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Figures

by Aber das Leben lebt

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1.
Whiteout 03:13
sky and ground are white covered in optical noise let us move into cellars and caves away from the light sky and ground are white we’d sit together in silence and we’d share our bread and our wine at night we’d come out to watch the ruins we left behind sky and ground are white while migrant birds get lost while the north wind blows from the south while the passing of time slows down we’d be safe and sound sky and ground are white
2.
Esc 03:55
there’s a riot going on against people like me they say all we want is all we want is to be free I don’t even know what that means it doesn’t make any sense to me they come dressed in hurricane suits looking for a throat wielding pitchforks and bowie knives and the famous carpenter’s words giving away their halos quickly buying ashes and dirt tired like a bear who forgot to hibernate my skin is holey and grey and my eyes are red saying no has never been harder money dissolves and throbs for attention like a child locks are breaking free and cobble stones are running wild let’s run for the forest and dig some holes into the night tell me we will escape one more time
3.
Fireman 06:44
fireman come extinguish the sun it burns our sighs it takes our lives fireman come extinguish the sun it counts the years it dries our tears fireman come extinguish the sun it drills our souls and shows the holes to everyone fireman come extinguish the sun it breaks and bends and takes our strength fireman come extinguish the sun it stains the black and spoils the dark it kills, it kills my heart extinguish the sun it drills my soul and shows the hole to everyone
4.
no idea stars appear bored and boring born and falling against all odds we’re still here headlines claim end is near no reward for our fear against all odds we’re still here find our ruins in one hundred years ask why we had to disappear against all odds we’re still here
5.
I know you’ve got a secret I don’t know what it is enough evidence to call the police let’s build secrets by forgetting truth is concealed and dignity’s revealed I welcome all decorations blossoms and bruises they prove my existence and fill these blank pages paying attention is a waste of time paying for attention is a waste of money once I was a chuckling spring I flowed down a crevasse until I froze ice turned to lava and steam rose I floated up to heaven now I’m a dwarfish polar bear my pelt’s too small for a wardrobe hook I am not welcome in the parlor not welcome at the feast and I am waiting for your rainbow of black and white and grey of coal and steel and stone I will gladly play the prey yes I am waiting for the rainbow its comfort and its blade meet me at the gates of winter I’ll be gone when the clouds burst be gone with me why do we pay for dreams dreams are free across the empty white plains and across the stony sea I will comfort you and you will comfort me I’ve been to the moth eaters’ palace they’re sucking insects through glass tubes now the evening blackens and hides me in its cloak meet me at the gates of winter between sandstone ornaments I find the ebon doors a museum of moth boxes shrouded in the fogs of hell behind these wings in curious gloom someone is waiting someone is waiting I am the errand boy but I forgot the words the message is blurred the parchment burns I am the errand boy the message is lost meet me at the gates of winter I try to be honest honest about telling lies I’m not Brando but there’s horror in my eyes honest like a butcher with a bloody apron telling made-up stories
6.
Hamburg 03:35
walking down the red carpet my soles are getting drenched the taste of blood is on my lips I don’t know whose blood it is I almost fainted when I heard the news growing thin in the throne room spooning soup with a rusty fork punished gently between hooks and chains and butcher knifes I almost fainted when I heard the news without pleasure we touch our souvenirs our talk is crowded with trap doors and walls please, please stop embarrassing me a member of the cast and of the audience at the same time leading the attack and holding the defense at the same time how could I be surprised or moved why should I applaud when the rain begins to rise from the caverns of these eyes we begin to realize life’s a little bit too wild tonight
7.
Windmills 01:32
I want to feel invisible again no one should see the pattern of my veins no one should know the colour of my raincoat I will never forget how it felt to walk through the war and come out clean I left the port and I’m going north feeding shreds of skin to thorns and rotten water to my dying horse I will never forget how it felt to ride through the war and come out clean the juice of lies is dripping from my tongue all the money and the food is gone we’re riding into the shivering sun I will never forget how it felt to fold my hands and pretend to dream
8.
the morning after I saw the wound where it came from I do not know it marks my life for a certain reason to give advice of high importance if I only understood its tongue
9.
End 02:25
swimming pool noise is almost gone and wind blows through my ice cream cone sun sends another old dog home black water leaks into my drone this swollen path needs medicine so tick the boxes of amphetamine then lick the edges of my tambourine and tear the cover off my broken chin I found a chain that fits my wrist I know I should be happy with this our faces pale as leaves turn brown and everything is falling down my spirit rises from the ground and disappears without a sound

credits

released March 21, 2014

Figured out by Aber das Leben lebt:
Martin Wiesbauer
Florian Emerstorfer
Ralph Wakolbinger
Wolfgang Wiesbauer

Guests:
Cello on Whiteout by Laura Pudelek
Background vocals on Esc by Elke Bitter and Maria Szmit
Trumpet on Esc and Against All Odds by Thomas Berghammer

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Martin Siewert
Cover photos by Klaus Pichler
Photos taken at the Paintings Gallery of the Academy of Fine Arts Vienna, Glyptotheque
Sleeve Design by Wolfgang Gosch

For CDs, older Releases an merchandise by Aber das Leben lebt go to www.aberdaslebenlebt.com

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