Immersed in a feeling of energized focus,

high level concentrated,

transformation in sense of time,

melting action and consciousness.

 

Decide what I will fully focus on,

pursue leisure fits my skill set,

succeed, subconscious phenomenon,

distortion of time, immediate feedback.

 

Chorus

Completely engrossed, I know what to do

Accept excess challenges, experience flow.

With the one task at hand, I know where to go,

no conscious decisions, I know how to do.

 

Coping stress and anxiety,

devoted to the moment.

Activity truly rewards me,

I do complete what`s on demand.

 

Full involved, enjoy activity,

ready, achieve my ultimate goal,

overcome the task that challenges me,

life satisfaction overall.

 

Chorus

 

Flow has a documented correlation

to high level performance

in the fields of artistic, scientific

productivity, teaching!

 

Instrumental

 

Chorus

 

ZUM INHALT

 

When I looked into your eyes

I knew exactly what to do.

Man, it took me by surprise

Forevermore I`ll love you.

We were happy every day,

never planned our life tomorrow.

Suddenly you turned away,

your affection down to zero.

 

You don´t wanna listen,

you just wanna yak,

you fire pancuronium,

arrows at my heart.

All your love has faded,

all I sense is hate,

you want me to loathe you,

love you still instead.

 

You came back the other day,

I tried hard to safe our lives.

Had you decided differently,

if you’ d sensed the signs of strife?

 

You don´t wanna listen,

you just wanna yak,

you fire pancuronium,

arrows at my heart.

All your love has faded,

all I sense is hate,

you want me to loathe you,

love you still instead.

 

Hope that one day we will talk,

we can make us understand.

Hope that one day we will walk

together stronger hand in hand.

 

You don´t wanna listen,

you just wanna yak,

you fire pancuronium,

arrows at my heart.

All your love has faded,

all I sense is hate,

you want me to loathe you,

love you still instead.

 

ZUM INHALT

 

Pushing limits, bruised and scarred,

hit the wall, I fall, restart.

Shout my flaws, I hear the tone,

I’m not made of steel or stone.

 

Point it out, I feel the burn,

but pain’s the only way I learn,

don’t need praise, I need the truth,

‘cause growth was never fireproof.

 

Rip the silence, let it fly,

let me know the reason why

I don`t fear the sting, the blow,

One step back is still the fight,

learning wrong from doing right.

Don’t hold back your sharpened eyes,

cut me deep so I can rise.

 

It´s not defeat, it´s how I train,

break it down, build up again,

stumble hard, own the fall,

that’s how I rise above it all.

 

A sawtooth climb, it ain’t a lie,

I slip, I trip, I still get by,

your words, a mirror held to me,

they`re carving who I’m meant to be.

 

Rip the silence, let it fly,

let me know the reason why

I don`t fear the sting, the blow,

One step back is still the fight,

learning wrong from doing right.

Don’t hold back your sharpened eyes,

cut me deep so I can rise.

 

Memory is my weapon,

every scar is a lesson,

replay, relive, rewire,

pain is the forge and I am the fire.

 

Feel the sting, remember clear,

fall, the shame, burning fear,

engrave it deep, let it stay,

so I choose a better way.

 

Rip the silence, let it fly,

let me know the reason why

I don`t fear the sting, the blow,

One step back is still the fight,

learning wrong from doing right.

Don’t hold back your sharpened eyes,

cut me deep so I can rise.

 

ZUM INHALT

 

Didn’t learn from the ghosts of the past,

30’s warnings weren’t meant to last.

Fascism rose while the left stood blind,

threat is back, a twisted design.

Rage and fire in the streets again,

from the past the same refrain.

 

Capitol Hill, the flames ignite,

in the battle of freedom, we must fight.

United we stand, divided we fall,

Capitol Hill, it’s the final call.

Capitol Hill, Capitol Hill,

Capitol, it’s the final call.

 

Fascism‘s fear, freedom’s flame,

misogyny, hate, twisted names.

Can’t ignore, not turn away,

tomorrow’s fight starts today.

If we fail to see the storm ahead,

we’ll find ourselves among the dead.

 

Capitol Hill, the flames ignite,

in the battle of freedom, we must fight.

United we stand, divided we fall,

Capitol Hill, it’s the final call.

Capitol Hill, Capitol Hill,

Capitol, it’s the final call.

 

Can you hear the sound? Do we fall?

Do you hear the warning, the warning call?

Ashes of empires, do we loose our way?

Democracy trembling on display?

If we close our eyes, we’ll lose the fight,

it all repeats in cold daylight.

 

Capitol Hill, the flames ignite,

in the battle of freedom, we must fight.

United we stand, divided we fall,

Capitol Hill, it’s the final call.

Capitol Hill, Capitol Hill,

Capitol, it’s the final call.

