Remedy Lane

13 января 2002
album

Записан осенью 2001 в "Roasting House Studios" (Мальмё, Швеция).
Релиз состоялся в феврале 2002 года на InsideOut Music.
Продолжительность 68 минут 12 секунд.

Состав

  • Daniel Gildenlöw — вокал, гитары, концепция альбома и тексты песен; оформление альбома, фотографии
  • Fredrik Hermansson — клавишные
  • Johan Hallgren — гитара, бэк-вокал
  • Johan Langell — ударные, бэк-вокал
  • Kristoffer Gildenlöw — бас, бэк-вокал

На официальном международном форуме remedylane.com Даниeль дал довольно подробные разъяснения к концепции альбома Remedy Lane:

Этот концепт является самым личным из всех мною созданных, и он о кризисе отношений, о столь иногда тонкой линии, разделяющей любовь и секс и о том, как влияет наше прошлое на отношения с людьми. Действие происходит в течении нескольких дней в Венгрии, откуда различные песни отсылают нас к разным местам и ситуациям, намекая на причины кризиса. Весь альбом разбит на 3 (три) главы, что фанаты Pain of Salvation, я полагаю, уже успели заметить.

Эпилог

Of Two Beginnings — открывающий трек является чем-то вроде вступления, что-то среднее между intro и полноценной песней, в ней присутствуют несколько различных элементов и стилей. Номер в отеле в Венгрии, настоящее время. Это начало альбома и в нём содержится начало цепочки мыслей, конец неосознанного путешествия, ответ на вопрос, который еще не ясен слушателю и начало реакции ребёнка на любовь и секс.

Глава I

Ending Theme — одна из относительно простых песен альбома, но, конечно же, она наделена уточённостью. Мы включаемся в историю несколькими днями ранее, в момент приезда в Будапешт. Кто-то прибывает в Будапешт в поисках ответа, ради встречи с кем-то. Это связано с чем-то, случившимся в Будапеште в прошлом, о чем нам еще предстоит узнать по мере развития концепта. В какой степени поведение, поступки и вообще реальность человека исходят от самого человека? В какой степени это является реакцией на его/её окружение? Встреча, смущение, поиск...

Fandango — двое людей формирующих свою жизнь вместе, противостоят нормам и моделям поведения, унаследованным ими от их прошлого. В один момент моей жизни я был опустошен, подавлен и просил у Бога (какого-нибудь) ответов. Я не религиозен, но и не анти-религиозен, если вы понимаете что я имею ввиду. Единственное, что я знаю, это то, что я не знаю ничего. Как бы то ни было, я внезапно преисполнился спокойствием и улыбнулся, как будто бы кто-то только что сказал мне, что если я получу все ответы, пропадает какой-либо смысл жить — жизнь это орудие для получения ответов. Как будто бы ты просишь ответов для того, чтобы суметь найти те же самые ответы самому. Я хотел вложить немного этого ощущения в эту песню, по скольку оно так или иначе обнаруживает себя в жизни каждого человека.

A Trace Of Blood — во время записи Entropia у нас с моей женой была неудачная попытка завести ребенка, и это сказалось на нас очень тяжело. Это было одной из самых ужасных вещей, случившихся в моей жизни. Для меня это не было просто потерей какого-то маленького биологического существа, для меня это было потерей нескольких жизней — ребенка и жизни, которая была бы у него/неё, жизней, которые бы были у моей жены и у меня. Наша жизнь сделала очень резкий поворот в тот день и оставить это событие полностью в прошлом я не могу. Мне кажется эта смесь радости, горя и гнева присутствует в музыке и тексте песни.

This Heart of Mine (I Pledge) — это просто песня о любви, которую я написал для моей жены. В этом концепте она представляет веру в силу слов и ритуалов, в силу веры. Некоторые из этих тем возвращаются в дальнейшем развитии концепта чтобы напомнить нам об этой клятве и о том, как иногда хрупка может быть человеческая вера.

