The Old Dead Tree The End 1. Sorry Light, gets colder and colder Now even air's getting heavier Something is changing all around I must stay focused, both feet on the ground I should try to manage A way out, a strategy But I'm tired of planning everything Let's have a try on improvising I'm so scarred I feel sorry I should better hide It's not a real choice But I keep pretending I'm not the one I thought I know you want me to get up To grab back my stick and start to walk I should find a new path: The illusion can't last But all your looks, your expectations, Your sincere concerns just paralyze me Too old Too weak I cannot start over This bloody path has been chosen too many years before Sometimes I would like To go back in time, Make a few different choices Become another kind of man 2. Someone Should Know (The Truth) I can't stare at you after what we've been through. Can you? We are bound now I don't even know how. Do you? Oh would you please wipe that damn smile off your face Cause we are now beyond redemption You planned that from the beginning I wish I could pretend I am not part of this mess You never wanted us to get away from this situation You seemed fine and confident full of temptations Please figure out what they'll say The will turn away from you and I You think we'd better shut up How could our little secret just fade away? Somewhere, someone should know the truth about you and I Yes we should feel ashamed For what we've done that day I'm sorry we crossed the line We cannot pretend that nothing happened There's nowhere left to hide We both know the price we have to pay I've been through this once and I can tell you that we're lost... 3. Kids And here we go The screams start to fill our whole life space I must stay still No there's no use to try to calm things down Cause it's out of control But when they start Going wild with joy I can't help myself And I smile at my boys When they look at me I am more than myself Cause I'm a father now And there is nothing I can make... ...To change that fact It seems to me you cannot stop Running and jumping all around Give me a break Where is the «off button»? I'm going mad Can't you listen for once? I can't find the words To describe how your existence changed mine For good My life's been filled with meaning (I) Can't help myself, I can't stop worrying About a choice to make, a decision to take. Being a parent makes me feel insecure How would I feel sure about this life that's yours? I love you, I'd like to Guide you through your childhood It's sometimes really hard to grow up in this life Someday you will have to Guide your own children through The ambushes of life Your kids 4. Raise You ask yourself how to become A man who can stand alone You gave up on so many things You just stopped counting them Sometimes you have the feeling That you should be someone else That you should have done bigger things You should live a bigger life You disapoint nobody but yourself Anyway, you remain unsatisfied You wish, you're bigger, more handsome and clever You wish you're upright, and strong during fights But you're not, you're just another shmunk It's not about who you are but who you want to be You blame yourself all the time And you wish you are stronger «Just like your dad» You can't see, you can't feel And least of all be the same Please realise that it is just a shame A denial Listen to me It's not about who you are but who you want to be You beg for more What are you waiting for? Please step out of the shadow There are may ways to grow up and strong Grow up! Life's not a treadmill Un running river carrying souls A current. You can embrace your future Chose your own path and principles Your mistakes. I now you will soon find Your way to raise 5. The End... Again Again, This is the end, I'm on my knees We shall not stand together again under the Tree. Again, final curtain We dried our rain, We shared our bread, Endured the pain. We remained close friends But now we're dead. We shall bury our souls A funeral A sounds graveyard A water field Farewell We won't share anymore the strong feeling of crying as one during the nights Oh Fred You were afraid, My dear brother, To let your love resting alone Six feet under