Left My Home

Life revolves around the secret you never wished to know.

Leben, das sich um Geheimnisse dreht, die du nie wissen wolltest.

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

 

Left My Home

Left my home/ No waving hands/ Anywhere away from there/ The show could not go on/ I had planned it long time ago/ Pack the secrets in a bag/ Nothing true to stay for/ There's nothing more that I could do/ All the faces, they look oh so frown/ Brings me down/ Still I'm waiting on that someday/ I will dare to tell/ If only I had never seen it/ But yes I did, I saw it all/ On that day when I am gone/ You'll all be asking of me/ We thought he was OK/ Never shown his real face/ Never told us/ Still I'm waiting on that someday/ I will dare to tell/ If only I had never seen it/ But yes I did, I saw it all

Left My Home

Romantically High

Loving to blindness.

Von Liebe geblendet.

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

Romantically High

I don't know/ Wandering naked by the shore/ I have made it on my own/ And I got it wrong// To some extent, I've gone with it too far/ It's not what I meant, I've gone with it too far/ But no regret, I've gone with it too far/ Now it's too late// She came home/ But I can't be sure/ Will it end as before?// I don't care anymore/ Won't you let it go// To some extent, I've given all I had/ No more to spend, I've given all I had / Forgot my friends, I've gone with it too far/ Now it's too late, it's too late!

 

Romantically High

Spread Feathers

The correlation between cool and criminal people.

Wechselbeziehung von cool und kriminell.

 

Lamentations 3:27 " It is good for a man to bear the yoke in his youth."

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

Spread Feathers

At night we spread our feathers/ Say nothing should matter/ Though it hurts/ With pride we pick up our colours/ Red melting on leather// It is good for a man to bear the yoke in his youth// Tonight we spread our feathers/ We are all brothers/ Tonight we spread our feathers/ What a show/ Tonight we spread our feathers/ Help me mother 

Spread Feathers

At The Backyard

The cities are gentrificated by self importance youth, that later are disappointed after realizing their low status in society. 

Gentrifizierung einer Stadt mit einer jungen Szene, die sich selbst so wichtig nimmt, doch später merkt, dass sich niemand für sie interessiert.

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

At The Backyard

At the backyard/ All the people are moving to Neukölln/ At the backyard/ You can hear and see it all, my friend// No it's not your home/ We can never be, never be together// Out the windows/ People staring/ You are young and free/ From the fringes/ Over bridges/ Like a swarm they overflow Berlin/ You and I were/ never meant to be/ Everybody knows it's history/ The city׳s backyard/ It's like a graveyard/ No body can run away// You feel you've just had enough/ Where's my good old life/ Cause you see, that everywhere you may go/ It will never be your home// All the people are moving to Neukölln/ All the people upgrading their iPhones/ All the people are blah blah blah blah blah blah

At The Backyard

Lots Of Songs

Ars Poetica is a way of fulfilling one's desire to deliver an important message, while doesn't have anything to tell.

Dichtkunst nur aus Mitteilungsbedürfnis aber ohne großen Inhalt.

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

Lots Of Songs

Lots of songs/ They were written/ Songs about love/ Nothing can go wrong/ Told you when you left me/ Only when you left me// All the flowers were flying in the air/ There was only me to see/ Only me to lose my mind/ All the flowers were floating in the air/ There was nothing left to be/ All I want is you'll be mine

Lots Of Songs

You In Front

The permanence side of a nomad life.

Beständigkeit im Leben eines Nomaden.

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

You In Front

I wish we would never arrive/ The journey makes me feel alive/ Our little home/ Carried by our hands/ Yes it is/ No one understands/ The road stretches out more and more/ Oh boy, no use to lose control/ Don't break away/ There's nothing there to see/ Don't you worry/ You forget what you wanted to be// We are the people/ People of no man's land/ Walking on earth/ No house, no solid ground/ Never told you/ We would set you free/ Don't you know/ I will always see you in front of me

You In Front

Back Into Nothing

During unending boredom erupts an elusive divine moment.

Aus unendlicher Langeweile entsteht ein flüchtiger, göttlicher Moment.