Глава II

Undertow — Это одна из самых мрачных песен альбома. Она проста структурой, но сложна эмоциями. Мы пытаемся построить карточный домик начиная с апатии, продвигаясь через спектры грусти, сильного желания, примирения и гнева чтобы пересечь границу истерии и вернуться обратно к апатии — всё время с одним и тем же посланием и просьбой: отпусти меня ("let me go"). Это смесь монолога и диалога при полностью разбитых отношениях. Сейчас мы начинаем понимать, почему мы начали историю в Будапеште.

Rope Ends — Однажды ночью моей жене приснился сон о том, что кто-то из её подруг пыталась совершить самоубийство. Сон был настолько ясным и ярким, что она не могла успокоиться и в конце концов позвонила своей подруге. Оказалось, что она трижды пыталась повеситься в ту самую ночь. Несколько лет спустя так случилось, что я успел ровно вовремя, чтобы вытащить человека из петли. В течение минуты мне не удавалось это сделать и я начал паниковать, пока меня внезапно не осенило, что я могу с помощью своего веса порвать веревку. Хотя сначала мне пришла мысль ринуться в кухню за ножом, чтобы разрезать веревку, я просто не смог выйти из комнаты, оставив в ней человека, висящего под потолком.

Chain Song — танец любви и расставания, различные повороты и мольбы.

Dryad of the Woods — инструментальная композиция для моей жены, которую я написал несколько лет назад. Опять же, контраст между любовью и той странноий ситуацией, которой посвящена концепция.

Глава III

Remedy Lane — еще одна инструментальная композиция, возвращается к некоторым музыкальным темам с разным настроением. Мы снова на дороге излечения ("Remedy Lane"), у нас немного больше осознания происходящего. Беспокойная пульсация этого трека даёт ощущение постоянного поиска, которому посвящена концепция, поиска правды, дабы обрести свободу...

Waking Every God — ...но что такое свобода? Мы снова возвращаемся к первому визиту в Венгрию, о которой вкратце говорилось в начале концепта. Это начало конца или начало другого начала?

Second Love — старая песня, которую я написал когда мне было 15 или 16 лет. Поскольку концепт должен был содержать композицию о том, каково это иметь разбитое сердце в юном возрасте, мне показалось что эта песня как нельзя кстати, так как написана она была, когда я был именно в таком состоянии — она настоящая.

Beyond the Pale — вот мы снова в постели, в отеле, в комнате, с которой мы начали. Нам дали подсказки и намеки на то, почему мы здесь, и эта песня собирает все вместе, открывая слабости человеческого сердца и разума, подвергает сомнению поиски свободы, если они не сопровождены мыслями о том, что она будет значить для окружающих. Раньше мне казалось, что это ужасно если мы не являемся самими собой в достаточной мере, если мы работаем только в отношениях с другими но, в конце концов, может быть именно поэтому всё так, как есть и мы здесь, в окружении других людей? Чтобы делать жизнь других лучше, чтоб вылечить раны друг друга...

Смысл названия альбома (Remedy Lane — путь излечения): В английском языке есть выражение «пройтись дорогой воспоминанией» (take a walk down memory lane) — оно значит посетить места своего прошлого, совершить ностальгическое путешествие. В некотором смысле что-то подобное происходит в этом концепте, но с большим ударением на примирение с прошлым и поиск лекарства (remedy) для кризиса, которому посвящен концепт.

Это еще одна ступень в развитии Pain of Salvation. Одним из наших фирменных элементов наверное станет неделимая смесь глубоких эмоциональных структур и искусной технической архитектуры, а этого на этом альбоме предостаточно как никогда ранее. Если вы ищите команду, которая звучала бы один в один как ваша любимая группа — просто забудьте о нас. Если вы ищете группу, которая заставит вас забыть о любимом бэнде — вот они мы, просто пройдитесь по «пути излечения» пару раз и это изменит вас навсегда...

