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THE GATHERING LYRICS
"How To Measure A Planet?" (1998)
1. Frail (You Might As Well Be Me)
2. Great Ocean Road
3. Rescue Me
4. My Electricity
5. Liberty Bell
6. Red Is A Slow Colour
7. The Big Sleep
8. Marooned
9. Travel
1. Frail (You Might As Well Be Me)
You lead me
I do need redemption
Whenever I don't know
I feed you balance
We will not rest
Until the search ends
I bleed for you
I voluntarily give myself
I need my fraility
Oh so soon
I will unfold
I bleed for you
I voluntarily give myself
2. Great Ocean Road
It is all there
The earth and the ocean
They contain the power
of our lives
This beautiful city
that surrenders
to the nightfall
Carving the grounds
we walk upon
And the air
We all dare
to ride it somehow
Blue and black is the sky
While tumbling down
Trapped into the freedom
of an aeroplane
Deprived of sleep
we jump into the deep
With no knowledge whatsoever
There is no place
on the face
of this earth
Only silence
is the sound
of an angel
3. Rescue Me
All I want
is to be where you are
Wisdom
will nurse you
Pass your sense
on to me
Weigh my hands
And help me
I gasp
for air
what is the wear
That shows on my face
Pass your sense
on to me
Weigh my hands
Rescue me
I rinse my face
in water
My breath runs out
in the waves
4. My Electricity
I send your name
up into the sky
And the wind blows it back into my face
You see, even nature
reacts on me
And all my electricity
will make it across your sea
With every wave the sea makes
My body gets weaker
and weaker.... and weaker..
You see, even nature
reacts on me
And all my electricity
will make it across your sea
And provides you
with my love
5. Liberty Bell
No brainwaves or activity
while the craft is in the air
It's getting dark, it's getting light
we are sitting in a chair
We have fastened every belt
we cannot float out of our seats
It's so enormously frightening
When our tail reaches superheat
Another timezone
a change of season
it is turning dark again
We're getting ready for yet
another orbit around our planet
It is time for the galactic cruise
To come to an end
One last view on the world
and the time we have spend
6. Red Is A Slow Colour
The black house in in my street
looks too dark just to go inside
But when I do
I cannot move because of
the mess in the hallway
The picture on the wall is chaotic
I don't want to look at it
But when I do
I cannot speak because of
the confusion in my head
I am unfit and I want to leap away
But when I do
The red colour comes after me
It is fierce and it moves slow
The picture on the wall is chaotic
I don't want to look at it
But when I do
I cannot speak because of
the confusion in my head
I am unfit and I want to leap away
But when I do
The red colour comes after me
It is fierce and it moves slow
7. The Big Sleep
Deprivation of my sleep
is so bad
I need to weep
myself into a coma
And drift far far away
from reality
sing me a lullaby
"Summertime"
I'm dreaming
I'm dreaming
Temporary failure to close my eyes
leeds to a final
loss of sanity
I need to slip
into a deep sunken sleep
And drift far, far away
from reality
I'm dreaming
I'm dreaming.....
8. Marooned
I know from a lesser tribe
I suppose the range of my intelligence
is way too wide
And you don't see me
'cause I don't have much to say
My emotional outlet
is consuming the better part of me
And apart from the wrong words
a tortured cry is making me see
That you don't see me
'cause I don't have much to say
hours and hours fo jealousy
are passing me by
Although hollow silence
is the only wave
going through your brain
And you don't see me
'cause I don't have much to say
9. Travel
Melodic stanzas
are symphonizing their way
through your weary head
To feed your distrust
And fill it's mouth with the desire
to soulfully be one with your creation
Not a subject to control
you call upon a higer power
for help and inspiration
The crowd waits
and turns their faces
towards you expectantly
you give them what they need
But their useless criticism
makes you die
a bit more inside
Not a subject to control
you call upon a higer power
for help and inspiration
Oh, I swoon
while loudspeakers play soft music
Leaning
over your fourtieth masterpiece
You must have loved
the colour of these violins
I wish I knew you
Your fit of insanity makes me sad
I wish you knew
your music was to stay forever
And I hope....
I have no clue
if you know how much it matters
And i hope....
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