The music of Bastian S.

1: Let music speak

music speaks of you and me, of ticking clocks, of harmony

of reaping what we sowed and worked for

of our date with destiny

of hunger, of strife

of the fight we call life

of the difference between the want and the need

of haunting ghosts

and of crushed dreams

music speaks of happy and sad, 

and of those who are going mad

those who move the world and don't sleep

those who touch you deep

of cursed days and never-ending nights

when your are on fire, yet you’re cold inside

music speaks of what we put in

and of the hurt of a wasted life...

Music speaks of fantasy, 

and of the harsh reality

of stories we want to believe,

of what being alive really means

Of lefts and rights, of rights and wrongs

of ups and downs, of highs and lows

of hearts in ruins, of sins

of the beast inside and the human within

of all this and much more

music speaks in the songs we sing

songs made of looove

love and other poisons

of all this and much more

music speaks in the songs we sing

songs made of looove

love and other poisons

poisons

poisons

love and other poisons

2: Special

I never met anyone
who loves the way you do

so fully, so caring,
so wildly, so deep,
love pure and true

The way you kiss, you touch,
you dare, the way you smile
you talk, you care
blew apart the door to my heart,
right from the start.

I fell for your smile and freckles,
for your eyes, Pacific blue,
from the first day, my love,
I knew.

I am yours, if you want me
be mine, should you wish.
We’ll live life together,
under the Muses’ wings.

It makes me happy
waking up next to you 
to see your blue eyes,
I’m so in love with you!

Because, my love, you are special.
My love, you are my dream.
My love, you are special 
special to me.

My love, you are special.
My love, you are my dream.
My love, you are special 
special to me.

To me you are a dream!

(Your eyes, your freckles, your poems, your letters, your mind, your shine, the way your hand holds mine, the fun, the surprises, the kisses, the massages, the way you live, the way you love, the way you fight for what is worth.

so efficient, so smart, a guiding light in the dark

I like how you always open closed doors

and how good you look in art

Your tasteful taste, and how good you taste,

your singing and the way you smile

do things to me, I can’t describe)

(I’m the dreamer and you are my dream,

my dream became reality

I’m the dreamer and you are my dream,

my dream became reality)

[Clock alarm ringing

Hmmmm… Hi! Morning! :-) ]

We talk, we touch, we kiss, we love,
we sow the seeds
from which dreams grow.

And here we are,
truly in love 
caught by surprise, not surprised at all.

I even like your parents 
I really do.
If you don’t call that love, babe,
what would you?

And I know we don’t have much money,
we don’t have much space,
but baby, we both know
we are rich, anyway.

I’ve got my music,
you’ve got your books,
a love like no other,
a job, and a roof.

My love, you are special.

My love, you are special.

My love, you are special.
My love, you are my dream.
My love, you are special 
special to me.

My love, you are special.
My love, you are my dream.
My love, you are special 
special to me.

So fucking special to me… :-/ 

3: Life doesn't last

Doesn't the passing of time

Send a chill down your spine?

The maddening tick tock of clocks

on and on, it never stops (tick tock, tick toc)

The seasons, the years

they past faster the older we are, my dear

and as the present turns to past (so fast!)

we see in each other's faces 

life doesn't last

and we could be torn apart tonight

by the sudden, the unexpected, 

by that we can't fight

the big C

or what we cannot see

the apocalypse, 

or world war three

Think of the time wasted,

think of the time gone

one day, always too early

our time will stop

Think of the time wasted

think of the time gone

one day, always too early

our time will stop

And this knowledge weighs more than stones

it plays tricks with the mind and gnaws at my bones

life is fragile, life is short

wiser now

than I was before

(tick tock, tick tock)

And this knowledge weighs more than stones

it plays tricks with the mind and gnaws at my bones

once you had all the time in the world

and now is almost gone

(tick tock, tick tock)

4: You are a mystery to me (instrumental). 

5: There’s a noise inside of me.