 

Capitol Hill, the flames ignite,

in the battle of freedom, we must fight.

United we stand, divided we fall,

Capitol Hill, it’s the final call.

Capitol Hill, Capitol Hill,

Capitol, it’s the final call.

 

ZUM INHALT

 

Once I heard my teacher say:

“school, be sure, you´ll miss one day”.

I knew for sure, immediately,

this never will come true for me.

And as this was a profound lie,

I never learned for life a day.

 

Sit in class of religious teaching

where I was sent against my will

asked to visit Winston Churchill

you denied, no clemency.

 

The other day back in your class

you explain wonders of grace.

I do not follow your boring lesson,

furiously, slap me across my face.

 

Once I heard my teacher say:

“school, be sure, you´ll miss one day”.

I knew for sure, immediately,

this never will come true for me.

And as this was a profound lie,

I never learned for life a day.

 

Have to read aloud on the blackboard today,

in front of the school class, cryptography.

You are so proud, you were chosen, hurray,

deciphere the word, now pending mockery.

 

Our teacher commands, starts: “I´m a…”

You were chosen, because you are moronic,

“Donkey” you read, happy and innocent.

Teacher´s frustration, humiliation demonic.

 

Once I heard my teacher say:

“school, be sure, you´ll miss one day”.

I knew for sure, immediately,

this never will come true for me.

And as this was a profound lie,

I never learned for life a day.

 

It´s early morning, I have to resign

struggling with my wonderful bed,

class starts 8 am, can´t we start at 9, fits better.

I had to survive the long night before,

the test coming up today, but see

what really sucks most, I assure:

arrogant classmates all around me.

 

Study at home, frankly, all night

understand everything, I am quite alright,

except the questions the other day

in my exam were not okay.

 

Entrusted to your careful attention,

we recall your ironic notes,

hurt our nerves, in large dimensions,

too young to defend ourselves.

 

Once I heard my teacher say:

“school, be sure, you´ll miss one day”.

I knew for sure, immediately,

this never will come true for me.

And as this was a profound lie,

I never learned for life a day,

for life a day.

 

ZUM INHALT

 

Maya, thank you for teaching me,

love, compassion, empathy.

How many centuries later

you would be Head of our faculty?

Virtuousness, defeat painful crisis,

it´s clear we`ll get the blues

in other people shoes.

 

There’s one lesson we learned from history,

Pandemics strike globally.

We shall overcome it altogether peacefully.

 

Maya, thank you for teaching me,

love, compassion, empathy.

How many centuries later

you would be Head of our faculty?

Virtuousness, defeat painful crisis,

it´s clear we`ll get the blues

in other people shoes.

 

Health is not a private matter,

don´t respect geography,

affect at long last all of us, color, origin, gender, class.

 

Maya, thank you for teaching me,

love, compassion, empathy.

How many centuries later

you would be Head of our faculty?

Virtuousness, defeat painful crisis,

it´s clear we`ll get the blues

in other people shoes.

 

To do this, still we have to learn, accept and rediscover

it does depend on others though, we have to walk together

with all of our perception, with all of our spirit.

 

Maya, thank you for teaching me,

love, compassion, empathy.

How many centuries later

you would be Head of our faculty?

Virtuousness, defeat painful crisis,

it´s clear we`ll get the blues

in other people shoes.

 

These are the days of two incomes,

more divorces, pretty homes,

big men, small spirits, high profits, shattered families.

 

Maya, thank you for teaching me,

love, compassion, empathy.

How many centuries later

you would be Head of our faculty?

Virtuousness, defeat painful crisis,

it´s clear we`ll get the blues

in other people shoes.

 

ZUM INHALT

 

Lost in our stories,
faces in the crowd,
deep into mystery,
voices not to loud.
Finding our way,
learning day by day,
we’re here to stay,
we’re here to stay

From forming to storming,
we rise and we fall,
together we stand,
we’ll conquer it all.
Norming, performing,
finding our way,
we are on a mission,
we are here to play.

We’ll find our groove,
getting clear,
we start to move,
casting out the fear.
Our story unfolds,
as destiny calls,
our future holds,
our future holds.

From forming to storming,
we rise and we fall,
together we stand,
we’ll conquer it all.
Norming, performing,
finding our way,
we are on a mission,
we are here to play.

So we sing a song,
new melody,
letting go
what we used to be.
Welcome the new!
Chase the light!
Never alone,
never alone.

From forming to storming,
we rise and we fall,
together we stand,
we’ll conquer it all.
Norming, performing,
finding our way,
we are on a mission,
we are here to play.

 

ZUM INHALT

 

In the silence I find my might,

away from distraction’s blinding light.

See in power I have detected,

here is my song of the unexpected.

 

Let me close my eyes, find refuge true,

disengage form chaos, let me start new.

Enhance cognition, a mental feat,

quiet darkness, our minds will meet.

