Lyrics

Secret Isle

A tunnel at the end of light
Nothing but an ocean white
Where colors come to collide

A tunnel at the end of light

Nothing but a white sky
Where all my favorite paints align

I sail in oblivion, curving in air
Through conception of time
I’m heading to my secret —
Heading, I’m heading to my secret isle


A tunnel at the end of light
Nothing but an ocean white
Where colors come to collide

Heading to my secret isle
A tunnel, nothing but a white sky

I sail in oblivion, curving in air
Through conception of time —

So what if I die, on my secret isle
Like mother like child, secret isle
So what If I die, like mother like child

(Where sleep is deepest and dreams are real
Miles of aisles on my secret isle
Where sleep is deepest and dreams are real
So what if I die on my secret isle
Where sleep is deepest and dreams are real
So what if I die like mother like child)

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Like Lovers Do

I’m an assassin and a good man
We’re all in danger
The end doesn’t exist
I just wait and stay lost
Just like lovers often do

For you, my aim is true
This fatal attraction is trickling through
Still I find myself somewhere in between
And say dear this heaven can wait
Just like lovers often do

A substance of release
Let the serpent sleep

Let it sleep

If we stay lost
Like lovers often do
I’m solely for you

The only thing I hold holy
Is our love and our love only

You hit me, hit me hard
In my ardent heart!

If we stay lost
Like lovers often do
If we leave ourselves
Be forever someone else
I’m solely for you

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Re-Run

Is it real life?

Or a re-run?

That just might 

Come alone at night time
Through the satellite


I’m lost in the emotion 

To find another ocean
Where I still hide

Eclipsing dreams with reality

Mystic force a psychic harmony

Keeps me driving through the night 

I just stay on lovers’ lane
I’ll be all right

Planning my escape
Just takes a little faith
To find your mind

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Aleya

– (instrumental music playing) –

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Synchronicity

An analog in the psyche
Like voices within silence
History in waning tides

An animal of a kingdom come

Certain species of attraction
Deliberates between mind and matter

Like shadow boxing

I listen closely
I hear them talk to me
The certain species of attraction
Illuminate my way

Dancing, living all around you

In a, wild religion

Like a, garden needs its flowers

Dancing, synchronicity

Mystical sensations
Almost like an illusion
Dancing in a spiral of change

Hand of devotion
Eyes of creation
In the eternal present
The height of absurdity
And the depth of profundity
Synchronicity

Dancing, living all around you

In a, wild religion

Like a, garden needs its flowers

Dancing, synchronicity

Synchronicity, synchronicity

Hand of devotion
Eyes of creation
In the eternal present
The height of absurdity
And the depth of profundity
Synchronicity

Dancing, living all around you

In a, wild religion

Like a, garden needs its flowers

Dancing, synchronicity

Dancing, to have and not to hold
With a, hand of devotion
Tune in, n’ hear your high vocation
Dancing, synchronicity

Dancing, reaching out to nothingness
Under, eyes of creation
Tune in, travel in eternity
Dancing, synchronicity

Synchronicity, synchronicity

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Whisper

Oh whisper in my ear
Let’s do it right here

And when the rain breaks
Let it fall, oh baby

Oh I’m a golden boy
With a golden kiss 

I keep it on the low

With animal grace

Uuu, it’s coming over you

Run cat, now catch the moon 

Run cat, in your dancing shoes

You keep me high all through the night

I’ll be out of sight before the first light

Oh whisper in my ear
Let’s do it right here

Uuu, it’s coming over you

See what I have in me

What’s impossibly real

Uuu, it’s coming over you

Run cat, now catch the moon

Run cat, in your dancing shoes

You keep me high all through the night

I’ll be out of sight before the first light

Run cat, now strike a pose
Run cat, on your tiptoes
Come ‘n cut me half
Show the love I can’t have
It feels so right, this side of paradise

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A Room with a View

Sitting neath a tall white tree
In the upper atmosphere
It is a realm of fantasy
Got a thin skin for harmony

Out on the bay!
A beacon for thoughts
I sail and I sail!
With a plastic whale

A room with a view
For non-commercial use

Hold this space in your finger tips
Taste it on your lips
A drop of the ethereal bliss
A deep ripple in the iris

