Boom, Boom – Bang, Bang, someone is a-falling
and the wind is howlin’ through an emptiness.
Boom, Boom – Bang, Bang, someone is a-tellin’
a story of peace and of a comin’ world.
But man is crazy as long as he believes
only in his naked make-beliefs.
Sweet in the morning, nights in the heart.
Trouble is a-lurking in the mystic dark.
War and anger guiding where love is needed most.
Pretty woman smiling and the earth is on the verge
to collapse and to destruction and murmuring there is
‘bout ecology and money, my friend.
Crazy, crazy, crazy. Well, it is just the word
to name it all: better leave it undisturbed.
Shakin’ and a-rollin’ all the bodies they move on.
Someone’s got a trigger, someone’s hangin’ on.
Trouble in the water and trouble in the air.
Trouble in the mind unconscious of the aim.
Spirit on the waters, spirit in the heart,
golden is the answer blooming in the dark.
Never mind the story, important is the end:
and that is good for sure, I tell it, my friend.
Nothing’s ever lost born out of your soul,
even if man is struggling with his deathbound goals.
Boom, Boom – Bang, Bang, someone is a-falling
and the wind is howlin’ through an emptiness.
Boom, Boom – Bang, Bang, someone is a-tellin’
a story of peace and of a comin’ world.
But man is crazy as long as he believes
only in his naked make-beliefs.
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany