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Sunny Days
04:44
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I think I'll remember my sunny days,
Drenched in blue and green
The waves the wind, and the scorching sun,
Friendly giggles echo thin
I think I'll remember the waking nights
In the dark when life starts
Strumming strings, wild songs and cries
Till daylight tears apart
Oh my heart, hold your horses
Breathe this moment in
This is what we're made of
Happiness flows within
Not to forget, no need to fear
The light shines inside
Do, not forget the ancient eyes
Staring far, too, deep
The wrinkled hands, the tales, the tiles
A warm hug to guide your feet
Remember, my friend those open hands
Eager to provide
Food for the weary, the lost and scarred
Hands that hatred won't divide
Oh my heart, hold your horses
Breathe this moment in
This is what we're made of
Happiness flows within
Na na na
I will sleep by the water
Let the sun burn my skin
This what we were made for
that's where I go when I dream
Not to forget, no need to fear
The light shines inside
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2. |
Amsterdam Man
04:00
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Old Amsterdam man,
Left here to stand
A living monument in Nieuwmarkt plaats
Your lonely hearts club
Drunk on midday
Away from the pain, time's slow train
We all get a ticket
Chorus
Aren't you alone and scared
When noone seems to care, Out there
Wrinkled you turn to see
Glass eyes you wink, to bring
Jolly reminiscence
Old Amsterdam man
Interlude
This city stands
A gentrificated mass
On top of Years of fun and tears you cried
For nature's beauty urge and duty
bright and new
But not for you,
Oblivious you sleep
Life was around you know
Somewhere, but you lost the key
Is this Love in your eyes, old man?
A Candy in your pocket
The fire that burned I see
Between those red lights
(ii)Drowning in pools
Of tears and wine
Old Amsterdam man
Sit down and talk your heart
Call out: I'm still here, old man
Escape the walls, you can
You're the melody of this battered city
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3. |
Walls
05:00
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I've got, to learn again without you
Alone bide my time
Tread through the rain
I've got to see what's left inside for me
Give myself the love
that's hiding in the grey
Oh oh oh oh oh
In these empty walls
I'm thirsty for a word or two of loving
Warm my heart against
This sweeping wind
I'm hungry for a hug, a touch, a taste of lips
Feed my vanity
Ingore this loneliness
Oh oh oh oh oh
In these empty walls
Feel at home again
in those empty walls
I wish to find my hope again
Look in the mirror, with a smile
But I'm lost inside this walls again
It's dark as dark, as night
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4. |
Closure
04:38
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I changed in the mirror
Like the leaves
Weave their carpet
a friend
Of the river
Over valley, and gully
Through rain and pain
Reason I found
But let it flow
Downstream with all I had
alone
unburdened
I'm floating
Heading
To the next curve
You look
Like an angel
With your chin in your palm
Ready, I want to
take me (down)
In the gutter, the final
Stretch of (what) love (can)
Refrain
Into The stream
To follow
Land, Land
begone
an empty dream
I build my dream
With nothing to hold anymore
Alone
Unburdened
I'm floating
Heading
To the next curve
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5. |
Blues And Tangerines
05:08
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Been years of roaming
Around the clock without a home
Without a place i can rest my neck
And spread my mind
As I'd wish
Not that its been an awful time
Oeh what fun was cutting and glueing ties
With smiles all along and cries
With eyes
Never resting
In peace, would it bring a piece of my mind back
The way i swim in those sheets and figure these dreams
Those pinks, blues and tangerines
And maybe one day I'll stop being that stranger
With the stone voice and pretty eyes
Maybe I'll just be a joker
hustling over
hi's and goodbyes
will I get some calling out of place
into your arms to fall like a baby again
without a mind of my own
just lost in bliss
as i'd wish
Some peace, would it bring a piece of my mind back
The way i swim in those sheets
Those pinks, blues and tangerines
Double solo Em C G D
Will i make it in there or will i suffer
Will i suffocate, a dream of a free soul
that wanders to and fro
where the weather blows
Try, tease me, what do i need
To mend these wounds
That leave me weak
and incomplete
At your door
Without peace, where will I get some piece of my mind back
swallowing tears
living through fears
Smoldering needs
Away with those fiends
Just let me sleep
in these sheets
of pink blues and tangerines
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6. |
The Dying Flame
04:02
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So long as you drive me around
New friend of mine
With your mustard gloves
I'd be singing the music
To the roadposts and you
Rolling around this homier home
Won't you sing me your songs
In your wicked tongue
In the light of the dying flame
So long as you walk me around
Along marshes and hills
With your compass of smile,
And your quirky wits
Strolling around this homier world
Won't you sing me your songs
In your wicked tongue
In the light of the dying flame
And I'll cary your troubles
To stream down below
Wash away all nasty sorrow
Now fly away
New friend of mine
Since in the clouds
You chose to try
And set up your own
Colorful dreamier home
Who's gonna sing me those songs
In the winked tonge
Into the light of the dying flame
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7. |
This Land
02:29
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I'm just a kid from nowhere
with no followers on my back
But I've travelled far and wide this land
With fire in my heart
I've seen meadows full of plastic junk
And mountains dressed in soot
Seen people in the eyes alright
And some who never would
Never would would would would open up their heart
never would (4) play the helping part
I've swam in seas full of debris
of our comfy living trail
Seen people with ten mouths to feed
Fleeting warzones and command
Seen cities full of boxes,
others filled with lead
Eat Shit Drink repeat
global anthem of this land
On this land (4)
eat shit drink sleep work to feed your boss
eat shit drink repeat safe and happy in your box
Take it away
Won't you tell me stay my friend
get yourself a decent job
But i'd rather not commit to this
mad suicidial stroll
I'd rather see what's out there
answer lonely nature's call
and then stride down those city streets
And brag about it all
Brag (4) like I lost it through and through
brag brag brag I came to tell you what to do
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Fam
04:52
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I feel so empty when I'm around you
This can't go on much long
I feel drained there's no space and no place
To be myself
And it hurts me,
More than you care to listen
More than you care to change
Hardships falling on those voices of the past
Hardships turning into judgement to entrust
Into the future
Of some mind child // self
And it hurts me,
More than I can utter into words
More than you can feel from my songs
Falling heavy
In the sea to hide
Another clash
Is inevitable
Nothing left to try
Drained of thought and drained of mine
I left a home that wouldnt cry
Searching
Opening my soul
Searching
But still it hurts me,
that still together we can't cry
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9. |
Remember Palestine
03:12
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I will remember Palestine
And how sweet she used to be
From the dreams and the callings
And the stories on the streets
I will remember Palestine
Though there I have never been
With their scarves, their dreams and love for life
That carried freedom from within
I will remember Palestine
After the boot has tramped it down
Of imperium protectum
And other gibberish of their suited clown
I will remember Palestine
And the cries of of those kids
Who did never care and will never learn
Of those rich men's growing needs
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Pericles Makris Brussels, Belgium
Pericles Makris is a guitarist, singer songwriter, composer and producer, born in Athens, Greece and currently stationed in Brussels, Belgium.
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