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  1. Of Two Beginnings
  2. Ending Theme
  3. Fandango
  4. A Trace of Blood
  5. This Heart of Mine
  6. Thorn Clown
  7. Undertow
  8. Rope Ends
  9. Chain Sling
  10. Dryad of the Woods
  11. Remedy Lane
  12. Waking Every God
  13. Second Love
  14. Beyond the Pale

1. Of Two Beginnings

"Can You see him?

Lying alone on that hotel room
but with her still present
in the warm of the sheets
and the taste in his mouth
and the sweet on his skin

He has walked the roads
turning bleak
a child of Entropia
setting himself on fire
seeking a distant past
for a way out

Challenging the concept
freedom
and youth
falling into the undertow

Can You see him now?"

She is twelve I'm only ten
buried in this soft mountain of pillows
Parents away
She asks me have I been touched
Have I done the thing with anyone yet
Silence - a shy no

And there is nothing
That we'd rather share
Than that bodily warmth if we'd dare
But she's already twelve and I am
Just a child
WARM AND SHY

She's so OLD - already twelve and I am only ten
Than was me, young and free, there and then

Now in this hotel room I lie wondering who I am
Never quite as sure after a lie of questioning
Finding out at last that freedom is
A STATE OF MIND
But still not knowing how to get along with this mankind

...finding out at last that freedom is a state of mind...

2. Ending Theme

And so I find myself here once again - first step down Remedy Lane
Budapest you tore my world apart - well, here I am
Worn with rope ends on my mind, torn with blood scarred in my eyes
But now I'm back to shake that from my life

Ending Theme, ending theme
Ripping at the seams, for an opening

Back again at Deak Ter - I know I could have left her there
It was the feeling of leaving myself that I could not bear
The same old hotel room in Pest one night before the Sziget fest
Hungarian Princess will you share my rest?
To rest in my...

ENDING THEME
ENDING THEME
Ripping at the seams, for an opening

to be honest I don't know what I'm looking for - who to be
sitting here as once before, weeks ago - just waiting for a knock on that door
and I have left all I thought was me to find out, to make sure if it was you or me
that made me feel so free and real, but when we kiss I don't know, I just don't know
'cause it leaves a taste of emptiness, and I think What if I'm simply depressed?
blind, just finding rest from my mind here in Budapest?
confusing zest with the joy of being blessed with the bliss of self-escape as we kiss?
and mixing my being unstressed with your being undressed and the taste of being true
with the fresh taste of me and you as we touch? I don't know
but I saw so much of me in you, the me I've missed, the young and free in you
but still, that doesn't mean a thing, may not mean anything about my needing you
but I guess we had to meet, to be near; to make sure, and still my dear
beyond this bed and that door, to be honest, I fear I just don't know

ENDING THEME
ENDING THEME
Fanning flames to dreams of belonging
ENDING THEME
ENDING THEME
Ripping at the seams, for an opening


to be honest I don't know what I'm looking for...
lying here, watching you leave through that door

3. Fandango

Watch them dance...

She is intimacy - a wonder of closeness
Fighting hypocrisy - a lonely child that
Never could believe, yet never give up
On life's insanity
Understanding is all, she fails to find it
She can never fall

All her life she's longed to be weak
All this time on roads turning bleak
Watch her dance...

He is sharpness of mind - a lonely Peter Pan
Always standing behind and from a distance
Looking at a world of love and deceit

This child of air defies every rooftop and tree
Instead of what he's craving for the most
Getting close!

Live that you might find the answers
You can't know before you live

Love and life will give you chances
From your flaws learn to forgive

All his life he's sought to be brave
All this time sought someone to save
Watch him dance...

