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Sep 16, 2009


Herbsttag

Herr: es ist Zeit. Der Sommer war sehr groß.
Leg deinen Schatten auf die Sonnenuhren,
und auf den Fluren laß die Winde los.

Befiehl den letzten Früchten voll zu sein;
gib ihnen noch zwei südlichere Tage,
dränge sie zur Vollendung hin und jage
die letzte Süße in den schweren Wein.

Wer jetzt kein Haus hat, baut sich keines mehr.
Wer jetzt allein ist, wird es lange bleiben,
wird wachen, lesen, lange Briefe schreiben
und wird in den Alleen hin und her
unruhig wandern, wenn die Blätter treiben.

Rainer Maria Rilke

I was flicking through the channels on the TV,
On a Sunday in Milwaukee in the rain.
Trying to piece together conversations,
trying to find out where to lay the blame.

But when it comes right down to it,
there’s no use trying to pretend.
For when it gets right down to it,
there’s no one here that’s left to blame.
Blame it on me, you can blame it on me,
We’re just sugar mice in the rain.

I heard Sinatra calling me down through the floorboards,
where you pay a quarter for a partnership in rhyme,
to the jukebox crying in the corner,
while the waitress is counting out the time.

For when it comes right down to it,
there’s no use trying to pretend.
For when it gets right down to it,
there’s no one really left to blame.
Blame it on me, you can blame it on me,
We’re just sugar mice in the rain.

I know what I feel, I know what I want,
I know what I am, daddy took a raincheck.
Cos’ I know what I want, know what I feel and I know what I need,
daddy took a raincheck, your daddy took a raincheck.
Ain’t no one in here that’s left to blame but me,
blame it on me, blame it on me.

Well the toughest thing that I ever did,
was to talk to the kids on the phone.
When I heard them asking questions,
I knew that you were all alone.
Can’t you understand that the government left me out of work.
I just couldn’t stand the looks on the faces saying what a jerk.

So if you want my address it’s number one at the end of the bar
Where I sit with the broken angels,
clutching at straws and nursing our scars.
Blame it on me, blame it on me.
Sugar mice in the rain,
Your daddy took a raincheck
Your daddy took a raincheck

Sugar Mice by Marillion

And it was morning
And I found myself mourning,
For a childhood that I thought had disappeared
I looked out the window
And I saw a magpie in the rainbow, the rain had gone
I’m not alone, I turned to the mirror
I saw you, the child, that once loved
The child before they broke his heart
Our heart, the heart that I believed was lost

Hey you, surprised? More than surprised
To find the answers to the questions
Were always in your own eyes

Do you realise that you give it on back to her?
But that would only be retraced in all the problems that you ever knew
So untrue
For she’s got to carry on with her life
And you’ve got to carry on with yours

So I see it’s me, I can do anything
And I’m still the child
Cos’ the only thing misplaced was direction
And I found direction
There is no childhood’s end
You are my childhood friend, lead me on

Hey you, you’ve survived. Now you’ve arrived
To be reborn in the shadow of the magpie

Now you realise, that you’ve got to get out of here
You’ve found the leading light of destiny, burning in the ashes of your memory
You want to change the world
You’d resigned yourself to die a broken rebel
But that was looking backward
Now you’ve found the light

You, the child that once loved
The child before they broke his heart
Our heart, the heart that I believed was lost

So it’s me I see, I can do anything.
I’m still the child
Cos’ the only thing misplaced was direction
And I found direction
There is no childhood’s end
I am your childhood friend, lead me on

Childhood’s End by Marillion



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