Only love and money rules!
When we search felicity
But I found a cure!
A natural harmony

Stroll a broadway in your mind
Grains of sand will loose the time

A new beginning
When rivers runs dry
Sirens are singing
Oh mother so bright
I’m discarnating

Out on the bay!
A beacon for thoughts
I sail and I sail!
With a plastic whale

A room with a view
For non-commercial use

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Play For Rewind

Librarian, can alter the answers
Or make all the same

Floating trans magic, freedom of change



Slightly turn your mind
Metamorphosis, drifting by



Librarian, turn the tide

In black there’s some white

Watch all colors tangle
Play for rewind


Slightly turn your mind
Metamorphosis, drifting by



Slightly turn the angle
Question the form, metamorphosis
Shape a new style

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Scent of Life

At the frame of a dream
I heard somebody there
Under the flaming stars

I’ve been here before
Circling the sun
Calling to see someone

A mural blown away, gone astray
This blackness holds a silver line
How can I breathe the same air

I lost your name
Can you hear me anyway?
At the end of time

A leap of faith
Is exactly what I take
When conquering your mind

A mural blown away, gone astray
This blackness holds a silver line
How can I breathe this air

Bending in the heat
I wave from this ferris wheel
Gazing at the pink-veined sun
Casting a beam to you and me

Under flaming stars
Calling to see someone

A liminal state
Just a brief bardo
A renaissance of the night

At the frame of a dream
Content with a scent of life
Fleeting by

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I am a Tree

I will follow you, my friend

I’m going to be free of pain

I’m going to the river

I’ll dive to the end of love



I will follow you, my love

I will step into, a new world 

I dive into the flood

I’m held, I’m Loved



Coming up for air

I’ll die with fever

In the eyes of the night

I see the sparks fly

I will follow you, my love

I will step into a new world 

I dive into the flood 
I’m held, I’m Loved

Coming up for air

I’ll die with fever

In the eyes of the night

I see the sparks fly

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All lyrics © Teemu Markkula
 
 
 

Hey Ya Sun Ra

Hey ya Sun Ra
Hey ya Sun
Hey ya Herman
Hey ya Sun

Standing on a vast and shoreless sea
I feel eternity near

There ain’t no sun setting here
we’re all roaming in a dream

Behind the eyes in the mirror
There is a thing it’ll shimmer
a child in time

Sun Ra Sun Ra Sun Ra Sun Ra

Hey ya Sun Ra
Hey ya Sun

Walking to the middle of the night
as the pale moon arise

There is a glimmering inside
golden feast of eyes

I’ve been walking through this desert alone with the sun coming
through my eyes
as the pale moon arise

and the sun shining through my eyes
my eyes

Hey ya Sun Ra
Hey ya Sun

Sun Ra Sun Ra Sun Ra Sun Ra

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Ripe Fruits

See my immortal friends are smiling
Laws of nature rearranged
They move on their pathless ways

Smiling deathless and undying
Growing younger day by day
And all the shadows will unearth
the day they touch birth

(They change your face
and burn your name)

Which a way you go to
when the sun falls to ground
Seas turn to sand
when the redeemers take their stand

Their smile and their look is so beguiling
They see you like the bird of prey
Dig down and reap it from the root
oh how ripe is the fruit

(They change your face
and burn your name)

Which a way you go to
when the sun hits the ground
Seas turn to sand
when the redeemers take their stand

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Dream Machine

I’m in the dream machine
and I see the unseen
I’m standing in the still of time

A pair of glassy eyes
in the flickering light
Prisoned by liberation

Meet me on the tide
there’s a garden on sea
It’s such a holy place to be
Where the tender and the golden breed
A fix for lovers in need

Oh my sweet lord
I can not but lie still
and I can not believe what I see

A wave of dancing cats
on the rising fumes
They’re coming under falling stars

Meet me on the tide
there’s a garden on sea
It’s such a holy place to be
Where the tender and the golden breed
A fix for lovers in need

I’m in the dream machine

I’m the bushman
slain by the light
coming through your dark black hair

Oh the ritual it takes your pride
leaves your body behind

Found the Holy man in his home
the smoke all covered in pearls
A king size lizard bathing in shade
and living in the back of your brain

