scape, the sand inside your hourglass
    I am the fear and abuse, the leper children
    Every eye sewn shut”

    “We will go down we will drown drown, deeper down
    The river wild will be our last ride
    We will go down we will drown drown, deeper down
    The mills grind slow in a riverbed ghost town”

    Beautifully shy as you are
    Never lose your heart
    And do come across

    (Refrén)

  • Slow, Love, Slow

    Come and share this painting with me
    Unveiling of me, the magician that never failed

    This deep sigh coiled around my chest
    Intoxicated by a major chord
    I wonder
    Do I love you or the thought of you?

    Slow, love, slow
    Only the weak are not lonely

    Southern blue, morning dew
    Let-down-your-guards, I-love-you’s
    Ice-cream castles, lips-to-ear rhymes
    A slumber deeper than time

    Slow, love, slow
    Only the weak are not lonely

  • I Want My Tears Back

    I want my tears back

    The treetops, the chimneys, the snowbed stories, winter grey
    Wildflowers, those meadows of heaven, wind in the wheat

    A railroad across waters, the scent of grandfatherly love
    Blue bayous, Decembers, moon through a dragonfly’s wings

    Where is the wonder where’s the awe
    Where’s dear Alice knocking on the door
    Where’s the trapdoor that takes me there
    Where the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare

    Where is the wonder where’s the awe
    Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for
    Before the years take me
    I wish to see
    The lost in me

    I want my tears back
    I want my tears back now

    A ballet on a grove, still growing young all alone
    A rag doll, a best friend, the voice of Mary Costa

  • 06 Scaretale
    Lyrics7:32
    Scaretale

    Once upon a time in a daymare
    Dying to meet you, little child, enter enter this sideshow

    Time for bed the cradle still rocks
    13 chimes on a dead man’s clock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock

    The bride will lure you, cook you, eat you
    Your dear innocence boiled to feed the evil in need of fear

    Burning farms and squealing pigs
    A pool of snakes to swim with, oh sweet poison bite me bite me

    “ Ladies and gentlemen
    Be heartlessly welcome!
    To Cirque De Morgue
    And what a show we have for you tonight! ”

    Restless souls will put on their dancing shoes
    Mindless ghouls with lot of limbs to lose
    Illusionists, contortionist,
    Tightrope - walkers tightening the noose

    Horde of spiders, closet tentacles
    Laughing harpies with their talons ripping, sher-chrisss, per-vizzz

    The pendulum still sways for you
    Such are the darks here to show you, child in a corner, fallen mirrors, all kingdom in cinders

  • Turn Loose the Mermaids

    A kite above a graveyard grey
    At the end of the line far far away
    A child holding on to the magic of birth and awe

    Oh, how beautiful it used to be
    Just you and me far beyond the sea
    The waters, scarce in motion
    Quivering still

    At the end of the river the sundown beams
    All the relics of a life long lived
    Here, weary traveller rest your wand
    Sleep the journey from your eyes

    Good journey, love, time to go
    I checked your teeth and warmed your toes
    In the horizon I see them coming for you

    The mermaid grace, the forever call
    Beauty in spyglass on an old man’s porch
    The mermaids you turned loose brought back your tears

  • 09 Rest Calm
    Lyrics7:02
    Rest Calm

    I went to die in a seaside hotel
    Lanes of memory paved by sweet frozen moments

    Deathbed memories of home
    Never let me go

    Every little memory resting calm in me
    Resting in a dream
    Smiling back at me
    The faces of the past keep calling me to come back home
    To caress the river with awe
    Within there’s every little memory resting calm with me
    Resting in a dream
    Smiling back at me
    The faces of the past keep calling me to come back home
    Rest calm and remember me

    You are the moon pulling my black waters
    You are the land in my dark closet
    Stay by my side until it all goes dark forever
    When silent the silence comes closer

  • The Crow, The Owl And The Dove

    A crow flew to me
    Kept its distance
    Such a proud creation
    I saw its soul, envied its pride
    But needed nothing it had

    An owl came to me
    Old and wise
    Pierced right through my youth
    I learned its ways, envied its sense
    But needed nothing it had

    Don’t give me love
    Don’t give me faith
    Wisdom nor pride
    Give innocence instead

    Don’t give me love
    I’ve had my share
    Beauty nor rest
    Give me truth instead

    A dove came to me
    Had no fear
    It rested on my arm
    I touched its calm, envied its love
    But needed nothing it had

    (Refrén)

    A swan of white she came to me
    The lake mirrored her beauty sweet
    I kissed her neck, adored her grace
    But needed nothing she could give

    Gar tuht river
    Ger te rheged

    (Refrén)

  • Last Ride of the Day

    We live in every moment but this one
    Why don’t we recognize the faces loving us so

