PART 1 (THE GATHERING TRIBUTE)

1. ON MOST SURFACES

The frost hits me in the eye
And wakes me
These are blury winters
And I cannot see

I walk into the white light of the snow
When the sun comes
I break it with my shadow
Which tales me where I go

The frost hits me in the eye
And wakes me

I am the snow falling down on you
I tear up your face with my frost
And make you run to somewhere warm
When I come I see you get away
I burst out about your emptyness

The frost hits me in the eye
And wakes me
These are blury winters
And I cannot see


2. ANALOG PARK

In the garden, in the park, on a bench, I sit.
A newspaper floats on the breeze of this late summer.
It is coming my way,
I patiently wait.

I see the sign, it's on the road
And I think it's crazy

In the garden, of the park, on a bench, I watch.
The sandy feet of the children.
Pearls of sweat run across their beautiful faces.

You see the sign, it's on the road
But I think you're crazy

You are, you are the sign
Of my unrelief

As I easily get inner contact with myself,
I notice distress grabbing for my throat.
It is time to reach out.
To find something that isn't there,

You see the signs, they're on the road
But I think it's crazy

You are, you are the sign
Of my unrelief


3. MY ELECTRICITY

I send your name
Up into the sky
And the wind blows it back into my face

You see, even nature
Reacts on me
And all my electricity
Will make it across your sea

With every wave the sea makes
My body gets weaker
And weaker... and weaker..

You see, even nature
Reacts on me
And all my electricity
Will make it across your sea

And provides you
With my love


PART 2 (GALLERY OF LORE SONGS)

4. DECADES

(Instrumental)


5. MECHANICAL TRAVEL

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