I’m in the dream machine

Ooh my only eye

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Behind Thyme

Turn down the light
let everything turn to gold
and let all things pass
I feel like a child
sleeping among with wolves wild

High above the tall white trees
I’m devoted to seek
I hear music eternally
There comes a time
I hear rhymes of goodbye

Feed me those dreams
I remember

I’ve been waiting for you
to glance with a smile
from those unquiet eyes
and take this hand of mine
pass the edge of the night

Turn out the light
we’re going down below the burning gold
We go beyond our sight
we got eyes behind time

Feed me those dreams
of our dying days

Feed me those dreams
when the night wind wails

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Seaweed

–

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Dream Life, Waking Life

Surrounded by far away places
I am harmonising with intelligent energies
with their own meanings and their own ecstasies

It is a universe onto itself
It is where everything ends
and all forever begins

Dream life and waking life
constantly evolving
in movement and in being

Spin through the door of senses

injection
To a sensitive body
and flow in a feeling

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Heed The Calling

Pushing through the mist and haze
way over mother the mountain
Deep from the depths of the fountain
I heed the calling

Sing out my loving child
Sing out into the night
You’ll find your way back home again
with the calling

Bum a ride to another time
Memories going down the line
Wash off this face, all my stains
I heed the calling

Sing out my dearest children
Sing out your heart and pray
You find your way back home again
with the calling

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Wing Wah

–

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Future Moon

Another day under another moon
but my eye still blue

Oh the gold of the april moon
these hands created doom

The breeze from a breath
my hunter, my death

The salt in children’s tears
dry out the crops, the fields

Where the white flying swans go
They make gardens grow

Follow these eyes
pierced with light

Follow these eyes
our mutual child

Follow these eyes
shadow through time

Follow these eyes
our mutual child

Follow these eyes

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Friend Of Joy

Time for joy is here
and all your work is done
We thank you for the peace
for all eternity

But now you have to go
we don’t need you anymore
We’ll send you far away
to a place where you can stay
To the mother star

Send our message clear across the universe

We’ll be seeing soon
when you hear the tune
look in the moon of June
you’ll know just what to do

Send our message clear across the universe

It’s time to say goodbye
to the children of the earth
cause they won’t see the dawn
when the friend of joy is gone

Send our message clear across the universe

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All lyrics © Teemu Markkula
except Friend Of Joy by Riku Pirttiniemi & Teemu Markkula

 
 
 

Night Children

A cursed healer, she’s the witch doctor
boils you some black cat oil.

A new sun, a new voice.
She gives for the night children.

The visions she paints,
the voice she brings
for the tribe that hides from man.

Cursed healer, a witch doctor
for the night children

A new sun, a new voice
rising up angry in the sky.
Saying we’re not afraid to die.

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Cain Go Home (2. Session)

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Blind Daughter of Death

To the lilac and green
from the deepest of seas
I fell through

Blind daughter of death,
on the flowery bed.
Oh, there were you.

And the time doesn’t pass
in the hourglass
I fell through

Blind daughter of death,
on the flowery bed.
Oh, there were you.

Hand closes the eyes
of an unlit mind

Hand closes the eyes
Puts on two dimes

Blind daughter of death,
on the flowery bed.
Oh, there were you.

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Grim-eyed Goat

No light or lanterns,
only scents and perfumes.
Yet those growing shadows,
coming roaring through.

Oh the grim-eyed goat,
demanding fear.
Soon I disappear.

A thousand horrors,
bathed in your eyes.
No way to go to,
as a motherless child.

Oh the grim-eyed goat,
demanding fear.
Soon I disappear.

Hope the day it would break soon
and color me blind
with fire and fury,
free from space and time.

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Quiet Sun

New sun rising up
New voice burned to the ground

nowhere is far

New sun rising up

Song, for the hearing
Night children
nowhere is far

Quiet sun

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Cain Go Home (1. Session)

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Black Acid

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All lyrics © Teemu Markkula
 
 
 

 

Blue Void

Come to the window my baby and see,
how nothing in here is quite what it seems.