They are two of a kind
Two children warm and wild
In a world going blind they raise their voices
Speaking for the mute
Building dreams of love finding their way through it
They are turned into myths - a beacon of hope

Live that you might find the answers
You can't know before you live
Love and life will give you chances
From your flaws learn to forgive

ALL HIS (life) HE WAS (just) WISHING
(to) BE TOUCHED (but) TOO SCARED (of)
WHAT HE (de)SIRED
(while) ALL HER (life) SHE WAS (an) OBJECT
(of) GROWN MEN'S (de)SIRE (and) WISHED TO
(be) UNTOUCHED
(now) THEY MUST (try) TO WORK (their)
UNFORGOTTEN sexuality OUT!

Watch them dance...

Always being much more human than they wished to be

They built up a world so wonderful
So pure and tense
Stained only now and then by the blood
Of their young innocence...

All their life on Tolkien's grounds
All their time on islands unfound

Trapped in a Fandango

Watch them dance!
Fandango!

Live that you might find the answers
You can't wait before you live
Love and life will give you chances
From your flaws learn to forgive...

4. A Trace of Blood

Touching ground Going home to those I miss
Safe and sound Weeks of exile turn to bliss
But there's something in her voice When she is calling me
A trace of blood to lead me
Through roads of agony With blood taste in my mouth
And clouds before my eyes
I kneel beside the bed Where my bleeding dryad lies

Three young souls in misery

Hitting ground Nausea wakes me up at dawn
Hopes are found
Dissected, turned and then
Withdrawn
A chair of steel and wire Her legs are open wide
Helpless in myself I stand there cold beside
The doctors stay away Leave us with this dismay
To see the colours of a miracle Fade and turn to gray

Then a cry and rivers of blood Flow so sadly
bringing you
Our dreams pour into a cold tray Two young souls in misery
Missing you

"How quickly the colors change
from blue to red to black
and why am I always away
wrapped up in something
unable to live with all this
love
I ask of the world to leave
to be silent and pretend
that it never happend"

I never knew your name but I will miss you just the same
I was to live for you I lost the will to live at all the day you came
It'll never be the same but I will love you just the same
You were to be the first, how wonderful
Now I will always fear to hope again

The irony of seeing me whispering through her skin
So joyfully To our child there deep within
Or of when she called to me To tell me cheerfully
That she had seen your shape On a hospital screen
And of nurses being concerned That you never moved or turned
Too late we see the warnings Too late we learn

I never saw your face and now you're gone without a trace
Except the trace of blood that's deeply scarred into my eyes To fill your place
It'll never be the same but I will love you just the same
I was prepared to be your father How can I ever prepare for that again?

Still I follow that trace of blood Always leading back to you
Hollow years of damming that flood Two young souls in misery

Missing you... missing you...

5. This Heart of Mine

I lie awake watching your shoulders
Move so softly as you breathe
With every breathe you're growing older
But that is fine if you're with me

I pledge to wake you with a smile
I pledge to hold you when you cry
I pledge to love you till I die
Till I die

The rays of dawn plays on your eyelids
A sleeping beauty dressed in sun

I will wake you with a smile
I will hold you when you cry
I will love you till I die
Till I die
Till I die

I believe this heart of mine when it tells my eyes
That this is beauty
I believe this heart of mine when it tells my mind
That this is reason
I believe this heart of mine when it cries at time
That this is forever
I believe this heart of mine when it tells the skies
That this is the face of God

I lie awake watching your shoulders

6. Thorn Clown

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I dream my dreams at night - my life's a cartoon of black and white
I'm sick of this paint on my face!
I'm always the one to make the show - a laughing clown, wings black as a crow
I carry this large mind with pain
A mind in this world seems in vain

I remember all those years, running through the freedom
What became of the child I used to be?
I remember all those tears, melting my own face and now
It has become the one I thought was yours

Oh, look at this pityful young soul - is he beyond or behind, who knows...
But there's no one to burn at his pace
Contemplating wave lenths in the bath while scorching himself to make us laugh
The beckoning mind cannot be
Insanity might set it free

I remember all those years when I was invincible
What became of the child that used to laugh?
I remember all those fears, bleaching this mild heart and now
It has become the gray I thought was yours

If you'd just let him in, if you would just touch him
He would love, he would grow, he could rest his old soul
Maybe he's difficult but he's beautiful
Wild at heart, troubled mind, torn apart, seeking his kind

7. Undertow

Let me go
Let me go
Let me seek the answer that I need to know
Let me find a way
Let me walk away
Through the Undertow
Please let me go

Let me fly
Let me fly
Let me rise against that blood-red velvet sky
Let me chase it all
Break my wings and fall
Probably survive
So let me fly
Let me fly...

