Bound To A Kismet 4:13 Dear beloved
woman It is time to
write to you this letter I arrived
safely After hours in
this narrow aeroplane What turbulent
city The crowd too
dense to feel better I explore all
boulevards Go to squares,
search tranquillity - in vain So much strange
impressions Foreign
flavours, lightening colours that meet
my eye I breath the
wet air, my clothes wet of sweat All meals too
hot, enough reasons to say goodbye But I am not
lost, I met this friendly sailor Who showed me
all wrinkles to survive I found my
favourite restaurant A house to
live, a car to drive I sit at my window And watch the
flashing neon light My thoughts
rotate around you They condensate
to try to make you real to me The farther I
flee the closer I get I face up to
this kismet that I am bound to since we
met  Could Our Love Take Ages
5:14 Please do not mind if I disclose a
secret We do not live for fame and wealth Nature is non-material Could our love take ages So let us talk about the coolest
trends in music Go to concerts of novel geniuses And visit gigs of the revered old
stars Could our love take ages We create our private planets That orbit us on varying circuits Vice versa we are part of foreign
lives And pilot our love through ages We con our ship around sharp cliffs We cope with storms and shallows And navigate back to our haven Could our love take ages 
Distance
6:09 Charlie offered a chair Filled the glass, sleeked his hair We sat watching, no one talked Watching, gazing, keeping waiting I started wriggling on my chair Felt rather weird watching him stare Could not move my tongue to talk So I stared back, watching, waiting Here we are deaf and dumb Our loss of speech leaves us numb We fail to get near It is hard to build a bridge to get
in touch with you Like solar systems with light years
between them We remain lonesome our whole life
long From birth to death To death 
Dragons 5:06 In earlier times the old bards played
On their lutes and sang about a
maiden Raped and carried off to darkest
caves By a dragon wild and dangerous Never defeated by a mortal s sword Centuries had passed there are modern
bards With electric guitars they sing about
a hero Who fought the beast and speared its
heart He rescued the lady and brought her
back home They endowed her to him as a wife for
life So hundreds of brave young men had
died Until the first one succeeded and
became a star But this is not the end, it is the
century of dragons The story starts anew to be sung by
future bards 
We sat at the shore The surf had stopped to roar The sea was dark and flat With a calmness we never had No birds are passing by We are left high and dry No help in sight tonight Against hell on earth no one
here to fight We had heard a pack of lies Now all life drops like
flies The mass formed pasty clots And sealed bodies destined
for rot Life dies on mother earth Without chance to give new
birth Now future generations know How their fathers started
the final show
Middle Ages 4:58 
I just go mad But this aint that bad I got already used to it Among those zombies on the
street They all walk in trance No one throws a glance I kick the next guy s ass And yank that lady s skirt
- a mess Take this chance Join my dance On our hands we move Over heads and roofs Thumb your nose At this dullness overdose Keep a clear head Do not halt, move on
instead 
The
Small Cafe 4:15 I remember the small cafe Where we met Where we sat Where we held our hands And we talked about future days And argued over coffee and cake I remember the questions in your
eyes Hear you talk about our love I see that you had waited Waited long enough for me To show you my colours And declare to stand by you. I remember the small cafe Where we met Where we sat Where we held our hands And I knew that you were right I was just about to do all wrong And to lose you like sand between
my hands You left behind that gaping void Deep in my heart Near to fall apart How I long for the moments When we talked about future days And argued over coffee and cake 
You stole my heart Out of my chest Take a white canvas And limn this sanguinary painting
for me When you are in love You give someone your heart Your chest will be empty Without the heart of your beloved What an enigmatic part Love makes out of our heart We give it away, yet feel it throb If we got the heart of the beloved Lovers may be out of mind But worse if your heart got lost Without you are like the undead Who lack a beating heart Lucky who got the heart of the
beloved Only the undead live without a
beating heart Hans Maier sang and played electric guitars, basses, piano, organ, synthesizer, drums and percussion, strings, Persian santoor and Turkish saz zither. Recorded from
September 2009 to July 2010. © 2010 by Hans Maier
and THE MAIER PROJECT. |
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