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

Back Into Nothing

It feels like it's been ages/ So bored/ The time has deleted the traces off the road/ Still I can recall/ When the clock will be hitting midnight/ I'll be gone/ And baby it's gonna be alright/ Maybe not/ You're still beautiful// You know I'll find myself again back into nothing/ Just like it happened before// Baby life is too short/ Don't you know/ You wish I could stay more/ Stay for more/ It's midnight/ I should go/ Baby it's gonna be alright/ Maybe not

Back Into Nothing

In Walked Europe

A Classic-European manifest states Europe as dying.

Klassische europäische Grabrede für Europa.

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

In Walked Europe

My first impression/ I'm definitely not the first// To be told across the world/ To be spread across the land/ Don't return what you got/ Until what's yours is returned to you// To be told across the world/ To be shown on every square/ In walked Europe/ Don't return what you got/ Until what's yours is returned to you/ To be told across the world/ Let it burst across the land/ In walked Europe, it's been so long/ In walked Europe// And Classic Europe is so conceited, overrated/ And Obsolete/ Only books left/ The worst at its best/ To whom belongs the culture?

In Walked Europe

Sheikh Jarrah

When will this war come to an end.

Wann wird dieser Krieg enden?

 

Jeremiah 31:29: "In those days they shall say no more, The fathers have eaten a sour grape, and the children's teeth are set on edge."

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

Sheikh Jarrah

The desert wind/ The sun above/ Walk down the streets where we shout peace and love/ Walls of stories/ The stones are soaked with our blood and spirit// Sour grapes set us on edge// When will this fight come to an end?/ I'd love to say/ But I can't see how I could be the one who saves Sheikh Jarrah

Sheikh Jarrah

French Movies

The unconscious egocentrism of city life. 

Unbewusste Egozentrik des Stadtlebens.

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

French Movies

Won't you tell us all about the hip side of the town/ You just sigh and mumble/ It's not like it used to be/ You've seen too many old French movies that made you full of yourself/ Must make people believe/ you're such a deep and special person/ You'll do almost anything/ but you won't do any change/ Then put it on the list/ Ashtanga Yoga, Cafes and peace/ World Peace// Take me, I am completely all yours/ And I promise to obey/ Show me, tell me how you do it so right// Walking next to you/ Holding on for something to give/ Now it feels like home sweet home/ I've been alone too long/ Waited for this all my life// And I promise to obey/ Take me, I am completely all yours/ We'd make such a great team/ Show me, tell me how you do it so right

French Movies

Loving Nowadays

Social movement that exists only for satisfying the need to belong to something.

Soziale Bewegung nur um Teil eines kleinen Ganzen zu sein.

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

Loving Nowadays

A story begins/ We know how it ends/ Everybody needs a thrill to get through the day/ I wrote a song that tears your heart apart/ Loving nowadays// The king is dead now/ We are all in despair/ I wish I could have had that love and care/ Millions of people/ Gazing at big screens/ Dying nowadays// Let's get naked/ Let's get it done/ Someday it will grow/ You must let it show/ Make us feel your pain/ Those words are here to stay// It took us ages/ My precious love/ I wrote a song and that's not enough/ Loving nowadays

Loving Nowadays

Life Before Death

Neither roots of the past, nor long term plans are found in modern cities. 

Keine alten Wurzeln und keine Langzeitpläne in Städten der neuen Zeit.

 

Produced by Zare Pak. Mixed by Simon Vinestock. Mastered by Calyx.

Life Before Death

Today I felt I had enough/ I thought I should change my life/ Well they say you could, if you could change your mind/ Thanks a lot, guess I'm quite fine/ I thought, and then I thought again/ Revolving around the good old pain/ On the ringbahn tracks/ I'm hiding my past/ No east no west/ Just ride it fast// Today I thought to change my life/ But I know, it will remain the same/ Well they say I could, but I never really tried/ I'm not searching, there's nothing to find// From east to west/ No east no west/ From birth to death/ No death no birth

Life Before Death

Lately (rearr)

The destructive process of being so doted on somebody that one becomes spineless


Produced by Peter Walsh.

