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Deep Waters
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Didn’t know any boating
didn't know how to swim
could have just been floating
in the waters I was in.
Amidst everybody
I lost my way home
I thought I’d be somebody
if I managed on my own
if I did it alone.
Call it a naive endeavour
which I ventured on
Solely focused on my goal
the path was hard and long.
Cliffs are not made of gold, standing bold.
Burnt bridges far too old, my strongholds.
Deep waters seem wordless
but they have a message for you,
a message for you.
All the riches in the world
can’t buy me what matters.
Handled with too little care
pure happiness shatters.
Built castles meant to last, from the past.
New ships are sailing fast, to the vast:
Deep waters seem wordless
but they have a message for you,
a message for you.
Riding on those waves
of comfort now and then
Rowing in these shallow
stretches when oh when.
Deep waters seem wordless
but they have a message for you,
a message for you.
Deep waters seem wordless
but they have a message for you,
a message for you.
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Turn of Tides
03:18
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Every wave hits the shore
like a breath, a breath for more,
more, more, more.
Perfect timing of a special stroke.
Are you ready for a mighty show?
Hear the punchline of a secret joke.
Answering rows from the broken bow.
Every wave hits the shore
like a breath, a breath for more,
more, more, more.
La la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la la la la la.
Interaction plays a lively ton.
Growing sparkles, light begins to roll.
Levels rising, fireworks of foam.
Curtains up for such unseen control,
unseen control, unseen.
Every wave hits the shore
like a breath, a breath for more,
more, more, more.
La la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la la la la la.
Turn on, turn on, I want to turn the tides.
Turn on, turn on, turn of tides.
Turn on, turn on, I want to turn the tides.
Turn on, turn on, turn of tides.
Turn of Tides. Turn of Tides. Turn of Tides.
Every wave hits the shore
like a breath, a breath for more,
more, more, more.
Every wave hits the shore
like a breath, a breath for more,
more, more.
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Heaven and Ocean Blue
03:48
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Have you ever wondered
how the man got to the sea?
How he turned in all these years
into something we call free?
Breaking chains and bounds
leaving things behind
especially the past
those are dark times.
He looks and seeks
where the sea and the sky meet
waiting for the new
Heaven and Ocean Blue.
There’s a tiny stone cottage
where he spends his nights.
He needs all his fiery strength
to win his inner fights.
When the morning comes at last
he stands outside
watching waves at dawn
till the sunrise.
He looks and seeks
where the sea and the sky meet
waiting for the new
Heaven and Ocean Blue.
He has found
what he was hoping for.
Wishfullness
for the best.
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New Hope
03:01
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One foot tangled in the wreck
I cannot reach the surface.
Seaweed loops around my neck
death throws me an air kiss.
How did I believe
I could go ahead with this?
Far away the hidden winds blow
I am at their mercy.
A boat of new hope was for me to row
lies beyond the sea.
Day for day I built my life
left the shards behind me.
It broke apart but I survived
inching forward slowly.
How could I believe
that this journey rescues me?
Far away the hidden winds blow
I am at their mercy.
A boat of new hope was for me to row
lies beyond the sea.
I realise with despair
survival is close by.
Seaweed just grows where
the coast is so nigh.
Far away the hidden winds blow
I am at their mercy.
A boat of new hope was for me to row
lies beyond the sea.
Far away the hidden winds blow
I am at their mercy.
A boat of new hope was for me to row
lies beyond the sea.
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Travelling Man
03:39
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On the water and the shoals
he travels where his route unfolds
and time can’t be told.
He’s been to the worlds end
the sea is his best friend
this way he doesn’t get old.
Have you not heard of him?
He’s the travelling man.
He’s got a little sailing boat
which takes him safely in a float
from shore to shore
without greed.
He always knows his polar star
seems he keeps it in a jar
to let it out when he’s in need.
So, don’t you worry about him
he’s the travelling man.
