Noa - Manhattan – Tel Aviv

Tekst :

Manhattan – Tel Aviv
With a detour to the deep southside
Where it’s very violent
A bouquet of violets
Lies trampled to the ground

Manhattan – Tel Aviv
With a detour to the deep southside
Where it’s very violent
A bouquet of violets
Lies trampled to the ground

Falling, calling, tryin’ to survive
Doing a quick-step
Keeping in stride
Falling, calling, tryin’ to survive
Doing a quick-step
Keeping in stride
With the changing tide

Manhattan – Tel Aviv
With a detour to the deep southside
Where it’s hot and steamy
Don’t go around too dreamy
You’ll be trampled to the ground

Falling, calling, tryin’ to survive
Doing a quick-step
Keeping in stride
Falling, calling, tryin’ to survive
Doing a quick-step
Keeping in stride
With the changing tide

Can I find a future here?
Everything is so unclear
(Give it up, give it up, give it up)
Can I ever find a life?
Under threat of fire and knife
(Give it up, give it up, give it up)
Changing tide…

Manhattan – Tel Aviv
With a detour to the deep southside
It’s a game we play
And it’s very scary
With all those maniacs running around
Y’know

Manhattan – Tel Aviv
With a detour, 18 years old
Caught under the wheels
It’s a pretty bad deal
But this is my hometown

Falling, calling, tryin’ to survive
Doing a quick-step
Keeping in stride
Falling, calling, tryin’ to survive
Doing a quick-step
Keeping in stride
With the changing tide
Changing tide
Changing tide

Noa - My heart calling

Tekst :

Tell me who I am
Tell me what I m hearing
Is it God or man
Leads us to our fate

Tears cried through the night
So much we ve been fearing
I know I can fight
Soon will be too late

It s my heart calling
It s my heart calling
It s my heart seeing
What it wants to see

It s my heart crying
It s my heart flying
It s my heart trying
To set me free

Darkness turns to light
While my soul is healing
I know I must fight
This war deep inside

It s my heart calling
It s my heart calling
It s my heart seeing
What it wants to see

It s my heart crying
It s my heart flying
It s my heart trying
To set me free

Waving banners, swinging swords
Queens and kings, and other lords
And the battles of our pride
Greed and hunger deep inside

All the sorrow born of pain
Cruelty and cruelty again
Who will stop this vicious spin
Open arms and let love in
Open arms and let love in
Open arms and let love in
Open arms and let love in

Noa - Home-made religion

Tekst :

Stop.
It’s 3:15
You have one minute.
Are you ready?

Now think of all things created
Think of those that you care for
Think of what you ve been blessed with
And everything that makes you afraid

Wish for anything
Let yourself dream
Wish for things to get better
Until 3:16

There s a stone in my garden that keeps me committed
And close to the ground when I feel I should run
There s a branch in my window that helps me remember
To reach out my arms and touch the sun..

There are two million ants that live in my sidewalk
Working together to nurture and feed
And the old TV set, with the sad evening news
So I never forget how much love we need

Home-made religion
(In my kitchen)
Home-made religion..

Think of how you ve been feeling
And how you ve made others feel
Think of what you ve been given
And what you need to heal

Wish for anything..
Try to keep still
Wish for things to get better
And maybe they will

There’s a plant in the corner that helps me remember
All of the beauty that grows from a seed
And the old TV set, with the sad evening news
So I never forget how much love we need

Home-made religion
(In my kitchen)
Home-made religion..

Stop.

Inne utwory

Losowe utwory

Słowa, słowa, słowa

WIDOCZNOŚĆ CORAZ LEPSZA, ATAK SŁÓW NASTĘPUJE Z ZIEMI, WODY I POWIETRZA.
PRZECIWNICY UKRYCI W CIENIU BUNKRÓW, TRAFIAM PROSTO JAK PO SZNURKU,
PROSTO W ICH KIERUNKU. LIRYCZNA STRATEGIA NIE MA SŁABYCH PUNKTÓW.
W TYM STARCIU TO JA JESTEM STRONĄ, DO KTÓREJ NALEŻY DYKTOWANIE WARUNKÓW.
SŁOWA NAJWYŻSZEGO GATUNKU, SŁOWA JAK PATROL PŁETWONURKÓW

Alone

Come together like a foot in a shoe
Only this time I think I stuck my foot in my mouth
Thinking out loud and acting in vain
Knocking over anyone that stands in my way

Sometimes I need to apologize
Sometimes I need to admit that I ain t...

Play it loud

Hey mom, what do you say
I ve seen the lights more than what they say
The music s fine, I like it loud
I play my song, loud and proud
Yeah baby, it s alright
It s so late, I ll take my time
Light the lights and burn my brain
Sweeten me, it s just...

Till you were gone

I m watching children in the park
it really warms my heart
it s something to remember
I teake a walk down by the sea
the wind is killing me
must be the end of summ
I think about the things I ve said and done
but most of all...

Na zakręcie

Dobrze się pan czuje?
To świetnie,
właśnie widzę - jasny wzrok, równy krok
jak z marszu.

A ja jestem, proszę pana, na zakręcie.
Moje prawo to jest pańskie lewo.
Pan widzi: krzesło, ławkę, stół,
a ja - rozdarte drzewo.
Bo ja jestem, proszę pana, na zakręcie.
Ode mnie widać...