Becky Was Here

Night Is At Hand Lady sun Gathers her radiant skirts up and sets to depart While the slowly creeping fingers of dark Start covering the land Night is at hand The sun’s long shadows reaching out And leading to the door Another day has come and gone Just like the day before Tomorrow brings another yet In one endless array The drone of morrow comes before The last one fades away But till then Night Music to my soul Resigning all control I’m ready for the fall Upstairs little Becky lies and she is wide awake That noise she herd a second time - It was no mistake Who is it there? What is it there? A-hiding ‘neath the bed A ghoul or a ghost or something from that book she read Don’t make a sound and cover up real tight under the sheets Just close your eyes and try to picture something nice and sweet And think of Night Demons, Ghouls and more They’re clawing at your door Bigger than before And somewhere on the edge of town young Trevor’s in a bind Across the smoke-filled bar his eyes fall back on her behind So many girls of every kind, and yet so little time A cleavage passes by… then he returns to her behind All the feeling’s gone Another day is done Questioning who’s won Coda: Now people think and plan ahead But I remember grandma said: “A man thinks and God laughs” You can joke or play an ass Still everything will come to pass You can’t change it, not by half So be-ye safe And goodnight In Between Your eyes are open to a land in between A yellowing card in your hand Dystopian harmonies, thick, yet inviting A red tint to the sand Crumpled papers mark a path To a palm tree, bearing strange fruit A dove’s cry makes you look to the heaven A hawk flying by in pursuit The dove drops, seeking refuge beside you The hawk moving in for the kill Some clocks run in different directions Imagine that standing still Gnawing engines make you turn your head Thee eastern sky hinting of morn Nameless figures surround a pile of ashes From which a phoenix is born The phoenix drops, seeking refuge beside you The hawk moving in for the kill Some clocks run in different directions Imagine that standing still Revolt And now my friends our time is here The situation’s made it all too clear The maps are drawn The stars - aligned And now my friends it is our time The morning sun upon our face The quiet days are gone without a trace The trumpets roar Their call aloud The morning sun will see us proud They come from every corner of the land Are drawn to where we stand As summoned by command As many as the sand To take into our hands Just walk. The path and do not stray The days of idle talk have gone away So chin up high And show no fear And now my friends our time is here Troubled Times I wake into the storm The sound that can’t be borne The freedom is all gone I shift my gaze away And all you mannered men beware As you will find our - no-one cares And you can try it if you dare But you will probably die out… The same in every way No subtle words say And violence all around This is the dying ground And it don’t matter if you run You have been breathing it to long And now eternal night will dawn And the way back home is… Gone, gone… And where are we all bound And everywhere is black And everywhere there’s lack There is no turning back We have to find someone to blame There’s no more modesty or shame And only troubled times remain But I will find you once a… Hope Come spend some time with me today ‘Cause we both know what’s coming our way But see the ocean, the perfect sky Don’t let this moment pass us by Despite the sun upon our face The quiet days are gone without a trace For in the distance storm clouds descend Our borrowed time is near its end And we will fly way up high Until the clouds pass us by And in the rainbow we’ll be alive To shine Come spend some time with me today We’ll watch the sun release its final ray As night it falls now upon the land Our farewell is near at hand Come spend some time with me tonight Your eyes are candles shining clear and bright So let me join you, breathe in your light And spend some time with me tonight And we will fly way up high Until the clouds pass us by And in the rainbow we’ll be alive Until the clouds pass us by And in the rainbow we’ll be alive To shine Night is at hand מילים ולחן: ליאור אקרמן עיבוד והפקה: אור בהיר שירה: ליאור אקרמן גיטרות: אור בהיר בס: אדם שפלן תופים: רן יורגנסון In Between מילים ולחן: ליאור אקרמן עיבוד והפקה: אור בהיר שירה: ליאור אקרמן גיטרות: אור בהיר בס: אדם שפלן תופים: רן יורגנסון REVOLT מילים ולחן: ליאור אקרמן עיבוד והפקה: אור בהיר שירה: ליאור אקרמן גיטרות: אור בהיר בס: אדם שפלן תופים: רן יורגנסון Troubled Times מילים ולחן: ליאור אקרמן עיבוד והפקה: אור בהיר שירה: ליאור אקרמן גיטרות: אור בהיר בס: אדם שפלן תופים: רן יורגנסון Hope מילים ולחן: ליאור אקרמן עיבוד והפקה: אור בהיר שירה: ליאור אקרמן גיטרות: עמית ארז גיטרה-סלייד: אור תמונת עטיפה הורד פייסבוק ספוטיפיי more... ליאור אקרמן Masking Tape 3:31 more... ליאור אקרמן Nameless Prince 5:13 more... ליאור אקרמן שקיעה מאוחרת 3:19 more... ליאור אקרמן Where Do We Hide 5:32 more... ליאור אקרמן Black bodies radiation 4:37 more... ליאור אקרמן Wake up 2:13 more... ליאור אקרמן Lost 5:06 more... ליאור אקרמן Revolt 3:07