Our fortune is not what we thought,
it ain’t the one that we bought.
Start to unfold.

Building a ship would ease my mind.
Take your beloved, now is the time.

Our fortune is not what we’re told.
I wonder if it could be sold.
Don’t need no silver or gold.

Can you hear what came to my ear?
The masters are shifting the gear.

Building a ship would ease my mind.
Take your beloved, now is the time.

Our fortune is not what we’re told.
I wonder if it could be sold.
Don’t need no silver or gold.

Can you hear what came to my ear?
The masters are shifting the gear.

The sound of masters shifting the gears.
Can you hear what I…

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How Dark Was The Land

How dark was the land,
when the bears came across it.
As a solid pack.

And the plans that they had,
they didn’t include no human.
And the sky turned black.

Oh how dark was the land,
when the bears came across it.
And the sky turned black.

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Roamin’ Baby Blues

I tried to ask but nobody knows.
Where’s my baby and where she goes.

I tried to ask but nobody knows.
The way things are the way it goes.

Now I’m all alone.

I tried to ask but nobody knows.
Oh why, she left home.

The nights are so dark and so cold,
now that my baby’s not at home.

Now I’m all alone, my baby’s not at home.

Oh lord won’t you tell me wherever she may roam.

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The Beast

I’m going to die,
with that beast on my side.
And when we dance, it’ll be my guide,
for that I black out the night.

Oh, how the pain and terror seems to fade from my mind.
Oh, how the darkness deepens down the line.
Oh, how the beast it devoured all my life.
How dark it gets? I don’t keep time.

Oh, how the pain and terror seems to fade from my mind.
Oh, how the darkness deepens down the line.
Oh, how the beast it devoured with all its might.
How dark it gets? I don’t keep time.

I’m going to die, with that beast on my side.

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The Shining

Shine like a thunder and lighting and nothing’s in vain.
Light, how it screams and it groans oh how wonderful pain.

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Holy Water

Give me water.
Don’t want no gasoline.
Oh give me water.
I need it now.

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Death Hawk On My Trail

I got a Death Hawk on my trail.
Hammer down the coffin nail.

And the death hawk’s getting to my tail.
My sweet soul it ain´t going to save.

Death Hawk’s got a black eye,
it can smell the coming carrion.
The Hawk is on its harvest fly
and it ain´t no vegetarian.

Hammer down the nail!

Oh how the dogs they howl,
when the hawk has come to town.

And there ain’t no remedy,
for the wealthy or the peasantry.

And the rain is coming down.
Some drops as big as pearls,
some as fine as mist
the claw grabs you from the wrist

Grab you from the wrist!

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Death Has No Reprieve

You better save your dirty souls said the lady on the street.
You better save your precious souls ´cause the end is getting near.
And it hits like a hammer, with the strength of a thousand man.

Come to feast and celebrate, see how the dead can dance.
The party´s almost over you won’t get another chance.
This land it is burning and our burdens are burning with it.

No, oh no. Death comes knocking on every door and doom knows no reprieve. No, no.

You better save your dirty souls ´cause the end is getting near.
You better save your precious souls said the lady on the street.
Our land it is burning and our burdens are burning with it.

No oh no. Death comes knocking on every door
and doom knows no reprieve, doesn´t mercy me.
Death comes knocking on every door.

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Priest’s March

The Priest came from the mountain.
The Priest came from the cold.
The Priest came from the mountain.
The Priest came ramblin’ on.

On and on the Priest came ramblin’ on home.

Well the way it came home.

The Priest came from the mountain.
The Priest came from the cold.
The Priest came from the mountain.
The Priest came ramblin’ on.

On and on the Priest came ramblin’ on home.

Oh well the woods can tell,
what’s the way it came home.

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Dead Man

I lived to be like my father before,
a farmer for this land.
Doing all the best I can.

Rockin’ and reelin’ this land.

Ended up as a soldier,
killing the working man.
Biting the feeding hand.

Rockin’ and reelin’ this land.

Now I’m a dead man.
I’m as cold as my corpse can be.
I’m a dead man, dead man.
Rockin’ and reelin’ this land.

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The Peace Maker

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All lyrics © Teemu Markkula