Artists: Mephisto Walz
Year: 1995
Number of tracks: 10
Approximate runtime: 51 mins
Label: Cleopatra Records
And all along the march
To all and laughingly
And all along the march
This then is evening
In stillness so complete
Call to our wanderings
And all along the march
To gently fall in arms
And all along the march
Then to beginnings
And all to all endings
And on and on again
In breathing and dancing
A silence overwhelming
All from our travelings
And all along the march
And on to all we see
And all along the march
And all along the march
To all and laughingly
And all along the march
And all along the march
And on to all we see
And all along the march
Am I the harp before demand?
That mighty hand may still me
Or a flute? That his breath
May pass through me
And then will I come to you?
And then will I stand beside you?
And then will my life be for you?
And then will I walk beside you?
And then will my death be for you?
And then will I come to you?
Am I the flag in fluttering grace?
Alone and shows no colour
Or a bird of ambient light
That needs no other?
Am I the tryst that dares the wind?
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Or a blade sent to
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And then will I come to you?
And then will I stand beside you?
And then will my life be for you?
And then will I walk beside you?
And then will my death be for you?
And then will come to you?
Am I the harp before demand?
That mighty hand may still me
Or a flute? That his breath
Am I the tryst that dares the wind?
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Or a blade sent to
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If this indeed be the hour
In which decision lie
Tearing not beneath reason
For it's pillars stand apart
I ran the hunter's trail
I walk dry glass sands
No one could hear a sound
And no raven through the air
I freeze in desperation
No passion or animal fear
I return the sense for all
To despise around me
I freeze in desperation
No passion or animal fear
I return the sense for all
To despise around me
Patterned tiles in shimmering grace
Catch carousel smiles painted in place
Quietly forging, the head meets the hand
Fluttering softly, the footsteps escaping
And soulless poverty sends its greeting
The strange girl, she wears red today
And then sometimes has nowhere to hang
The face he wore for her
This labyrinth of vales to wander
Follow the witches' revelry
Here his way one gladly loses
Truly it would easier be
Patterned tiles in shimmering grace
Catch carousel smiles painted in place
Quietly forging, the head meets the hand
Fluttering softly, the footsteps escaping
And soulless poverty sends its greeting
The strange girl, she wears red today
And then sometimes has nowhere to hang
The face he wore for her
Another evening and I'm waiting by the phone
If this is love, I'm in alone
'Cause when I walk, it seems I'm standing on the line
I can't hold on, I can't hold on
With no way out
And now you say you can right all the wrongs
Well, if that's true, I've got no doubts
But when I hear that your name's all over town
I can't hold on, I can't hold on
With no way out
I want to fall but your words still carry me
And every day just seems the same
But if I'm sure that I'm right, you must be wrong
I can't hold on, I can't hold on
With no way out
Now you say you can right all the wrongs
Well, that's alright, but people talk
Then I hear that your name's all over town
I can't hold on, I've got no doubts
And no way out
Another evening and I'm waiting by the phone
If this is love, I'm in alone
'Cause when I walk, it seems I'm standing on the line
I can't hold on, I can't hold on
Now you say you can right all the wrongs
Well, that's alright, but people talk
Then I hear that your name's all over town
I can't hold on, I've got no doubts
And no way out
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she was just small
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she's ten feet tall
When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said
Feed your head
Feed your head
Remember what the dormouse said
When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said
Feed your head
Feed your head
I am here
And I know
It goes on forever
My love to the lost
In their emptiness
I have known, since dawns awakening
Within and without our chaos, we arise
Kokoro
Kokoro
Kokoro
What now is sown from the seeds we cast aside
A cruel reflection grows
In the absence of a heart within
I stand, I am timeless
'Gainst the battering
My love to the lost
Who found a heart within
Kokoro
Kokoro
Kokoro
Kokoro
Kokoro
Kokoro
I am here
And I know
It goes on forever
The wonder falls
To what hassled to escape me
I stand, I am timeless
'Gainst the battering
My love to the lost
Who found a heart within
What's soon being hailed from futility sold here
Without war, never, never; wills break
I stand, I am timeless
'Gainst the battering
My love to the lost
Who found a heart within feeling
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Again you come ye hovering forms
I find as early to my clouded sight ye shone
Shall I attempt this once to seize and bind ye?
Still o'er my heart is that illusion thrown
Are we still standing?
Or if further we're ascending
You crowd more near then be the reign assigned ye
And sway me from your misty shadow zone
My bosom thrills with youthful passion shaken
From magic airs that round your march awaken
Are we still standing?
Or if further we're ascending
All is turning...
Trees and rocks with grinning faces
All is whirling...
Wandering lights that spin in mazes
Of joyous days you bring the blissful vision
The dear familiar phantoms rise again
And like an old and half-extinct tradition
Renewed is pain with mournful repetition
Are we still standing?
Or if further we're ascending
All is turning...
Trees and rocks with grinning faces
All is whirling...
Wandering lights that spin in mazes
Are we still standing?
Or if further we're ascending
First love returns with friendship in his train
And names the good whose cheating fortune tore them
Now life tracks his devious labyrinthe chain
And left me to deplore them