Every now and then he disappears for a while
trav’lling far far far far and wide
with a broadened smile
luck by his side.
His skin is weathered, he looks so tough
but his heart is filled with love
he says there’s beauty everywhere.
He lends a hand where he can help
and claims happiness can be felt
solely when it’s shared.
Have you not spoken to him?
He’s the travelling man.
Travelling Man.
Travelling Man.
Travelling Man.
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How You Have Grown
03:23
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Run better run better run better run
when it’s done before your out of breaths.
Gone you have gone you have gone you have gone
flicked it on put yourself to a test.
Rest is for you a waste of time no more.
Love is real when shown,
it begins within you.
Look how you have grown,
when you give yourself some
Love is real when shown,
it begins within you.
Look how you have grown
when you give yourself some love.
Fun why have fun why have fun why have fun
in the sun? ‘Cause it makes up life.
One remains one remains one remains one
what a con if you just count tries.
Sighs are for you a waste of time no more.
Love is real when shown,
it begins within you.
Look how you have grown,
when you give yourself some
Love is real when shown,
it begins within you.
Look how you have grown
when you give yourself some love.
With all the fights you have to face
there is help to be embraced.
Love is real when shown,
it begins within you.
Look how you have grown,
when you give yourself some love.
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Lighthouse
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There’s a lonely hilltop
on the cliffs by the sea.
It was called the ‘Old Hangman’
for centuries.
It looks down on raging waters
which are stirred by hidden rocks
reaching miles into the ocean
it was named ‘Death Lock’.
To give the Hangman a new meaning
the whole village from close by
set to build a stonern lighthouse
as a beacon of life.
And the ward was a woman
who had lost her love and heart
in a storm years ago
she still keeps a hopeful spark.
In that spirit she climbs up there
sure to start the fiery light
then she’ll watch from the tower
in the dead of night.
Many months and moons later
she still creeps up those stairs
it takes longer and longer
but she doesn’t despair.
Then the day comes at last
and she lies down to die
both her hands clutch her chest
there is hope in her eyes.
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Chasing round the world, boarding trains and getting off.
Messaging, listening to your voice far of.
Falling in love didn’t happen in a stance
but still since then, it has been a beautiful dance.
Your kiss is like the air I breathe.
Your eyes are like the depths I seek.
Your thought, your mind are what impress,
big heart, good will and such kindness.
Lying down and watching the trees
how they swerve in the gentle breeze.
How many lands and how many seas
would stop us being you and me?
Thinking about the length of time sideways in space,
whispering, tickling your ear and my face.
Touching hands, touching lips and then I gasp:
“This is something that is going to last.”
We tread the ground on the hill top.
You look at me and I smile back.
Hand signing the love between our hearts.
Exchanging bits and leaving parts.
Lying down and watching the trees
how they swerve in the gentle breeze.
How many lands and how many seas
would stop us being you and me?
Lying down and watching the trees
how they swerve in the gentle breeze.
How many lands and how many seas
would stop us being you and me?
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Dream of You
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As a little boy I dreamt of lollipops
flying in my mouth that the sweetness never stops.
I didn’t think I’d meet someone so sweet
but it happened by chance of a heartbeat.
We sat on your couch when we first kissed
it was something new, something I had missed.
You made me feel right at home
and our love started to be set in stone.
I dream of you, do you too dream of those
you cherish and you love?
I dream of you, it must be true that I
simply cannot get enough.
Holding on to you is like holding on to rocks
you don’t budge, you can’t be knocked.
What a treat to have such support.
When I’m in trouble all we need to do is talk.
I dream of you, do you too dream of those
you cherish and you love?
I dream of you, it must be true that I
simply cannot get enough.
Every word I said, I mean.
‘Cause with you I’m living my dream.
I dream of you, do you too dream of those
you cherish and you love?
I dream of you, it must be true that I
simply cannot get enough.
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Feel the breeze on my face
but I stay and stand motionless.
My eyes wonder to waves
and sea spray dancing at their best.
