Epitaph to a Broken Dream...
words by -joke,
pieced together from original lyrics by various artists.
music by
marillion, ``misplaced childhood'', emi, 1985.
music by marillion,
``season's end'', emi, 1989.
music by genesis, ``duke'',
virgin, 1983.
Ragged Clown 1
A ragged clown came
shuffling through
With jester's tears in february
And butterflies
from all around
Settled on his poet's crown
A pretty sight
she seemed to be
Avenue to eternal feelings
So in the nights
it came to me
My dreams invaded - bedroom scenes
Why do
I love?
I can't explain
Insanity, or a greater game?
A ragged clown came shuffling through
The corridors of MPI
And
as he lay his body down
The scars that lined his face were frown
An injured soul, was hurt again
Now hear the stories he will tell
Of butterflies and summertimes
Does anyone to read this here
Remember how he used to be
Before this february came?
This
heart will never be the same...
August 1989
Even
Jesters Cry 2
I act my rôle, play classic style
I feel no need to live or die
I bleed the lyrics for this song
Can't right my rights, can't right
my wrongs
This epitaph to a broken dream
An exercise in silent
screaming
In screams that's born from sorrow
Sorrow!
Am I or not, what I play to be?
Let me be yours, I don't want to be
free
I mime this life, can't say I live
I thought that you're
the one to give
Me a blink of hope, just a little blink of hope
But you say sorry
Sorry!
``Come on old clown!
Look at all the world around
Time to spread your wings and fly
There'll be no more second try
You loose - it's time to go!
It's just another sold out show
It's her life, let it be her life
She'd be running away too often...'' Do you see what I meant
to say?
I will go my way, I will do my way
Do it without you,
I'll do it without you
You'd be running away too often...
So
please let me ask you - did you really felt nothing for me?
Please
let me ask you - for it's really not that plain to see!
Now when I
testify and when I verify some of your answers
Seem to be emerald
lies, sparkling like emerald lies
I played the fool, I played
your boy
So leave it now, your broken toy
You know I'll smile,
won't say a word
Just write some lines
My lyrics crimes
And look into your eye
But even jesters cry, even jesters
cry...
Dragør Haven, Denmark - July 1990
Oggi
3
Do you remember,
sitting at a window late at night?
Do you remember, watching at a
cross-road's traffic light?
Do you remember, talking at the phone
with tear stained eyes?
Do you remember, walking through the parks in
summer times?
By the way, why couldn't I break your heart?
Please
excuse me, I know, there was a chance to break your heart
So sorry,
I never meant to break your heart
But you broke mine
Oggi,
is it too late to say I'm sorry?
And Oggi, can't we get it together
some day?
I just can't go on pretending
That it came to a natural
end
Oggi, oh I know that you could love me
And Oggi, I thought
that we'd always be friends
We said that ours would last forever,
so
How did it come to this bitter end?
Do you remember, 21
red balloons at birthday's night?
Do you remember, you didn't like
me clutching all too tight?
Do you remember, laughing at the jokes I
had to say
Do you remember, I never understand I couldn't stay
Do you remember, I held your hand to help you cross the river?
Do you remember, the night we somehow felt a shiver?
By the way,
why couldn't I break your heart?
Please excuse me, I know, there
was a chance to break your heart
So sorry, I never meant to break
your heart
But you broke mine
Oggi, I just want to say
I'm still there
But Oggi, I'm too scared to pick up the phone
To hear the background grumbling of your latest lover
Who fits your
dreams, while I was gone
Oggi, I still try to write a love song
Oggi, it's more important to me - now that you're gone
Some time
will pass, then we'll prove if I was right
Or we'll prove if I was
wrong
Do you remember, I said that when he comes, I'll have
to go?
August 1990
Season's End? 4
Getting close to Season's
End
A whispering in my mind
Will we never meet again?
Are we just too different?
Snow flakes on some new born feel's
Try them to melt away
Is it true I'll never see your face again?
Please tell me, tell me why
We're getting old and reaching high
Just to leave our footprints in the earth?
Our hair turns grey,
we're giving birth to children
Please tell me, tell the child
Why can't we change this world?
Why can't we tame the sea?
Why
can't my seasons end within your arms?
Don't want to watch our new
world break apart
'Cause loss regrets would never mend
I know
I'll miss you 'till the end
When you say goodbye
When you say
goodbye
Don't say goodbye...
September 1989
After
You 5
There's a
cross through my life your appearance has made
There's a spark in
my heart that's burning so mad
There're scars on my face from an
ugly desease
There's grey in my eyes, though it's only a piece
I'll name it after you
There's a stray cat I feed someone
found in the street
And she loves me to hold her but she don't let
me keep her
And she sits at the door to be let out at night
I cannot be here without her and I worry about her
I'll name it
after you
So if there is ever born a child with my face
While I travel my worlds and I can't find my place
I won't wind up
believing that paradise
Is nothing more than a feeling that goes on
in my mind
So if I ever find out what it is, there's something
you could do
'Cause if I ever hold my childhood's dream in arms
I want it to be yours and I want to tell you
We'll name it after you,
after you...
September 1989
I am the one
who guided you this far
all you know and all you feel
nobody must know my name, for
nobody would understand
and you kill what you fear
and you fear
what you don't understand
I call you, for
I must live now on
my own
I'm all alone until the end
there was a choice but now
it's gone
I knew you couldn't understand
take what was -
soon it'll be dead.
- Closing Vocal
Just Good friends? 5
There's something I'd like to ask you before it's too late,
It's been on my mind for a very long time
and scares me now more
than it did before,
now that there's so much more at stake
It seems we're so close yet so far away.
You turned me down
gently, send me out of order,
when I declared my true feelings,
after I played
my part of the brother in arms,
the shoulder
to cry on...
We've always been so close, yet so far away.
What would you do, if I got down on my knees to you?
Would you hold
it against me, and run away one more time?
What would you do, if I
opened up my heart to you?
Would I just be another who's waisting
his time?
Oggi, are we just good friends?
Do I really need
to ask you?
I'm pretty sure to know your answer by now,
Do we
just play a game where we try to pretend,
that all that's between us,
is all that's between us?
And all we can rely on is just being good
friends?
Is that all we depend on?
Resigned to share mugs
of cafes, and pieces of fairy cake?
Sunday walks through the pouring
rain?
And talks on your Belgian laced bodys, that you hide away from
me?
Reciting our failures as if we needed
Proof or regret -
Of what we might have had?
And what should have been?
(Or will
be?)
November 1993
Sympathy 10
Your sympathy is what I need my
friend...
Your sympathy until the bitter end...?
Your sympathy
that makes me high or low...
Don't know where our road will end or
go...
My sympathy is what you get my friend...
My sympathy
until the bitter end...?
February 1997
Comeback
11
Who
looks at you while you're sleeping?
Who knows all the thoughts you're
keeping?
Who reaches out to you whenever you're just calling?
Don't open your eyes too soon for it might be me-
The foolish
side-steps that you've taken
And all the telltale stories that say
you're foresaken
I see you and someone else behind you
Don't open
your eyes too soon for it might be me-
I'm haunted by my broken
dreams
Haunted by a million loudless screams
Creaping cautiously
away to leave your life
Running fast but getting nowhere-I just
can't escape from you
But I don't know if I ever want to comeback
again...
February 1997
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Dream...
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