Mixed by Simon Vinestock


Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Keyboards  
Andrew Norton - Guitar  
Hugh Burns - Guitar  
Damon Minchella - Bass  
Geoff Dugmore - Drums  

Lately (rearr)

"Lately nothing goes right for me"/ you said, and I haven't told you why/ I could have let you go/ and you would be so occupied/ But I'd love to see you sad/ You'll never change/ I should have known// Reading books and watching TV/ Let yourself drift away// So, should I keep you so tame?

Lately (rearr)

Solidarity On The Streets

The compassionate behaviour of solidarity might be the cause of totalitarianism.

 

Produced by Peter Walsh.

Mixed by Simon Vinestock

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Keyboards Andrew Norton - Guitar Hugh Burns - Guitar Damon Minchella - Bass Geoff Dugmore – Drums

Solidarity On The Streets

And they were determined to have fun tonight/ with their deceiving talk and brutal style/ I thought, ‘oh my’, What was I to do when they arrive/ Not now, step aside and let them run the world// Skyscrapers touch the blue sky/ Solidarity on the streets/ Our voices will be heard aloud/ You’ll be flowing with the stream// And I was so grateful for the love you shared/ But I acted as if I didn't care/ So hard trying to be loved by everyone/ So hard throwing love at everyone// Birds flying in the blue sky/ Commotion on the streets/ Nothing's going to change our minds now/ We'll be flowing with the stream

Solidarity On The Streets

Too Paranoid

The devastating endless loop of a paranoid people.

 

Produced by Peter Walsh.

Mixed by Simon Vinestock. 

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Keyboards Andrew Norton - Guitar Hugh Burns - Guitar Damon Minchella - Bass Geoff Dugmore – Drums

Too Paranoid

Tears fall like heavy rain/ Better close my eyes/ I can see no more/ Don't tell me what you've just discovered/ It only goes to show what I realized long ago// I don't know when it all started/ It seems so far away/ We're in this together and that's the way it works// We were too paranoid/ We never meant to take over the world// Yes, it seems/ Memories may fade away/ But they don't/ Just a flash and they'd spread out like flames/ The echoes and scenes come again/ I don't know when it all started/ It seems so far away/ We're in this together and that's the way it works.

Too Paranoid

She Goes Away

When etiquette and manners come out ridiculous. 

 

Produced by Peter Walsh.

Mixed by Simon Vinestock.

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Keyboards Andrew Norton - Guitar Hugh Burns - Guitar Damon Minchella - Bass Geoff Dugmore – Drums

She Goes Away

You said I'm polite but I am angry inside/ I may serve you well but I wish you hell, oh yeah/ Tried to escape, it all seemed so fake/ Gotta keep'em dry, you lost the need to cry/ The tears – Oh don’t hold back your tears// She goes away/ She won't show her face again/ I will understand/ She goes away// Playing my role, feel nothing at all/ I screwed up the plan, but that's who I am, oh no/ You fight for the right to live a lovely life/ But then again it's the same old pain/ The heart – Oh, it breaks your heart// I have never seen the light/ No one's got into my soul/ The more you hold inside the less there is to find// Got nothing to say/ She goes away.

She Goes Away

Happy Peasants

Here is presented the idea of how bound the sociecty hold on one person is. The thought of it came out of observing the soviet culture and regime, and was highly inspired by a book of Andrej Kurkow in which he quotes a line from a russian book : "Happy peasants, winter has arrived"

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Lior Ozeri - Bass Liron Zangi - Drums Mixed by Simon Vinestock

Happy Peasants

Happy peasants / winter comes around / happy peasants / send them far away // can not hold my deepest thoughts / will we live or will we die / little mom said as we drove / have no fear I'm on your side / Is it real or is it just a dream? / Then we took a sharp turn / One could hear my silent cry / Little mom then asked for more / I love you, will you be mine?

Happy Peasants

Fall Into Arms

In this piece I have tried to express the emotions I experienced as a child...

