THE ABSENCE ON PODCAST & RADIO :
- Le Vestibule
http://www.myspace.com/levestibule
- Some Velvet Morning :
- The SoupyGato Show 74 A:
http://www.gcast.com/u/soupygato/main.xml
- Kokomo
Lyrics :
Pristine
Silently laid in the white room you choose a screech out of nowhere still no complains not a sound leaping thru plain old doors of night Getting closer sweat drips from your brow as you cry Rain from the window out of reach…Speechless leaning and pleading.
Anyway you know you come out sad arms closed you’re still alone.
Shapes
Plain shapes, casual looks you will always feel the same Hidden words a growing curse tear your mind you’re mute everyday.
Wise heart as a mask wishing you could be plain paid to be laid breaking what you are.
You cannot wail out cast away your night life you cannot wail out change shapes face your still relatives Fall for your drama your old dirty fantasies…Alone.
Waiting Room
You turn you were here just begging getting wane and still for you sailed your sailing hours Insane are you insane?
Odd hours made me feel in a coma you’re slowly fading out a wail can’t help you I’m listening outside round a corner shop it made me feel the same way Insane are you insane a gentle fake in a gruesome world.
Odd days these minutes will never remain I’m living in my own world you could still lie pretend to feels while you’re getting mild waiting for them to change. Step in line gently insane.
The end of intellectuals
Loud people are you to blame for being so lame with simple thoughts
Strange lovers do you care of jealous poets gently gazing
Sitting in a corner waiting for time to fly by with a single hope and melodies
Hype looks + an attitude in the foreground singed by fear
Hidden secrets broke away scared the children from the subways
Soft motion
Sleeping outside in a different world turning those colours in a single one it is sad
Hide there a long time your dreams may sound very nice
Crawl under your fate it makes me feel so sane
Praying alone in a different town staring those screens of another life this is new
Proudly comes over back in love I can’t take it anymore
It sounds so right
Lie down you’re leaving now
You stroll backwards to your home Your mesmerized thoughts living in your arms …
Miss Number 5
Crawling and sprawling streets everyday a plain mere cog in people’s misery
You analyse everything in hindsight dingy place ravishing slums…miss N 5
Take a nice picture keepsake of happy times
Endless lotteries cannot change your soul.
Display your smiles your thoughts
They need it you know it fanatic ravishing talker.
Rely on your pleasures in those mellow years you act as a Queen Miss N5
Veins
No more passion in your veins culture your sole aim
An open heart just seeking for redeeming acts
Drew the map of your motion so small empty and pleasant
Tied to this plain realm forget the fearful end
Delving in pockets of time furiously ominously
Churned out beguiling moments some true and some false
Can’t you feel/fear this common bane
Your daily tasks so enthralling
Veins bound to chains
No momentum avoiding your sole fate you stroll with no aim
The gift of the madman
Turning away when you’re screaming aloud you bless my heart when you told me to leave………Was it my fault?
Gambling your youth for a handsome boy he makes you dizzy cosy well at least not unhappy……..did you choose right?
Is a play or a life you want a private sensual hour for your daily life……..Was it my move?
Stretching your arms to say farewell and you start to think these were nice years.
Disconnection
Outside you’re waiting for a slow dance kept on longing for a smile lenient and mild
The crystal blade of pain turned you cold as a stone.
The sounds are licking your lonely dead heart
Outcast not a stroll tonight
You would do anything to attract someone anyone in your room
I guess there is no point of longing here tonight
Cast a spell and gently turned into a clown
I made you smile my luck just seems to change strolling gently back on the dance floor.