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Pressure Fractures



"Pressure Fractures" is about life, childhood, misfortune, school bullying, lack of love, backstabbing.
Living your life in harmony with your own principles. Sail away to farthest North, fight your battle in isolation....

And see your life through a key hole.....in the age of five.


This is complete lyrics page for "Pressure Fractures" album :


1. INTRO:

Hello, hello, hello !


Welcome to our show, you shall feel
what it´s like to hit your hand through the door,
feel the pain of pressure fractures !

And perhaps you like to be humiliated
in front of other children, start you music career
with tears in your eyes !

Your school mates, who lost their minds
and disappeared, maybe they dig their own caves ?
Or their graves ?


So many broken hearts, so many stabbed backs,
it is strange that these boys just keep going on !

Please stay with us    for a while, and we show
you the stairway to hate,

and how you can see  your life through a keyhole.

Close your mouth, blind your eyes, and
let the music flow.

I hope you´re seated nicely,The show of Pressure Fractures
 will start in a moment now !



2. PRESSURE FRACTURES ( part one:  The Mother )

 
    I can not see you, anymore
     I close my eyes, I  hear your voice
  
    Instead of love, life offered me,
    endless circle of pain, without any help

    Everything is shrinking, into one point,   
    my mind is in the whirlwind, everything is twisted,
   
    When they called me you were gone,
    It was 'Long Friday'....my Golgatha!

   
    Instead of love, life offered me,
    endless circle of the pain, without any help

    Everything is shrinking, into one point,   
    my mind is in the whirlwind, everything is twisted,

    ( mother speaking )

    She said: come closer to me. My voice is weakening...
    tell me about the lillies on the riverside,
    Do they blossom in the spring ?
    Has the wind from the west dried now the winter ?
    Has the snow disappeared ?
    I´m looking for coming home...
 
    Instead of love, life offered me,
    endless circle of pain, without any help

    Everything is shrinking, into one point,   
    my mind is in the whirlwind, everything is twisted,

    Prosecutors:

    He is shame for the society...ha haa.
    He´s using a drugs..I know ! Drugs !
    Nobody can be so strong without using a drugs...
    Hidden race horces, I know, hidden race horces somewhere.
     Hah hah oh yeah,

    Grandmother the witch:

    He´s stolen goods from me, he´stolen all my precious jewels,
    he´s a bad boy, you hear me, he´s a bad boy.
   
   

    And now, my life,is going down the drain,
    And I, can feel, it´s shrinking into one point,

        The pressure fractures !

   
    I can see it now, she wont´come back, it´s over now,
    I can see it clear, I won´t see you again,
    but I wish, perhaps somewhere, someday
    I can see it now, even strongest pain, must cool down...



3. PRESSURE FRACTURES: ( part two: stairway to hate )
 

I don´t know, why you do this to me, shouldn´t you love me…I´m your son ?

Dragging me down the stairs, wakening me to the nightmare,

What do you think ? Should I die ?

 

Seeing life through a key-hole, reading from the lips,

“Our boy is sick” ( father )  “It´s a punishment” ( mother )

Dragging the sledge of stones, tied into the burden

Of unworthiness,   that´s me !

 

Will you lock me again ? Under the stairs, into the closet,

Leaving me alone, when you´re away !

Why didn´t you take me with you, if you thought´ I would do damage for the house ?

But you never understood that I was the one to be broken….

 

Seeing life through the key-hole, shadows getting longer,

They are away……again…..

Floating into the despair, felling into sleep,

Wakening …… for mothers scream. !

 

But I won´t listen – I scream louder !



4. THE CAVE:  intro


( alarm bell ringing.... )

father:     Get up boy ! It´s time to wake up ! Ya hear me ?
boy:         I don´t want to go to the school....
father:     What ? Why ?
boy:         They´ll torture me there...torture me there !
father:     Stupid boy, get up now, come on !


5. THE CAVE


Waiting for the bell to rang,

soon I would be free to leave to home,

and be free  from these wicked kids,

whose only pleasure is to mock my stupidness,


                       Waiting for a mothers love,

                             waiting for a fathers protection

                             but they don´t give me any answers

                             nor any needed love


                   All they are going to say:

                             "Yes, you were our mistake"  ( father speaking )

                             "Why do you exist?"                ( mother speaking )

                             "Why are you even born ?"   


I´m digging myself a cave,

inside a soft riverbank,

it will be my own world,

no-one to find me there

 

                             All my class-mates who tortured me

                             are living in my night-mares,

                             Wild flowing stream,

                             flushed my cave away,

 

                            But nothing could clean my hate,

                             I wish I would be strong some day,

                             I could hide them inside riverbank

                             and walk back (to) home




6. THE LOVE HAS LEFT THE BUILDING

I guess you know, was it love, or was it dying...

 And if I was to blame, tell me what I did wrong,

 I´m falling into pieces, just when I needed you the most,

 You walked away and left me shrinking into my doom.

 


                      But I still love you, how could I escape

                      But I still love you, you´re part of me


We´re drifting apart, our chain of love has rusted ( and broken )

I´m staring empty walls, listening the echoes of my self-accusations

 

The love has left the building, darkening day eats the courage

and brings the pain...

In the hours of the night, I wonder how can you survive !

 


                      But I still love you, how could I escape

                      But I still love you, you´re part of me

 

 

                      But I will survive

                      I have climbed so high

                      If I have to roll down

                      I would not give up......

 

                      I will survive !  -  I will survive !




7. UNHERO: Drifter of the Northern Seas

The wind is changing, I set the sails for the gale

I must be brave, I can not fear

When they expelled me from my own tribe

I have been an outcast, drifter of the northern seas

 

                      

                      A hunter

                      and a fisherman

                      living from the hand of the God   

 

 

Everything I own, is in this leaking boat

I raise my nets, slowly with my cold hands,

Ropes are worn, but what can I do..?