Let me run
Let me run
Let me ride the crest of chance into the sun
You were always there
But you may lose me here
Now love me if you dare
And let me run

I'm alive and I am true to my heart now - I am I,
but why must truth always make me die?

Let me break!
Let me bleed!
Let me tear myself apart I need to breathe!
Let me lose my way!
Let me walk astray!
Maybe to proceed...
Just let me bleed!

Let me drain!
Let me die!
Let me break the things I love I need to cry!
Let me burn it all!
Let me take my fall!
Through the cleansing fire!
Now let me die!
Let me die...

Let me out
Let me fade into that pitch-black velvet night

8. Rope Ends

She is still young...

Another day of emptiness
This life is wearing her down
The room around her is a mess
Her children safe with her mom

She is still young but feeling old
Two children with different fathers
She sits on the bathroom floor alone
The shower chain broke
Her neck hurts

Then another night of emptiness to wear her down
Naked to the world she wraps her sadness in a gown
Her children fast asleep she sears the dark with glassy eyes
Choosing carefully among her husband's business ties

"Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties
Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes
But life holds her hand, refusing to let go
Leaving her breathing on the floor

They're still asleep don't hear her cry
And she's still obsessed with rope ends
This time she picks a stronger tie
With Winnie the Pooh and friends

She is still young but feeling old
A child dying to be a mother
Now she hangs from the ceiling all alone
All pressure is falling from her

Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's raised on disbelief
Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief
She has learnt all that there is to know about hopelessness
Seeing that no effort in this world can stand her test

"Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties
Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes
And Winnie is strong, would never let her fall
Prevents her from breathing till she's not there at all
But life holds her hands, refusing to let go
Leaving her breathing on the floor

Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's raised on disbelief
Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief
She has learnt all that there is to know about helplessness
Seeing that no caring in this world can ease her stress

Helpless she lies in rope ends and undies
Unseeing eyes fixating Eeyore's smile
"Over!" she cries as she's going unblind
Still in this life
Still in this troubled mind
The ceiling let go, the old house let her fall
Dropping her breathing to the hard cold floor
Hitting her head - a broken china soul
Red stains on porcelain and she's not there at all

Breathing she cries for rope ends and silk ties
Beautiful eyes Piglet stands shy behind
Broken she lies undead and unblind
Beautiful life
Beautiful crying young eyes
Blackened and bruised, learning how to see
Staring at her tooth - crimsoned ivory
Hours they pass this broken china soul
Red stains on porcelain
And she's not there at all...

"...and years later I would find You hanging
alas the subte irony in shortering life with an extension lead
before I could get You down I died so many times...
thoughts about running to the kitchen for a knife to cut You down
but I learned that there is no way of leaving the room
when someone is hanging from the ceiling
Your body just won't allow You that rest
You stay
to watch her face slowly turn blue
finally to let You weight add to hers
doubling the burden
awaking her to the burden
that brough her there in the first place:
LIFE"

"The Sisters of Solitude...

They love and hurt, break and are broken, the sisters of solitude
They cannot shake the dust from the ground
Cannot rise from the ashes, the sisters of solitude
They reach out to embrace the world, good and evil, weak and strong
They will settle for nothing less, the sisters of solitude
They love that they be loved, give that they be given
Hurt that they get hurt, the sisters of solitude
Hence, one loses weight by the second
Throws up what she can instead of what she cannot
Hence, two have tried to hang themselves, too strong to shut life out
Yet too weak to live it
Hence, the little one dissapears, melts into the walls, stands back
Agrees, unsatisfied
They all carry the end of the world in their chests
Heirs of sadness and irony, of settling for less, of bitter consent
Of mothers and mothers of solitude
They all carry to break free, the sisters of solitude
I fear them all so...
I love them all so..."

