Sudden Love
(Eric
Andersen) [Albums: Memory
of the Future]
I saw you travellin in the north
Sudden love a sudden spark a memory burns
Then one day it happened love plays its little game
Sudden love can fall apart
If it ever comes one is left behind
And the man who sang his song
You took the dark when you came in sight
Your smile so clean and young
Standing tall and green and slender like a sunflower on the sun
We walked up to each other
You handed me a flower
You asked me would I stay with you for a lifetime or an hour
The fire starts you stopped the dark
When you came in sight
You cut the darkness into light
The air was green with jealousy it was the month of May
We hired out every extra to even up the cast
I saw the curtain fallin down right across my past
When shadows fall across a heart you blew out the flame
When I turned to part you cut the light into the dark
Always the let the fact be known love is sometimes kind
Don't forget about the girl in the long blue dress
That day that day when love was blessed
Sudden love a sudden spark a memory flares up in the stars
You cut the darkness into light
You cut the darkness into light
The harbor horns blow in
the night mist
There's a foghorn blowin
for the lost
I'm listening while the rain
is fallin
I see the light fall through
the leaves
Foghorn
(Eric Andersen) [Albums: Memory
of the Future]
warnin ships to keep their
distance
no ice or fog can freeze
this bed of tears
I know I ain't goin anywhere
my only mission is a prayer
that every thought of you
could disappear
it could be singin just
for us
a lighthouse searches in
the dark
while sea-bells toll the
deep
they cannot warn or catch
the tide that's taken you and me
if I flew like a seagull
I'd fly down like a thief
if crime was light I'd kill
the night let every wave go free
is there anybody callin
an echo that the rain forgot
to place
did I have somethin of your
heart
a shred time could not tear
apart
time that skinny thief without
a face
I see my face inside the
mrror
is there anybody there
someone I remember from
the past
someone I left by the trail
lookin for the holy grail
I promised him one day I
would come back
it takes its leave of you
and me
time takes all that we forget
to keep
the future holds a grain
of truth
scorns the past as slaves
of youth
but the future cannot form
one memory
I'm lookin for my solitude
something good and make
it new
something I have never tried
befre
show my face and thanks
to you
open hearts and gratitude
turn the knob when someone's
at the door
The rain falls down in Amsterdam
the streets are wet and black
Here comes 1914 1932
Fire bomb those houses burn
those refugees
Here comes 1932 here comes
deja vu
Those canals and cozy houses
The fire and the armbands
and the iron arm salutes
Now I have been here thinking
how lucky I have been
Here comes 1914 1932
And the rain falls down in
Amsterdam
Rain Falls Down In Amsterdam
(Eric
Andersen) [Albums: Memory
of the Future]
Midnights like November
by the glow of a cigarette
The girls on hash in station
square looking stupid from the drugs
When Marlene heard the boots
march there were reasons to be dumb
Shiny helmuts in the shadows
Those trains that left at
night
Those hiding in the cellars
those eyes afraid of light
Something neath the border's
poured poison in the well
The creature has uncoiled
and is crawling up from hell
Those cattle cars and yellow
stars
It's right back to the roots
It's movin in the open with
a snarl and a growl
The cages have been broken
and the beast is on the prowl
Be the crowd and do your
work
Applauding silently round
up all the gypsies
Go sell them on the trains
Can't you smell the smoke
now
Drifting through the rain
Jews better draw your curtains
You better lock your doors
up tight
They're snarling up in Rostock
in the beer hall belly nights
The Fourth Reich's coming
now baby
They're writing out the
page in Rome, Berlin, and Stockholm
The beast has left the cage
Those cattle cars
and yellow stars
Was there someone that you
knew
It's right there in the
open somethings smelling bad
The cages have been broken
and the beast is a running mad
Those reflections in the
light
You can almost feel it moving
The monster in the night
It's looking with it's yellow
eyes
It's out to settle scores
in the dim medieval distance
Feel it breathing down your
pores
In Salt Lake City and in
Rio
The beast can smell the
flames
It's faxing hate out in
Marseilles typing out your name
You can hear the windows
shatter as the time is drawing near
Kristall Nacht come to town
Welcome back to the house
of mirrors
Pointing to the scapegoat
was it me or was it you
It's right there in the
open
Don't just stand there hoping
the leashes have been broken
And the dogs are on the
loose
I never touched the barb
wire never saw the money grin
No rifle ever smashed my
face no bare electric shock
But I'll confess up
All I know who I am and
who I'm not
To see retired killers is
to see the lion yawn
The skinheads do their dirtywork
for the cloak and dagger pawns
The dark eyes will be waiting
there
When the borders they are
crossed
So keep your filthy swastikas
and shove your iron cross
Those cattle cars and yellow
stars
It's right back to the roots
It's out there in the open
It's crawling on the move
The cages have been broken
and the beast is on the loose
Can't you smell the blood
now
Can't you smell the truth
Sex with you is beautiful
If we are the sum of all
what’s you and me
Don’t think of life’s destructiveness
If we are the sum of all
what’s you and me
Sex with you
(Eric Andersen) [Albums: Memory
of the Future]
the best I’ve ever known
hands that flow along the
air
like streams over a stone
the crack I saw that broke
the sky
showed me where I fell
that place you touched somewhere
in me
you saw but could not tell
you took my hands along
your skin
and pressed them to your
breast
til every line between us
disappeared at last
curse the chains of loneliness
and the roads that don’t
look back
take me to that avenue
where you put me on the
track
then this is the one I won’t
forget
if there was a mouth, a
kiss, a heart
before we even knew
then we must have touched
before we even met
how far the dark can reach
help me off this bed of
nails
we know what it can teach
the blades of time can cut
the lie
that skin is never blessed
that lie was made up by
a priest with nothing to confess
the tears are rolling down
his cheek
they’ll never blur the pain
like steam around an engine
can never hide the rain
I see the smoke rise in
your voice
it drifts without a sound
the flames they reach up
in your eyes
as they burn me to the ground
then this is the one I won’t
forget
if there was a mouth, a
kiss, a heart
before we even knew
then we must have touched
before we even met
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