Methods Of Silence (1989)
| One Fine Day |  |
| Love Is A Shield | |
| Anyone | |
| Your Skinhead Is The Dream | |
| On Islands | |
| Feeling Down | |
| Sooner Than We Think | |
| A Picture Of Life | |
| Les Rues | |
| Rue De Moorslede |
ONE FINE DAY
I hear your spirit calling,I hold your hand
and see you falling
into the debris of it all.
We're making love
and living in dreams,
we crash through walls,
but no one wants to
hear the screams,
and no one knows the way
or where it ends.
Anytime, any day, we may find a way
One fine day.
LOVE IS A SHIELD
Love is a shield,to hide behind,
love is a field
to grow inside,
and when I sometimes close my eyes
my mind starts spinning round.
Love is a baby
in a mother's arms,
love is your breath
which makes me warm,
and when I sometimes close my eyes,
my mind starts spinning round.
There is a feeling
that flows through me,
when you are near
you make it real
and we could live for this ideal.
And all the pictures we run through,
seem to be perfect,
seem to be true.
But nothing is quite forever,
especially staying together.
Love is a shield,
to hide behind,
love is a field
to grow inside,
and when I sometimes close my eyes
my mind starts spinning round.
Love is a baby
in a mother's arms,
love is your breath
which makes me warm,
and when I sometimes close my eyes,
my mind starts spinning round.
I don't care now
what comes along,
what counts is us,
no matter what will be,
just this naivety.
The changing words we're taking in,
seem to be perfect,
seem to win.
But nothing is quite forever,
especially staying together.
ANYONE
You can feel the pain,can feel the handcuffs
binding me.
And on the way
I'll try to escape,
you tell me
how you want me to bleed.
And you know it's true
that you hate me too
that I feel
the way I do,
I torture you.
Now i know it's time
to change your mind,
that you stop to hate
me when I smile.
We should speak it out
'cause there are ways
to meet again,
from time to time.
The world is dark
from your point of view,
try to see me just
like anyone.
We have shared the blame
and started to find
ourselves again.
And while I try
to find a way,
you tell me
how you want me to bleed.
And you know it's true
that you hate me too
that I feel
the way I do,
I torture you.
Now I know it's time
to change your mind,
that you stop to hate
me when I smile.
We should speak it out
'cause there are ways to meet again,
from time to time.
The world is dark
from your point of view,
try to see me just
like anyone.
YOUR SKINHEAD IS THE DREAM
You head was the reasonI spoke to you
and then
it was your smile
that made me sure.
Our alliance is
like China
and that is why
I'm full of fear
that something
will get broken,
which is so fragile here.
Come on my little dwarf.
ON ISLANDS
On islandswe all run
onto islands
in the sun
and the sun to
is an island
with islands
all around
we're all islands
in the sea
and the islands
want to reach
other islands
passing by
an island
in the sky
on islands
everywhere
all the islands
ever there
are all waiting
on an island
that island
stands alone
on islands
on islands
on islands
on islands
FEELING DOWN
I know I've lostthe neve to fight with you;
feeling down,
turning round,
breaking down.
I know I've lost
the strength to fight with you;
breaking down,
I'm chained and bound,
'cause of you.
But you won't see it,
I can't stay with you.
And you should taste
the bitterness in me;
these feelings you can't ignore.
I know I've lost
the nerve to fight with you;
I know I've lost
the strength to fight with you.
The first time
that my feet touched unknown ground:
secret ways,
secret days,
a waste of time.
The first time
I confronted all your doubts
hidden thoughts,
was it just
a waste of time?
Well you just smiled
and threw it all away.
Now you must have
the wounds I had before:
these feelings you can't ignore.
The first time
that my feet touched unknown ground:
The first time
I confronted all your doubts.
SOONER THAN WE THINK
Take off your shoes,walk with me
on the mossy forest ground
to those places out of bounds.
Taste my skin,
explore me,
under the shadowy forest's roof,
making moves.
Sooner than we think
an endless day goes by.
Sooner than we think
these moments we'll deny.
So now we walk on thorns
and in the end we're torn
apart by all this loneliness.
The wind blows through your hair,
drifts you away.
In the dying forest's light
you disappear from sight.
A PICTURE OF LIFE
A fine young man,a picture of life,
dislikes himself
in the mirror.
We saw him off,
we talked of love,
we talked of sin
and forgot him.
A fine young man,
a picture of life,
died alone
in the gutter.
We drank the wine,
we felt the pain,
but no one felt
like his mother.
Father's not there,
a coward's choice,
he scorned his son,
so inhuman!
We shook our heads
and turned away,
we also denied
that we knew him.
LES RUES
Nous marchons dans les rues.Sans trouver ni les gares,
ni les trains
qui nous meneraient
la ou nos reves et la realite
ne font qu'un,
la ou nos fantomes
et nos pensees prennent forme.
En essayant d'eviter de prendre le train
ou en cherchant des raccourcis,
nous nous bercons d'illusions,
il n'y a pas d'autres moyens d'aller
la ou nos reves et la realite
ne font qu'un,
la ou nos fantomes et nos
pensees prennent forme.
Evidemment,
chacun espere l'arrivee du train de ses reves,
chacun espere attenindre enfin sa destination.
Et nous vivons tous dans nune gare immense.
