Musik erhellt die Seele

Oder verstaerkt Gefuehle noch.

Momentan gerne gehoert. Stimmungsvoll, ein kleines bisschen schwermuetig, sehr tragend.

Boys of Summer- The Ataris
California- Phantom Planet
Time of Your Life (Acoustic)- Green Day
Sailing to Philadelphia- Mark Knopfler
Jesus He Knows Me- Genesis
No Light, No Light- Florence + The Machine
What’s up- 4 non blondes
Kryptonite- 3 Doors Down
Wherever You Will Go- The Calling
Swing Life Away- Rise Against
Can you feel the love tonight- Elton John
Weit ist der Weg- Element of Crime
Pieces- Sum 41
Tage Wie Diesen- Die Toten Hosen

Diese Liste kommt und geht und bleibt mir treu wenn mir danach ist. Was Musik nicht alles kann. Genial.

Tuesday’s Gone

Tuesday’s Gone
Metallica

Just felt like this is the song of my evening….

Train, roll on, on down the line
Won’t you, please, take me far, far away
Now I feel the wind blow, outside my door
And I’m, I’m leaving my woman at home (my baby’s gone)

Tuesday’s gone with the wind, yeah
My baby’s gone, gone with the wind
Long gone

And I don’t know, where I’m going
I just want to be, left alone (ooh, yeah)
When this train ends, I’ll try again, ooh
I’m leaving my woman at home (home)
My baby’s gone

Tuesday’s gone with the wind
Tuesday’s gone (long gone) with the wind, yeah
Tuesday’s gone, gone with the wind, yeah
My baby’s gone with the wind
Train, roll on
Jump on

Tuesday’s gone with the wind,
Tuesday’s gone, long gone with the wind
My baby’s gone with the wind
Train, roll on

Train, roll on, many miles from my home
See I’m, I’m riding my blues, babe, blues away yeah
Tuesday, you see, ooh, she had to be free
But somehow I’ve got to, to carry on (my baby’s gone)

Tuesday’s gone with the wind
Tuesday’s gone (long gone) with the wind
Tuesday’s gone
Tuesdays gone with the wind
My baby’s gone with the wind
Train, roll on
Train, roll on
Ride on train
Ride on train
Ride on train
Train ride on yeah
Train roll on
The train it rolls on
Train roll on
Train roll on
Lord, I can’t change
Lord, I can’t change
I can’t change
Lord, I can’t change
Lord, I can’t change
Train roll on
Ride on train yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah
I can’t change
Train roll on
Ride on train
Lord, I cant change
Lord, I cant change
ride on train

Volbeat – We

It´s good to be here, long time no see my dear
I took the run out to the road to find a way
But the loneliness broke into tears
I believe I was wrong but baby
now I know your love is not a thing
You throw out in the cold and walked away
I´m so sorry, please say you forgive

Close your eyes baby and lend me your finger
Together we walk out as one
No lonely nights, broken promises or fights will
return anymore

I remember a time I believe was fine
But inside my heart broke down in two
Something inside starts to burn like a fire
And I knew it was you

We´re broken and damned
But together we´ll find a way
And no longer shall hell awaits
We will seek all the light in the day
Cause forever our love will breathe

Close your eyes baby and lend me your finger
Together we walk out as one
No lonely nights, broken promises or fights will
return anymore

I remember a time I believe was fine
But inside my heart broke down in two
Something inside starts to burn like a fire
And I knew it was you

We´re broken and damned
But together we´ll find a way
And no longer shall hell awaits
We will seek all the light in the day
Cause forever our love will breathe

We´re broken and damned
But together we´ll find a way
And no longer shall hell awaits
We will seek all the light in the day
Cause forever our love will breathe

Broilers – Ich bin bei Dir

Deine Türme stürzen ein und die Scheiße, die liegt hier,
kümmer dich nicht um den Dreck,denn ich bin bei dir.
Nimm den schlimmsten Fall der Fälle und ich bieg ihn zurecht,
zeig den Mittelfinger, diese Welt ist schlecht.
Dass der Weg nicht immer gerade ist, das weiß ich doch auch,
auch du bist immer da, wenn ich dich brauch‘.
Liegst du tief am Boden, dann helf‘ ich dir auf,
ich geh für dich unter und ich geh für dich drauf.