I wish there would be some fish, otherwise I can not survive !

 

                     

                      I feel, I am blessed

                      a codfish will be my meal   

 


I am taking direction, towards the Island I know,

Soon the darkness will come, and seabirds fades away

I´m reading the stars, I know the way

Turning (of) the sky, it tells the time

 

                     

                      I´m a navigator

                      I´m a sailor,

                      Sea creatures watches my way

 

 

Gale is blowing harder,I have to strengthen the rig,

Before I loose any canvas, I reef the sails,

comfortably wrapping myself into wolf skins,

Journey to the Island has begun….

 


                     I´m a navigator

                     I´m a sailor,

                     Sea creatures watches my way 


                     I´m a navigator

                     I´m a sailor,

                     Maybe God will  watch my way.....




8. SYMPHONY OF THE FOOLS


intro:

Do I feel that I´m the same person, that I used to be ?

Seeking for the final answers, trying to understand the master plan,

Unlock the secrets, read what´s written and realize we´re here alone,

Our home, the Earth, jewelry among the stars,

will some day, glorified, for the mankind !


-

 My mind was free and I was flying,

 Through the mysteries of the Universe,

Galaxies and every star,

in perfect…strange harmony


If you look to the stars,

you may hear the sound of the universe,

vibrations through your heart,

and you know….you´re not alone.


                      But why the space is so empty ?

                      No signs of life,

                      Yet we try to reach to the stars,

                      do we find universal love or just answers ?


In my heart, I´m crying

I see seeds of evil, signs of madness,

Blindfolded enslaved masses,
marching against each other


Every living soul, stumbles under the same sun,

instead of trying to change the world,

shouldn´t we look what´s in our hearts ?


                      And when I look down the human race,

                      I hear the symphony in my ears,

                      Again and again, and again and again

                      I hear the symphony of the fools….fools !



9. BACKSTABBER


You try to tell, that you´re my friend
but you´re a spider, waiting in your web,
you shall not rest, crawling silently on the walls,
   
Your stabb comes from the dark,and you stabb for good,
but when I destroy you, you change your shape,

    There´s a stabber on the run,
    those who fear, must run...yeah,
    run away from her love

    Jewelry that you wear,are the hearts that you have stolen,
    with the lies that you spread, you turn diamonds into coal,
    whispers from the dark, tempt me in to your side,
   
    but I have realized, your heart´s not a golden,
    This time it´s different, I wont´ turn my back:
    This time it´s different, I wont´ turn my back:


There´s a stabber on the run,
those who fear, must run...yeah,
run away from her love


There´s a stabber on the run,
those who fear, must run...yeah,
run away from her love

So...you´re backstabber !
You stab so deep !


    Oh yeah,yeah... I´ve been waiting....
    mmmm.....I´ve really been waiting...
    the day of my revenge, is coming to you,
    Soon you´ll be eating, your own poison,
    all your evil ways, goes in vain,
    all your evil ways, goes in vain,

    There´s a stabber on the run,
    those who fear, must run...yeah,
    run away - from her love



10. FAR AWAY


Far away, I hear your name and it´s calling me  back again

I close my eyes, I dream ( that ) you are near, and there´s no thing between us

I bow my head, life makes me humble, and it´s giving so much to me

I say silent pray, I dream that you never change, I finally feel that I´m a free man.....

                      I have often told to you that I love you so

                      but you got to believe that I mean it

                      I have often told to you that you are my dream

                      but you got to believe that I mean it

so close so far away........

so close so far away........

Don´t tell me what more I could find, there no such thing on Earth

I feel the sun, it´s lighting through my closed eyes

your face is burned to my mind.


                      I have often told to you that I love you so

                      but you got to believe that I mean it

                      I have often told to you that you are my dream

                      but you got to believe that I mean it




11. PRESSURE FRACTURES: ( part three: music school )


Welcome to the Children Music school season -77 ending party.!

Before we continue with the actual program, I must warn the audience,
 specially the parents, that your children have been lazy,
and they indeed have neglected the good, exact training program
that we have been used here since the nineteen-fifty.

For it is my pleasure to say, that our Checkoslovakian teacher Mrs.
Sarkasm has been able to apply new, improved methods :

 that is:
 interrupting the badly behaving children immediately when mistake, even a small one, occurs.

Now the audience will have strong demonstration of these new methods,
when one of our students, rather undeveloped small boy, - Richard-   will
play song of his own.

As you may notice during the performance, we do not encourage any
of our students to compose their own songs, as you may see and hear
from the poor results what the children are capable to compose.



Perhaps Richard should now approach the piano, and I will guide
him through his performance ( laughter.)


    Aah,  a mistake ! Everybody noticed: a mistake,
    Aah, an another one, mistake again !
    Everybody noticed: a mistake,

    Mistake, you hear me !
    Ha hah, a lot of mistakes in that part !

    Boring...boring....
    Mistake, mistake, mistake !
    Mistake, mistake, mistake, don´t you understand !
    Mistake, mistake, mistake....ha ha ha haaaa !


END



Disclaimer:

Text for the songs are written by: Janne Rikhard Nevalainen, Finland, copyright: J.Nevalainen, publication rights: Cozhe, 2012

The songs were written during the years 2001 - 2011.  Any resemblance to real persons is intentional.
Most of the stories are based on real events which we or our friends, family members etc. have really experienced.

No hidden "secret" messages, nor references to other musical publications, songs, albums etc intentionally.

Please respect the stories; do not use the text in any other context than  "Cozhe" or "Pressure Fractures" related issues.
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