of all the countless ways ... god shows himself ... you never chose one

all along your path ... you realized ... they’re countless after all

(one, two) ... count on me ... (three, four, five) ... if there’s no sign to see ... (six, seven) be sure ... they’ll show up at night ... (eight, nine, ten) ... when the sun’s gone ... you will see eleven ... (eleven)

you shall be the last ... to walk in his ways ... he always knew that

every snare you built ... shall bring him down ... and nothing you can change

(one, two) ... count on me ... (three, four, five) ... if there’s no sign to see ... (six, seven) be sure ... they’ll show up at night ... (eight, nine, ten) ... when the sun’s gone ... you will see eleven ... (eleven)

see eleven ... see eleven

i wonder if he turned on him this way ... if he knew about the betrayal ... i wish just that he had one more try ... just one more try ... one more

would he turn on him the same way ... if he knew about the betrayal ... i wish he had just one more try

music: s. weinert lyrics: f. cottone

cold winter morning ... ice raining down on me ... blue stream is the witness ... of the ones we used to be

and our longings freeze ... to hills we will never climb ... no safety rope to guarantee ... your mind won’t change through time

free fall to nowhere ... your face feels wrong to me ... you don't even remember ... what i try to heal for years

fear came from within ... steel to break the shell ... a cross made, an eternal sign ... for love within a crime

and i swear i would ... do it all again ... one man’s will may make a change ... but not as far as time and waiting will

music: s. weinert lyrics: f. cottone

time loses shape now ... while my heart is dreaming you ... nothing’s in place now ... deranged by the fading sight of you

will you come back ... shadowed with a sigh

dried fluids of sadness ... when the water bows to the moon ... and only the sun knows the answer ... as the ebbtide turns

will you come back ... just in sight of the high tides

time loses shape now ... while my heart is dreaming you ... nothing reminds me ... of the flood that once was you

will you come back ... when the water bows

music: s. weinert lyrics: f. cottone

it ain’t real ... whatever you do you’re running out of time ... all that is you is gone ... swim on the ground you use to walk ... in the shape of a waterdog ... ‘cause what you believe is true

don’t swim out to sea ... the waves can pull you out into the open blue ... this ain’t a safe enough place ... your ship won’t bring you back to beach ... going ashore through a swirl

wait for yourself ... one day you will be together ... one on one

wait for yourself ... one day you will be together ... one on one

you should slow down ... paint this moment on your canvas ... choose colours to remain, drying, preserving just one day ... 'cause you’ll run out of time

-solo-

wait for yourself ... one day you will be together ... one on one

wait for yourself ... one day you will be together ... one on one

it's for real ... whatever you do you’re running out of time ... when every second's gone ... before you're finished on the last ... there’s no way to bring them back ... ‘cause what you believe is true

you could slow down ... paint this moment on your canvas ... choose colours to remain, drying, preserving just one day ... 'cause you’ll run out of time one day

music: s. weinert lyrics: f. cottone

night after night ... calling out for the same ... darkness

breeding sub ordinary forms of a candle ... as the darkness falls around of me ... while my eyes are gaining ground ... this tired mind will never see ... oh, is there something?

night after night ... calling out for the same ... this side of the dark ... may be the side of my blame

i’ll be fighting my way ... no matter of the shadows that lay beyond ... nothing even echoes my calls ... as the darkness will fall around of me

dreaming of the foreman ... he comes in a whisper ... and the world around me is drowning in light ... blinded by his eyes ... my pure mind is left for me to see

night after night ... calling out for the same ... this side of the dark ... may be the side of my blame

i’ll be fighting my way ... no matter of the shadows that lay beyond ... nothing even echoes my calls ... as the darkness will fall around of me

breeding sub ordinary forms of a candle ...

as the darkness falls around of me ... while my eyes got closed and grey ... this old mind has learned to see ... there is something ... .?