    What’s God if not the spark that started life
    Smile of a stranger
    Sweet music, starry skies
    Wonder, mystery, wherever my road goes
    Early wake-ups in a moving home
    Scent of fresh-mown grass in the morning sun
    Open theme park gates waiting for

    Riding the day, every day into sunset
    Finding the way back home

    Once upon a night we’ll wake to the carnival of life
    The beauty of this ride ahead such an incredible high
    It’s hard to light a candle, easy to curse the dark instead
    This moment the dawn of humanity
    The last ride of the day

    Wake up, Dead Boy
    Enter adventureland
    Tricksters, magicians will show you all that’s real
    Careless jugglers, snakecharmers by your trail
    Magic of a moment
    Abracadabra

  • Song of Myself

    1. From A Dusty Bookshelf

    2. All That Great Heart Lying Still

    The nightingale is still locked in the cage
    The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs
    An old oak sheltering me from the blue
    Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves

    A catnap in the ghost town of my heart
    She dreams of storytime and the river ghosts
    Of mermaids, of Whitman’s and the Ride
    Raving harlequins, gigantic toys

    A song of me a song in need
    Of a courageous symphony
    A verse of me a verse in need
    Of a pure-heart singing me to peace

    All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
    All that great heart lying still on an angelwing

    All that great heart lying still
    In silent suffering
    Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end
    What is left for encore
    Is the same old Dead Boy’s song
    Sung in silence
    All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
    All that great heart lying still on an angelwing

    A midnight flight into Covington Woods
    A princess and a panther by my side
    These are Territories I live for
    I’d still give my everything to love you more

    (repeat br.+ch.)

    3. Piano Black

    A silent symphony
    A hollow opus #1,2,3

    Sometimes the sky is piano black
    Piano black over cleansing waters

    Resting pipes, verse of bore
    Rusting keys without a door

    Sometimes the within is piano black
    Piano black over cleansing waters

    All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
    All that great heart lying still on an angelwing

    4. Love

    I see a slow, simple youngster by a busy street, with a begging bowl in his shaking hand.
    Trying to smile but hurting infinitely. Nobody notices.
    I do, but walk by.

    An old man gets naked and kisses a model-doll in his attic.
    It’s half-light and he’s in tears.
    When he finally comes his eyes are cascading.

    I see a beaten dog in a pungent alley. He tries to bite me.
    All pride has left his wild drooling eyes.
    I wish I had my leg to spare.

    A mother visits her son, smiles to him through the bars.
    She’s never loved him more.

    An obese girl enters an elevator with me.
    All dressed up fancy, a green butterfly on her neck.
    Terribly sweet perfume deafens me.
    She’s going to dinner alone.
    That makes her even more beautiful.

    I see a model’s face on a brick wall.
    A statue of porcelain perfection beside a violent city kill.
    A city that worships flesh.

    The 1st thing I ever heard was a wandering man telling his story
    It was you, the grass under my bare feet
    The campfire in the dead of the night
    The heavenly black of sky and sea

    It was us
    Roaming the rainy roads, combing the gilded beaches
    Waking up to a new gallery of wonders every morn
    Bathing in places no-one’s seen before
    Shipwrecked on some matt-painted island
    Clad in nothing but the surf - beauty’s finest robe

    Beyond all mortality we are, swinging in the breath of nature
    In early air of the dawn of life
    A sight to silence the heavens

    I want to travel where life travels, following its permanent lead
    Where the air tastes like snow music
    Where grass smells like fresh-born Eden
    I would pass no man, no stranger, no tragedy or rapture
    I would bathe in a world of sensation
    Love, Goodness, and Simplicity
    ( While violated and imprisoned by technology )

    The thought of my family’s graves was the only moment I used to experience true love
    That love remains infinite, as I’ll never be the man my father is

    How can you “just be yourself” when you don’t know who you are?
    Stop saying “I know how you feel”
    How could anyone know how another feels?

    Who am I to judge a priest, beggar, whore, politician, wrongdoer?
    I am, you are, all of them already

    Dear child, stop working, go play
    Forget every rule
    There’s no fear in a dream

    “Is there a village inside this snowflake?”

    a child asked me “What’s the color of our lullaby?”
    I’ve never been so close to truth as then
    I touched its silver lining

    Death is the winner in any war
    Nothing noble in dying for your religion
    For your country
    For ideology, for faith
    For another man, yes

    Paper is dead without words
    Ink idle without a poem
    All the world dead without stories
    Without love and disarming beauty

    Careless realism costs souls

    Ever seen the Lord smile?
    All the care for the world made Beautiful a sad man?
    Why do we still carry a device of torture around our necks?
    Oh, how rotten your pre-apocalypse is
    All you bible-black fools living over nightmare ground

    I see all those empty cradles and wonder
    If man will ever change

    I, too, wish to be a decent manboy but all I am
    Is smoke and mirrors
    Still given everything, may I be deserving

    And there forever remains that change from G to Em

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