MUSIC WRITTEN
& PERFORMED
BY ANTON JANE.
VOCALS
& LYRICS
BY MOONYA.
DRUMS - MIX
& MASTERING /
DAVID FONTAINE.
PHOTOGRAPHY
& GRAPHIC DESIGN /
ANTON JANE.
& PERFORMED
BY ANTON JANE.
VOCALS
& LYRICS
BY MOONYA.
DRUMS - MIX
& MASTERING /
DAVID FONTAINE.
PHOTOGRAPHY
& GRAPHIC DESIGN /
ANTON JANE.
people.
the pace quickens as my thoughts come and go
people, people…
make slow steps then walk at a frenetic pace
people, people
they are struggling to move forward
making up for lost time, lost time…
they don’t really know where they stand
people, people
they are looking for what would suit them in others
all of a sudden, a crowd rises
together…
people are walking, disorganised, together
the pace quickens as my thoughts come and go
people, people…
make slow steps then walk at a frenetic pace
people, people
they are struggling to move forward
making up for lost time, lost time…
they don’t really know where they stand
people, people
they are looking for what would suit them in others
all of a sudden, a crowd rises
together…
people are walking, disorganised, together
in my mind.
there is no one on the horizon,
not a whisper, not a sound...
in my mind, they are walking, they
are coming and going
in my mind...
i can hear the steps of the crowd
their grimacing faces stare me
down
in my mind, they are walking, they
are coming and going
in my mind...
the world is no longer right
in my mind
there is no one on the horizon,
not a whisper, not a sound...
in my mind, they are walking, they
are coming and going
in my mind...
i can hear the steps of the crowd
their grimacing faces stare me
down
in my mind, they are walking, they
are coming and going
in my mind...
the world is no longer right
in my mind
on the way.
when days seem like weeks and weeks seem like years,
it’s time to jump and dive to the other side
time flies for happy people
rain is never sad and thunder never roars
against happy people
on the way, time marches on, days go by,
and nights bore us to sleep
unforgettable encounters feed the mind
every moment is a change
every discovery is an opportunity
for happy people to share
on the way, time marches on, days go by,
and nights bore us to sleep
when days seem like weeks and weeks seem like years,
it’s time to jump and dive to the other side
time flies for happy people
rain is never sad and thunder never roars
against happy people
on the way, time marches on, days go by,
and nights bore us to sleep
unforgettable encounters feed the mind
every moment is a change
every discovery is an opportunity
for happy people to share
on the way, time marches on, days go by,
and nights bore us to sleep
no reason.
i’m looking for reasons
which don’t belong to me
i’m finding answers
which anyone could give
why whisper
while we could shout that we’re alive
out of discretion, hoping to disturb no one
we remain silent, without action,
while we can vent our anger
out of fear, to avoid repercussions
we’re in a rush, we’re unsettled
while we could take the time
out of a sense of nostalgia,
to make up for lost time
why not catch what’s within our grasp
why always try to look further
no reason’s good enough
i’m looking for reasons
which don’t belong to me
i’m finding answers
which anyone could give
why whisper
while we could shout that we’re alive
out of discretion, hoping to disturb no one
we remain silent, without action,
while we can vent our anger
out of fear, to avoid repercussions
we’re in a rush, we’re unsettled
while we could take the time
out of a sense of nostalgia,
to make up for lost time
why not catch what’s within our grasp
why always try to look further
no reason’s good enough
second.