music: s. weinert lyrics: f. cottone

working day from 9 to 5 ... she loves her job but when she’s done as the evening comes ... she’s alive ... she shed her skin to let her dreams survive ... they only come out at night ... they come out at night

and in her dreams ... surrounded by the stars ... playing superguitarherostyle ... she only plays it loud and out at night

here they’re again ... they're yellin' for their rights ... the ghosts of our unlived lives ... they only coming out at night

oh, keep on yelling ... they’re yellin’, yellin’

played it all, he rocked the stage ... he knows how it feels when after all these shows ... nothing's left ... but the silence in his motel room ... and no one's there to share ... only one honest thought

and his father always said: ... get a good job to make your old man proud

and he hears his mother's words: ... get a good wife, two kids and settle down

and in his dreams ... he's working 9 to 5 ...

living a supernormdisney life

they only come out at night ... they will come out at night

music: s. weinert lyrics: f. cottone

additional lyrics: m. meskine

i could have saved time and walk ... but i never touch the ground far from home ... as you replaced my fears with hope ... i crossed the path of yours; thank the lord

though you were coming closer ... i refused, cause i wasn't strong enough to believe ... belief is the key to fit in all doors we don't see ... we're not able to see with these eyes ... deranged ... with smiles ... as faint ... as my love

is chained to the shame ... i felt as you gave back ... the love that i've given ... wish i'd met you sooner

i ran into a dilettantes self ... i slid under your shield as the borderline me ... i trust no word i say and no one else ... a face that i once wore, lost its wealth

and now, it's all over ... you are gone and i have to stay here alone ... with all that reminds me of what i’m here for ... in this world ... and space ... and time ... and life ... i try to hold on ... i'm wandering, i'm searching ... and i'm waiting wistful ... wish i'd met you sooner

seems like my time’s standing still ... it's hard but i find myself believing ... "expect this space never to be filled!"

i float into a sense of relief ... so why should i tremble ... if that's all, that i've got to lose the ones i love ... so that i've got to keep up with this life and be aware ... of my soul ... a trial ... i conquer

while i fade, i hold on ... i'm wandering, i'm searching ... and i'm waiting wistful ... wish i'd met you sooner

music: s. weinert lyrics: f. cottone

all of the time i remember ... i tried and learned to trust and wait ... even if i try to stop or say goodbye ... the clouds keep moving on ... we will feel safe ... only when we know ... it will rain or snow ... or where the wind will blow

heavy weather ... there’s no way for me to

control it ... the storm will come ... and i will be bent on to get along ... cause he decides

and i shall follow ... seems that without will there's no sorrow ... the rain will come ... to wash away the trace where i have walked ... all that he gives ... i’ll take it

how should i know ... if i'm right or wrong ... or how much my decisions weigh ... i just have blurry ideas of what i feel and what i see and hear ... let the helm go ... i let my boat sail ... though the sight’s not clear ... i know that he will steer

heavy weather ... there’s no way for me to

control it ... the storm will come ... and i will be bent on to get along ... cause he decides

and i shall follow ... there's no sorrow ... the rain will come ... to wash away the trace ... all that he gives ... i’ll take it

music: s. weinert lyrics: f. cottone

just do it“ ... you can easily spend your whole time searching ... „just do it“ ... just do it, just do it, just do it

don’t search for the right component ...

to complement the perfect song ... while your intuition shows ... hundreds of solutions

„ambition bites the nails of success“, as someone said ... so don’t let success become a censor of yours and your creativity ... there should always be doubt in every life ... but art should conquer doubt and serve identity

„do it“ ... if you can’t find the perfect line ... „just do it“ ... just play the notes that mirror in your head ... „do it“ ... even if they feel so simple to you ... „just do it“ ... they will be the right ones instead

idols and awards ... let them go ... the tunes you play compete with truth ... and should come from your deepest soul

„do it“ ... your deepest soul ... oh, your deepest soul ... „just do it“ ... your deepest soul ... „do it“ ... just do it, just do it, just do it ... „just do it“

-solo-

and i keep trying ... to find a line ... with the perfect rhyme ... there’s no chance to rewind ... as i sing absolutely blind ... for logical mind ... and my intuition shows up to find ... a clear sign for the sound of mine ... just right in time ... yeah, i do it

music: s. weinert lyrics: f. cottone