9. Chain Sling

"Please let me be yours please never leave
Please stay here close to me
All love we shared where is it now?
Please let me be better than I was
Please don't give up on us
The thought of leaving you - I don't know how"

"I can feel the pain you have inside
I see it in your eyes
Those eyes that used to shine for me
I can feel the wildness in your heart
That's tearing us apart
My love how can I help if you don't want me?"

"There is nothing you can do to help me now
I am lost within myself as so many times before
There's nothing you can do to ease my pain
I am so, so sorry but if you love me you must let go"

Two young souls in the dance of a chain sling
Love once born from the ink of Solitude
Bidding to dance in the swing of a rope end
Walking their Remedy Lane
trough this interlude of pain

Who will be there now?
When I lose one true love?
(When I lose my love)
I am falling now
Darkness below and above

There is nothing you can do to help me now
I am lost within myself as so many times before
There's nothing you can do to ease my pain
I am so, so sorry but if you love me you must let go

Two young souls in the dance of a chain sling
Love once born from the ink of Solitude
Bidding to dance in the swing of a rope end
Walking their Remedy Lane through this interlude of pain

Who will be there now When I lose my one true love?
(I am falling now)
Have I lost Myself? To love someone else...

"Please let me be yours please never leave
Please stay here close to me
All love we shared where is it now?
Please let me be better than I was
Please don't give up on us
The thought of leaving you..."

I DO NOT KNOW HOW

10. Dryad of the Woods

"Then came a girl
A dryad of the woods
with a sing over her door saying
"If you enter
You must forgive me everything!"
With a heart too big and brave
To let me dissapear
And still I hear
"May I sleep at your feet?"
And so she went over my fence
And reached out a hand
That I had to take
That I just had to take

...love
never let me
lose that love
never let me
lose that love
never let me
lose that love
never...

Sometimes, forgiving will
just take you one step too far
and you find yourself on Remedy Lane

Sometimes forgiving is too much
like self abuse

Sometimes forgiving leaves
too much sear tissue behind

Even if I could one day learn
to forgive you everything
Could I learn to forgive myself?

probably
I simply
didn't
understand
the full
notion of
the world
forgive"

11. Remedy Lane

"yes
I am in love
I wanted to
find out
right?
...but...
in love
with whom
or with what?

to love to a city
to the flesh
to the past
to the laugh
uncontrolled
to myself again
and suddenly I know
that this is dangerous"

12. Waking Every God

Ticking... Ticking... Wishing... wishing...
Standing here in Buda trying to explain
To myself and to the girl beside
Why I feel so weightless and free from all my pain
Telling yourself that you're here inside
For the wind is in my hair as we are on this sun hot roof
And far below the Danube passes as we talk
And I'd like to think that this is what you wanted me to find
This happiness could help us rebuild what we've lost

Calling - walking every god
Falling - love is my blood
Breathing - love is life unbound
Kneeling - let me tread its ground
Trough her eyes I can see who you used to be
Trough my eyes she can see
What that feeling means to me

Oh, ticking...
Wishing I was stronger - wishing I was whole
Wishing I was someone that I'm not
And I wish that I could linger to the faith I used to have
Wishing of myself to be a god
I'm wishing to be a god!

Calling - waking every god
Falling - love is in my blood
Breathing - love is life unbound
Kneeling - let me tread its ground
Through her eyes I can see who I used to be
Through my eyes she can see
Numb anxiety

Love take me home
Life shake me home!

13. Second Love

"We are eleven and she is the love of my life
But one week from now she will turn her back on me
Four years from now she will give me hope, then sleep with my best friend
Five years from now it is the two of us but by then there is nothing
left of this aching love amd this soaring love.
But I don't know that now
Because we are eleven and she is the love of my life."