There’s a noise breaking my peace 

It doesn't let me think with clarity

It’s your loud shrill voice 

like a mad shrink’s 

it twists and turns 

reality

It makes no sense such intruding noise 

can have so much effect

to shake the solid rock 

where my moral feet rest

it’s going to make me crash and burn

it’s going to make me crash and burn

Now I know not where my north is

and I lost my sense of self

falling into the nothing 

of the lies you said

The only way to escape

is to get far from your bounds

carried away 

by the sound of sounds

And now I’m part of my own songs

floating on my own words

which make sense to no one 

except to myself

you are going to make me crash and burn

you are going to make me crash and burn

6: Duel song (voice by Jared D.G. (Jared Dustin Griffin - Bio)

They were from near nowhere, half a world from each other's worlds

by chance they came to walk along the same road to hell

a road paved with love and good intentions,

(but slippery and hard), 

they got along when the going got tough, like the striker to a match

One day they rubbed the wrong way, one too many times

welcome to hell, here's two devils assigned!!

hell for them was a desert, a hot barren spot

where they had to dance and duel all day,

to this duel song

they danced, yet neither knew how to dance

they shot, kids playing with real guns

the duel started in earnest,

their devils singing with venomous tongues

they danced around each other, in a tense stand-off

side glances, cold stares, they trigger the tongue! 

fast drawing they shot words of lead,

straight through each other’s hearts.

the devils cheered and danced fandango, having their fun 

while our couple bled to death on the ground, from words to the heart

They lost their lives and stained their name with hate

too late to learn or turn back from what they once said

they danced

they shot

they danced

yet neither knew how to dance

they shot 

kids playing with real guns

7: Bittersweet tears

Missing your kiss, can't find it anymore

Despite my search, despite my want

Where once were two, now there is no one

don't blame it on you or me, babe

it’s both or no one

both or no one

So come right over here 

and let me look into your eyes

I want to tell you

I loved you like I loved no one

after happy years, then came the tears,

It's time to say goodbye my dear

bittersweet tears

It's time to say goodbye

these are bittersweet tears

after our kiss turned into a hiss

we learnt the bitter taste of shattered dreams

so much for bliss

here love lies 

on its knees

Another failure, another love lost

this time I don't mind losing, loving you was worth the cost 

what 's losing a screw or two, or the damage to the heart

I would do it all over,  I'd begin at the start

but everything comes to an end, my love

you and me both

So come right over here 

and let me look into your eyes

I want to tell you

I loved you like I loved no one

after happy years, then came the tears,

It's time to say goodbye my dear

bittersweet tears

It's time to say goodbye

these are bittersweet tears

After years of battles

where kisses were the game and the reward

we aimed so high but we got low

we drove each other mad

Will we miss it at all?

Will I miss it at all?

No.

8: Electric-blue-eyed witch of the west

She had electric-blue eyes

and freckles everywhere

bewitched me with words 

she never said

I fell in love oh yeah! 

I thought she was the one

spellbound

I missed the red fangs

I wish I had the excuse

of being high or drunk,

love potion at work,

Yes, ma’am

Once the ring was on

her ‘love’ was promptly gone

toil and trouble followed

the bells’ song!

But now I’m free

yeah

I’m free

from her wicked ways,

and trickery!

[bubble bubble, toil and trouble

fire burn, cauldron bubble

for a charm of powerful trouble

like a hell broth, boil and bubble...]

I had my suspicions

that something wasn’t right

the brew of mysteries

the web of lies

Accursing for no reason

spelling with no rhyme

every day giving me

the evil eye!

I never got peace

I never got love

I became a restless soul

I had to do something

to break the spell

So I built my home

on the witch’s grave

And I keep her ghost away writing songs she would hate!

I’m free

yeah

I’m free

from her wicked ways,

and trickery!

(begone witch, out of my life, out of my life, out of my life 

(begone witch, out of my life out of my life, out of my f life)

[Iain’s soaring solo!]

I’m free

yeah! 

I’m free!

From her wicked ways and trickery!

(begone witch, out of my life, out of my life, out of my life 

begone witch, out of my life out of my life, out of my f life)

9: On closure day

On closure day

the words we didn’t say

spoke louder than our screams and shouts

than our vows and oaths

On closure day

there were no smiles,

no tears

no memories to share

our minds were clear

On closure day

we buried our fragile bond

never to be unearthed again

what a shame

I thought you were special

I thought you were special

I thought you were special

I thought you were the one

I thought you were special

You were no fun

I thought you were special

I thought you were my dream

I thought you were special

What a fool I’ve been!

What a fool I’ve been

And once the end has ended

for every choice we ever made,

we pay the price

we pay the price

twice

One for what we did,

the other for what we didn’t

on closure day

nothing’s forgotten,

nothing forgiven

And now that it’s all over

Now that the damage has been reversed

let the world know

that you,

you shot first.