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Lior Ozeri - Bass Liron Zangi - Drums Mixed by Simon Vinestock

Fall Into Arms

It hit me so clearly that night/ burning my eyes/ Head on the door/ Sky from above/ I'm ready to fight/ Ugly dolls were floating around/ heavily doped/ How couldn't I see this before?/ Now I'm all alone// We sat in your room/ Thrown books on the side/ Your skin felt so fresh/ for no one to touch/ They've never let you be/ just what you are/ It always comes to the same/ You fall into their arms // I was a weird boy/ I liked sinking in dreams/ Head on the floor/ Sky from above/ The nightmare begins/ Toys of wool were dancing around/ brutally cruel/ How couldn't I see this by now?/ Well, I'm such a fool// Still in your room/ miserable ones/ I really wanted to hold you/ but you're not to be trusted/ They've never let you be/ just what you are/ But it's always the same/ You fall into their arms.

Fall Into Arms

Such A Couple

The idea was of singing very simple pieces of C major phrases that stand on a elusive harmony. While composing it, it reminded me of a sweet-it-disgusts couple, and there came the phrasing, specially on the choruses, came up after listening to the Bendaly family 'do you love me'.

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Lior Ozeri - Bass Liron Zangi - Drums Mixed by Simon Vinestock

Such A Couple

There you go/ side by side/ Nothing's left/ Well, I'd love to get carried away with your smile/ and feel free// There you go/ side by side/ looking so lovely again/ and again// There you go/ side by side/ looking so lovely/ and all is green

Such A Couple

In Walked Europe

For those who still reminisce their ancestors lands.

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Lior Ozeri - Bass Liron Zangi - Drums Mixed by Simon Vinestock

In Walked Europe

My first Impression/ Well, I'm definitely not the first/ To be told across the world/ to be sung across the land/ Why be afraid if you can obey?/ In walked Europe/ Don't return what you got/ until what's yours is returned to you

In Walked Europe

All Parents' Kids

Rebelliousness mixed with obeyness among youth.

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Lior Ozeri - Bass Tomer Zidkiahu - Drums Mixed by Simon Vinestock

All Parents' Kids

See our hair in a different style/ Hanging with us for a little while/ and you'd feel so real/ Meeting at the corner the very right man/ Charming you, enlightening you/ But you wouldn't understand a word he says/ Filling up the bottle to the right extension/ Meeting other people with no direction at all/ Just playing the role// Fate, Dope, whatever comes across/ Boys, Girls, and those who forget their names/ We talked and we laughed/ We never had to stop/ but as we're through/ has it all been true?/ Wit, Grace, whatever I may fake/ Rush beats per minute/ Global warming preachers/ We talked and we laughed/ We never had to stop/ So cool how we all obey the rules//

All Parents' Kids

Grow In Pain

how needy a child can be. Yet his inner world is well independent.

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Shy Oren Bass Liron Zangi Drums Mixed by Simon Vinestock

Grow In Pain

Where I come from/ nobody's happy at all/ One child is born/ One child says Please, leave me alone/ Poor child I was/ So much love needs to be shown/ Suicidal thoughts in my head/ Suicide, it's ok/ You don't have much time/ You don't need wasting your time on me/ on you/ I remember those days when I hardly could speak/ I remember those days when I felt so weak/ "I used to love you", oh she said/but now it's over/ Little children grow in pain/ but now it's over.

Grow In Pain

Reach For The Joy

Emphasizes the addiction to sadness as central role for a vital life.

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Lior Ozeri - Bass Liron Zangi Drums Mixed by Simon Vinestock

Reach For The Joy

Looking at a withering tree, sadly pleased/ Standing in an endless field, feels so real/ So depressed, so alive/ Think of all the joy I could have reached, poor me// Anywhere, anytime/ I don't care, I don't mind/ One more shot, just a glimpse/ And you didn't notice and it's gone/ Better run/ I'm running and I can not see the end/ I'm running and I can't reach for the joy// Sometimes I take the wrong turn, want to get away/ Oh you such a complicated boy, there's a price to pay/ I'm trying very hard to do it well, someday I will learn// Anywhere, I don't mind/ I don't feel, I don't shine.