 

Words in the air, raging storm,

processing meaning, mental reform,

halfalogue whispers, predicting the scene,

one sided talk, a cognitive sheen.

 

Let me close my eyes, find refuge true,

disengage form chaos, let me start new.

Enhance cognition, a mental feat,

quiet darkness, our minds will meet.

 

Café of distraction, a dangerous thrill,

in the constant buzz, I lose my will.

The unexpected breaks through the veil,

distracting my mind, like a ship without sail.

 

Let me close my eyes, find refuge true,

disengage form chaos, let me start new.

Enhance cognition, a mental feat,

quiet darkness, our minds will meet.

 

Let me close my eyes, find refuge true,

disengage form chaos, let me start new.

Enhance cognition, a mental feat,

quiet darkness, our minds will meet.

 

ZUM INHALT

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bias is used in politics

fake information.

There are facts and opinions,

what do I believe?

Hope my head evaluates

plausibility!

 

Cause my brain wants it simple

cause my brain wants it cool,

doesn´t need heuristic,

easy answers approved.

Yes, I know I was right,

but now I`m not sure,

every time I turn around,

there´s another closed door.

 

I do believe what I`d heard before,

feels familiar.

Process information,

based on prior beliefs

Avoid falling prey

to illusion of truth.

 

Cause my brain wants it simple

cause my brain wants it cool,

doesn´t need heuristic,

easy answers approved.

Yes, I know I was right,

but now I`m not sure,

every time I turn around,

there´s another closed door.

 

Politicians making promises,

can they keep their word?

I´ve been fooled so many times

I still do believe.

Seeking reliable information

checking facts.

 

Cause my brain wants it simple

cause my brain wants it cool,

doesn´t need heuristic,

easy answers approved.

Yes, I know I was right,

but now I`m not sure,

every time I turn around,

there´s another closed door.

 

ZUM INHALT

(oder Idas Milchladen)

 

Hey hey milky way

I really hate.

Hey, hey didn’t stay,

you went away.

Hey, hey not your fault,

it’s sad to say.

Hey hey milky way,

Hey milky way.

 

It’s morning 5 o’clock,

Bavarian war horse slams the door,

sit upright in my bed,

electrified, no sleep no more.

 

Com’in home late night

switch on the stairway lights,

cucarachas running,

sounds like tossing dice.

 

Hey hey milky way

I really hate.

Hey, hey didn’t stay,

you went away.

Hey, hey not your fault,

it’s sad to say.

Hey hey milky way,

Hey milky way.

 

I would love to listen

when you call Mr. Brummer,

tell him: “got a job,

same procedure every summer.”

 

Mr. Smith could not afford

to rent in Atham,

buys tickets every day,

for lunch at milky way.

 

Bavarian war horse slams the door,

Mrs. Laufer started number one,

we call Mr. Brummer,

sounds like tossing dice.

 

For decades had no clue

who ran the business? Who´d begun?

I learned from two old queens,

Mrs. Laufer started number one.

 

Hey hey milky way

I really hate.

Hey, hey didn´t stay,

you went away.

Hey, hey not your fault,

it´s sad to say.

Hey Hey milky way,

Hey milky way.

 

Hey hey milky way

I really hate.

Hey, hey didn´t stay,

you went away.

Hey, hey not your fault,

it´s sad to say.

Hey hey milky way,

Hey milky way.

 

Hey hey milky way

I really hate.

Hey, hey didn´t stay,

you went away.

Hey, hey not your fault,

it´s sad to say.

Hey hey milky way,

Hey milky way.

 

ZUM INHALT

 

In a cycle of echoes, we find our way.

repeating old pattern, day by day,

a troubled past haunts, a ghost in the night,

searching for love, but it’s never quite right.

 

Why do we chase the shadows past?

hoping this time, love will last.

caught in a dance, a familiar embrace,

yearning for change, but stuck in this place.

 

So we’re singing the same old tune,

lost in a rhythm of love and gloom,

breaking the cycle, a struggle so real,

learning to heal and truly feel.

 

Like magnets we‘ re drawn, to what we‘ve known,

even if it‘ s toxic, a heart turned to stone,

searching for solace, redemption in sight,

old wounds reopen, in the absence of light.

 

Why do we cling to what hurts us most?

enigmatic puzzle, a complex ghost,

breaking the chains, a battle within,

finding the strength to begin the begin.

 

So we’ re singing the same old tune,

lost in a rhythm of love and gloom,

breaking the cycle, a struggle so real,

learning to heal and truly feel.

 

Sometimes the past holds us tight,

but we are warriors, ready fight,

a symphony of growth, a song of change,

rising above, we will arrange.

 

So we’ re singing the same old tune,

lost in a rhythm of love and gloom,

breaking the cycle, a struggle so real,

learning to heal and truly feel.

 

ZUM INHALT