Und wenn du fällst,
bin ich bei dir,
und wenn du fällst, bin ich bei dir.

Die Welt stürzt ein, begräbt dich hier,
kümmer dich nicht um den Dreck, ich bin bei dir.
Hol‘ dich da raus, zieh dich ans Licht,
ich bin bei dir, verlass dich nicht.

Die Welt stürzt ein, begräbt dich hier,
kümmer dich nicht um den Dreck, ich bin bei dir.
Hol‘ dich da raus, zieh dich ans Licht,
ich bin bei dir, verlass dich nicht.

Das ist dein Weg und du sinkst hier nicht nieder,
klappt es heute nicht, dann kommst du morgen wieder.
Wenn du nichts mehr siehst, dann seh‘ ich für uns zwei
Und wenn du stecken bleibst, spreng ich dir den Weg frei.
Und hat nichts mehr Bestand in dieser Welt,
dann gibt es noch das, was uns zusammen hält.
Das ist unser Leben und wir leben es spürbar,
in dieser Nacht sind wir unzerstörbar!

Und wenn du fällst,
bin ich bei dir,
und wenn du fällst, bin ich bei dir.

Die Welt stürzt ein, begräbt dich hier,
kümmer dich nicht um den Dreck, ich bin bei dir.
Hol‘ dich da raus, zieh dich ans Licht,
ich bin bei dir, verlass dich nicht.

Die Welt stürzt ein, begräbt dich hier,
kümmer dich nicht um den Dreck, ich bin bei dir.
Hol‘ dich da raus, zieh dich ans Licht,
ich bin bei dir, verlass dich nicht.

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Fuer ein paar Menschen in meinem Leben.

Ihr wisst, dass ihr gemeint seid. Ganz aktuell, weil alle doof sind. Oder eben ‚chronisch‘, weil es ohne einander nicht geht.

Die Toten Hosen – Call of the Wild

It’s dry, it’s dusty, the nights are long and cold.
Your life is like a desert, you’re scared of growing old.
You can hear the clock ticking like a hammer on a stone,
remember this – you’re not alone, you’re not alone, you’re not alone.

Come on! Can you hear it?
The call of the wild.
Stand up now and fight back,
wipe off their plastic smiles.

You crawled out of the ocean, your pulse was slow and weak.
Got up on your two legs, put on clothes and learned to speak.
Ended up abandoned in a place that they call „home“.
Remember this – you’re not alone, you’re not alone, you’re not alone.

Come on! Can you hear it?
The call of the wild.
Stand up now and fight back,
wipe off their plastic smiles.
Why listen to the losers who still treat you like a child?
Better find another station,
tune in to the call of wild,
the call of wild.

They’ll tell you that they love you, like a spider loves a fly.
Promise you you’re safe but never look you in the eye.
Manipulated, regulated, crippled and controlled,
remember this – you’re not alone, you’re not alone, you’re not alone.

Come on! Can you hear it?
The call of the wild.
Stand up and fight back
and kill their plastic smiles.
Why listen to the losers who still treat you like a child?
Tune in to the call of the wild,
call of the wild.

pink floyd – wish you were here

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Mark Knopfler – Sailing to Philadelphia

Mark Knopfler: Sailing To Philadelphia

I am Jeremiah Dixon
I am a Geordie Boy
A glass of wine with you, sir
And the ladies I’ll enjoy
All Durham and Northumberland
Is measured up by my own hand
It was my fate from birth
To make my mark upon the earth…

He calls me Charlie Mason
A stargazer am I
It seems that I was born
To chart the evening sky
They’d cut me out for baking bread
But I had other dreams instead
This baker’s boy from the west country
Would join the Royal Society…

We are sailing to Philadelphia
A world away from the coaly Tyne
Sailing to Philadelphia
To draw the line
The Mason-Dixon line

[Taylor]
Now you’re a good surveyor, Dixon
But I swear you’ll make me mad
The West will kill us both
You gullible Geordie lad
You talk of liberty
How can America be free
A Geordie and a baker’s boy
In the forest of the Iroquois…

Now hold your head up, Mason
See America lies there
The morning tide has raised
The capes of Delaware
Come up and feel the sun
A new morning is begun
Another day will make it clear
Why your stars should guide us here…

We are sailing to Philadelphia
A world away from the coaly Tyne
Sailing to Philadelphia
To draw the line
The Mason-Dixon line