Reach For The Joy

The Felidae Trick

Thoughts while crossing the very thin line from being so aware and clear to going crazy. 

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Mixed by Simon Vinestock Thanks to Alone Sage for his Bariton guitar.

The Felidae Trick

The room of pure, the room of stars that shine/ You never let me in/ A love of me is real but as I go inside/ I'm sorry you said you must leave, someone's at the door// So one bright day I knew I had it/ I knew that did it/ So I took myself far away to this party/ And there were guys, and the guys were drinking/ While sniffing lines of coke/ Beautiful lines, ugly people with ugly faces/ Living their ugly lives day by day on these empty streets at night// And what about the Christian image of life?/ I hate god, I detest my land, the holy land/ Occupied by, occupied with/ Never take it if you don't like it/ Still no idea what you bought/ and what your kids are made of// I can't go ahead, and I won't be left behind/ The party just went better and better and/ But, I had to leave, to sleep it over, you know/ In the very deep of night/ A brutal attack on the alleys nearby/ No one heard, no one sensed/ It's the felidae trick, the felidae game we play, off it pays/ Pretend to a cat, the spiritual life/ Colour your face, drink all of your shot/ And when you can't get lost, you can't be found/ And when you can't be found, it all looks the same/ You took more than you could have bared/ wish you could have started it all over//

The Felidae Trick

Love Can't Wait

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Lior Ozeri Bass Adi Goldenzweig Violin Liron Zangi Drums Mixed by Simon Vinestock

Love Can't Wait

So I retreat/ Come to me/ Know it is real/ Love and tears in my ears// From sweat and pain you grow grain/ It won't help me if I cry loud/ I am lost again/ If you want to love me/ here I am standing now/ if you want to hurt me go ahead/ Kill me now with a knife.

Love Can't Wait

the destructive process of being so doted on somebody that one becomes spineless. 

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Lior Ozeri - Bass Liron Zangi - Drums Mixed by Simon Vinestock

Lately

"Lately nothing goes right for me"/ you said, and I haven't told you why/ I could have lit you up/ and you would be so occupied/ But I'd love to see you sad/ You'll never change/ And I'm so grown// Reading books and watching tele/ Never let get yourself drifted away// So, should I keep you so tame?

Lately

Getting Old

Following the song 'Lately'.

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Lior Ozeri - Bass Tomer Zidkiahu - Drums Adi Goldenzweig - Violin Mixed by Simon Vinestock

Getting Old

"Getting old, I'm a wreck"/ You told me then, "that's life"/ If you had to go through it all again/ Would you do it as before? I would/ Back at the old days/ Cure on the stereo/ Purified/ No, it hasn't left me yet// I saw you smile while I was off the wall/ You were so glad to have seen me fall/ But I was too good, so considerate/ And you were such a dick/ when I needed you// I enjoyed so much, visions in my head/ Moving through the country, Everywhere/ Take a little bit from here and a little bit from there/ You never cared// Break your tough image/ Show regret to him/ Don't try to decorate it/ Don't hold back the feelings/ So it goes to show/ Inside yourself it grows/ So the more you hold/ The greater it explodes// Show deep sorrow//

Getting Old

The Holy Grail

Deceived by religion. 

 

Omer Liechtenstein - Vocals, Guitars, keyboards Lior Ozeri - Bass Liron Zangy - Drums Mixed by Simon Vinestock

The Holy Grail

Grails, some believe they are there/ well, I don't/ Grails, welcoming you to their crowd/ you'll be seeing one step ahead/ Grails, nothing's there to see/ you'll be conveying a message in the name of me/ Tales, don't give me that necessity thing/ oh needs… A man should also dream/ Males, so hale so smart so strong, but still/ misleading along the way/ telling you you were wrong through the years/ your body your soul, And the tears/ that you poured were the means to take over/ if you show more and more that you wanted to leave/ You'd love to get out but you've never been in// Grails, some believe they are there/ well, I don’t/ Failed to fulfill your own will/ You'll see that I'm a bit like him/ An ambitious young supreme/ You'll be speaking in the name of me/ I told you so//

The Holy Grail
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