Day after day
Nothing's changed you're far away
But I need you to know that I can't sleep anymore
By the nights
Night after night
The stars are shining so bright
Though our pain is larger than the universe tonight

I want you to know I can't sleep anymore
By the nights
By the nights
Day after day I want you to say
That you're mine
You are mine

Year after year
Tear after tear
I feel like my heart will break in two
You came like a wind I couldn't defend
You cut my heart so deeply
The scars won't mend

I'll never believe in love anymore
After this
After this
Can never change or rearrange
What we lost
What we lost


Time after time
I am wasting my time
Living in a past where I was strong
But now I am gone
I leave no shadow when I'm alone
I'll stay forever in my dreams where you are near

Want you to know I can't sleep anymore
By the nights
By the nights
Day after day I want you to say
That you're mine
You're mine

>14. Beyond The Pale

And SEX was always there from when I was only eight years - tempting me leave thirsty
Sweat, skin, a PULSE divine to balance this restless MIND - it seemed so wonderfully physical
Oh the BLOOD, the lust, the bodies that color the world: all drugs to die for! Won't you share my fire?
How can LOVE make that world a minefield of forbidden GROUND?
A map of untouchable skin and SILENCED desire?

And love was there in vain, PROFOUND and deep but traced with pain - too early for a child of TEN
Loving the pure and sane he sought the goddess unstained - watching them turn to flesh again
HUNGRY for both the PURITY and SIN
Life seemed to him merely like a GALLERY of how to be
And he was always much more HUMAN than he wished to be
But there is a LOGIC to his world, if they could only see

Wishing - Sickened - Ill - Ticking

SOMEONE still this hunger (it's in my blood) always growing stronger (ticking)
BUDAPEST I'm learning, Budapest you're burning me

This is not who I wanted to be, this is not what I wanted to see
She's so young so why don't I feel free now that she is here under me?

Naked - Touching - Soft - Clutching

And then after all it lead me here to wake up again
Seeking a love that might make me feel free in myself but then it proves to be
Something that hurts inside when we touch, so I move on, I lose my way
Astray I'm trying too much to feel unchained, to burn out this sense of feeling cold
And every day I seek my prey: someone to taste and to hold
I feel alive during the split second when they smile and meet my eyes
But I could cry 'cause I feel broken inside!
COME and DROWN with me- the UNDERTOW will sweep us away!
And you will see that I'm ADDICTED to my HONESTY
Trust! 'Cause after all my sense of TRUTH once brought me here
But I've LOST control and I don't know if I am true to my soul
I've lost CONTROL and I don't know if I am true to my soul
Losing control and I don't know if I am TRUE AT ALL

And we were always much more human than we wished to be...
And I remember when you said you've been UNDER him - I was suprised to feel such pain
And all those years of being faithful to YOU despite the hunger flowing through my veins
And I have always tried to calm things down - SWALLOW down swallow down
"It's just another small THORN in my crown"
But suddenly one day there was too much blood in my eyes, and I had to take this WALK down
REMEDY LANE of whens and whys...

Empty - Licking - Clean - Choking

SOMEONE still this hunger (possessing my mind) always growing stronger (craving)
BUDAPEST I'm learning, Budapest I'm burning me
This is not who I wanted to be, this is not what I wanted to see
She's so young so why I don't feel free now that she's under me?
In the morning she's going away in a Budapest taxi I've paid
Seeking freedom I touched the untouched - it's too much - I'm BEYOND THE PALE...

Prematurity is the story of both you and me, and we were always much more human than we wished to be
Prematurity is truly the story of both you and me, and we were always much more human than we wished to be
We were always much more human than we wished to be - we were always much more human than we wished to be
We will always be more human then we wish to be

WE WILL ALWAYS BE SO MUCH MORE HUMAN THAN WE WISH TO BE...