There’s this ling’ring disbelief
that this could be unreal.
Have you ever felt awake like this?
What am I here? What am I here for?
Have you ever seen something like this?
What am I here? What am I here for?
Touch the sand and grow cold
as I go closer to the water.
There’s a shock but I’m bold
and I throw myself under water.
All at once I am revived
and so alive and real.
Have you ever felt awake like this?
What am I here? What am I here for?
Have you ever seen something like this?
What am I here? What am I here for?
Why am I here? Am I near true meaning?
What do I fear? Is it the sheer true meaning?
Have you ever felt awake like this?
What am I here? What am I here for?
Have you ever seen something like this?
What am I here? What am I here for?
Have you ever felt awake like this?
What am I here? What am I here for?
Have you ever seen something like this?
What am I here? What am I here for?
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Come True
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Have you ever taken the skateboard
and raced down the hill?
I mean what a thrill.
But then the fear kicked in
now more than ever before.
Times have changed and so have we.
We hardly let ourselves roam free.
Take my hand I will show you
where we can dream.
And we’ll paint every detail
so it will seem to come true.
With all my silliness
I know how I must come across
like a boss.
I really don’t care about whether
people judge the way I am
when they’re not a fan.
Let’s hold on to the child in us
and make it worth kicking up a fuss.
Take my hand I will show you
where we can dream.
And we’ll paint every detail
so it will seem to come true.
A world without fantasy
is hopeless and lost.
We need to keep it
alive at any cost.
Take my hand I will show you
where we can dream.
And we’ll paint every detail
so it will seem to come true.
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We’ve been friends since who knows when.
How can a few years seem like forever?
They are forever.
Made amends with good intent
we tried everything and we worked together,
all together.
Even if the sky is burning tears or red and blue.
Even if it comes to pass whatever we might do.
I’m lucky at the end I’ll be with you.
We kept looking around,
being stunned by what we found
and saw so much more.
Squeezing our eyes wide shut from the lies,
wide shut from the wise
and swore, but what for?
Even if the sky is burning tears or red and blue.
Even if it comes to pass whatever we might do.
I’m lucky at the end I’ll be with you.
All in all, call for call, we’re going
wall on wall, up we crawl just to fall.
Even if the sky is burning tears or red and blue.
Even if it comes to pass whatever we might do.
I’m lucky at the end I’ll be with you.
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Start to Sing
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Why do I constantly compare myself to others?
Self esteem seems on a break,
my self doubts work undercover.
I call quits to these mind games
and pour away the bucket of shame.
Start to sing and I start to dance
I know I can, ‘cause I am who I am.
Start to sing and I start to dance
I know I can, aw I am who I am.
Bada bap ba bada bada bada ba
bada bada ba bap bap ba. Uh.
Bada bap ba ba da bada bada ba
bada bada ba bap bap ba.
I’m told in a zillion ways that I’m not enough
by something we call rules, I call their bluff.
This annoys me to the bone
I am sure that I’m not alone.
Start to sing and I start to dance
I know I can, ‘cause I am who I am.
Start to sing and I start to dance
I know I can, ‘cause aw I am who I am.
Expectations and made up norms
tryna press us in some form.
They’re not worth living for
I don’t look back in anger no more
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.
Attention please: the world has so much beauty,
so much love and so much more.
Start to sing and I start to dance
I know I can, ‘cause I am who I am.
Start to sing and I start to dance
I know I can, ‘cause I am who I am.
Start to sing and I start to dance
I know I can, ‘cause I am who I am.
Start to sing and I start to dance
I know I can, ‘cause aw I am who I am.
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Ludwig Wright Berlin, Germany
Ludwig Wright is an Anglo German songwriter, poet and performer putting Rock ’n’ Roll into Folk with sing-along melodies. Musically the child of Elvis Presley and Joni Mitchell he has played over 200 concerts, has released three albums and co-wrote and sang a song for the motion picture “The Flying Classroom”. ... more
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