My New Time-Autumn1. SatellitesDid you see me the other night?Did I catch your eye, your attentionsliding by on a cloudless night?Spying down and spinning aroundTo the naked eye I'm far from a sight to seeDrawing lines on both hemispheres and the stars outshine me

Always analyzingSending out our findingsIt occurs to me...

We are all satellites with golden wings inhaling the lightPushed to meet criteria in the long run

Don't you think that I've had my shareThat the burden I bear compares to what I receiveIf you label me obsolete I'll remain here among, and as a part galactic debris

We are all satellites with golden wings inhaling the light…We are all satellites with golden wings inhaling the lightHope to meet criteria in the longer runHave I outstayed my welcome here?

But I may linger a little longer, hang around for no particular purpose or reasonBefore you burn me in your atmosphere (crash me into your sea.)push me out of your orbit...

...know that I will always rememberKnow that I won't consider surrender

2. Closest Friends ConspireSometimes darkness is my sole companionand the shadows seem my closest friends

Immersed in pitch black contemplationsI shy away from the slightest hint of sunshinebut doubt is never far awayand fear is never closerA hint of irony cannot helpbut course through my veins

How to recognize the signals,The features of dishonestyThe eye of the tornadoIn the eyes of our companions?Like serpents in the shadows, my closest friends conspire

There's simply no way of tellingIn which shadow you might bind meThere's no predictingwhich of your hopes will eventually blind meWhen doubt is never far awayAnd fear is never closer,A hint of irony at play,coursing through my veins

Like serpents in the shadows, my closest friends conspire

3. Blue WineI think you know what we lostwhen we failed to share a life, but triedI think we lost perfection somewhereWhere I wouldn't dare to look again

For once drink with me tonight

Let's not waste another secondLet's wash down the yearsand savor this coming nightuntil the call of light

Pour the wine and let us drinkthe pleasure we never dared to treasureThat stinging nostalgia,Indefinable memory,Locked away

For once drink with me tonight

What I see, what I hearthis scented sentimenthad to come from somewhereAll I can do is tryfor words to tell you whyI can't let goAll you can do is tryto remember why Ican't just lock it all away

4. Angel Of DesireA cold wind is blowing from the seaYet I'm walking barefooton the shoreline (bearing to my destiny)Words of fire burn like salt in my blistersAnd frozen whispers represent my enemy

All has fallen to the seaWhy do I still feel the heat?Are your whispers frost or fire?

Am I drawn to these extremes by anever resting need,or the angel of desire

But it was not always so...We used to share a destinyAm I imagining, or do I see youwalking towards me?

Put your hand in mine, pull me closerThere are no more words that burnor frozen whispers on the waves

5. My New TimeI hate it herePillow of shame, blanket of lieswarms the primitiveI hate it herein this new year, with the sunnew in my skies

Broken glass on corroded brass,it tells a timeA new time, gentlemenBlinding glance, raise my glassto my new time

I'm naked hereI'm in the blind, in blinding coldNot a shivermoves the primitiveI hate it herein this new year, with the sunnew in my skies

Dead weight on my shoulders, sirA mule of circumstance

Am I this blind?Can I not see this?Am I blinded into seeingnothing real?

Cry in your pillows,swallow that prideKeep your blanketsfor these colder nightsin the new yearMy new yearMy new time, gentlemen

6. Communication On OpiumReturn to my vineyard tonightLose yourself in touch and taste againYou will come to understand the meaning in time and savour of the sentiment

Physical distance is minimalAnd image, distorted, reflects in your eyesI relate to communication on opium and five senses alert to the breaking point

Divine interpretationDefine for me the chemistry and time...

Enter and let your findings be mine

The presence of nature's essence politely requests that you lower your voiceIf this silence is lost to a stranger, the chemistry breaks with a breaking noiseSound waves are pounding on eardrums, but there are no more deadbolts on the portals of meFound myself in the arms of a stranger who left me for dead (in a)... for dead on a broken dream

Divine interpretationDefine for me reality and timeWhisper and let your finding be mine

Burn with me in Absinthe's bluish green flamesCome away on a Laudanum dreamInhale the night air through the dragon and blow blue rings through a pictureless frame

Divine interpretation…

7. Twisted And TurnedA twist, a turn, been lostmore than once too many alreadyA hit and a run, kicked in too lateto be kicked to the curb againregardless of the consequences

You have had meseen me falter, felt me shiverYou have had meright where you wanted me

You have twisted and turned my lifeupside down (and right side up!),right when all I remained was a footprintin melting snowYou have seen me slowly disappearingand yet, here I still remain for all to seeyet I've still not had itDoesn’t it make you wonder how

exactly you’ve been playing me?

You have had me…

It turns outYou have had me..

8. ShadowmancerUnnoticed, I slip outsideTiptoe through the corridors,close to the wallsCross over reluctantly, cast another glanceOutside the streets await a guestall too familiar

On the corner, in the alleyTidal waves of stimuli bringingevery nerve to lifeWalking on a ledgeNine lives on the razor's edgeShadowmancer, play the lightCompanions for another night

Don't I look trustworthy to youwhen my weapons are retracted?Please stay clear of my boundaries. So unwise to corner meA simple lesson learnt and you keep your eyes to see

I am of kings and queens, predator with eyes of greenMeet the eye with elegance, turn my back in arroganceRaise my head with endless pride, still I'm not too proud to hideEgyptian demigodCruel and kindCreature of the night

I've earned my place in history but superstition followed meCall me vampire, witch's friend.It won't kill me, and I'll be right here till I fade

9. Forget To Remember (Sunday Mornings)Hello again, familiar morning routineTime's ebbing away, but I feel no rush todayNo urge, no hurry, just the rhythm of the rainSliding by, not here...I’m not nearly, nearly there

So it’s back to black again in the early morning hoursHow I'd love to run away from the dogma that devours me

So what’s different about this morning? The setting's the same as everydayWho can tell what rearranged the rainTo wash my fears away?There is so much more to living, so much more of the divine to gainfor this silent colony bathing in the morning rain

So it’s back to black again in the early morning hours…So it’s back to black again but I’m thinking of the escaping from the dullmonotony and the Sundays that are breaking me... I break me

The stage is set for saints to fall and cleared for cowards to surpriseIt took me time to realise the life I lived and left behindis better off a memoryLet's see what dreams I find

10. State Of MindMany went to the shimmering land of make-believeand ventured the farthest corners of the mindscapeMerely testing the ice, I never went too far from the safe and solid ground

Afraid of the darkness I might find (underneath)

Exploring the mind to escape from your daily lives,where you become the head of a state in a state of mindAll links to reality fadingPandora's box lies waitingInstead of the roof of the world it becomes a nightmare

We expect perpetual motion, a chain effectsThe newfound land out to be a grain of sand (ever volatile)Searching the edge of consciousness for insights in the outside worldWell conceived, but such rules only apply in this state of mind

The key lies in knowledge, temperanceNo magical answers or escapes from reality,but a marvellous break for a visitor passing through

11. Epilogue (What's Done Is Done)In this cascade of memories I wonder whatcould have changed, had I changedQuestioning what and why can’t undo the dayYes, I realize...What’s done is done, but the night time raisedthe mist to another day in shame

Can I only look back and wonder whatcould have changed, had I changed?Time is ebbing away, but it's in no rush todayWhat’s done is done but the migraine stillpersists and the autumn rain remains

Show me the nearest well to drown my discomfortA shallow poolA shallow pool of hope will doShow me the nearest well to wash my tears awayA shallow poolA shallow pool of hope will do

Can I only look back and wonderWhat could have changed, had I…?