A Smile in The Mirror

Conquered & Divided – 4:12
Borders – 5:18
Evil Witch’s Words – 7:25
Such Stories – 4:05
Riverbeds – 5:21
Painting – 6:19
Fast One – 3:53
Glaciers Rush – 4:59

Release am 30. September 2019

Alle Songs wurden komponiert, geschrieben und produziert von Spiderwebs & Foam / Max Hoffmann, Robin von Sack, Wolfgang Stammer, Gian Luca von Raesfeld.

Recording durch Michel Malbranc und Daniel Frase

Mix und Master von Michel Malbranc, Max Gärtner und Daniel Wrase

Illustration von Deborah Fischer

Copyright Spiderwebs & Foam / All rights reserved

Conquered & Divided

The season is old
And desert is cold
Stay warm when the rains come once more
Stop me in my steps
With no thoughts but your own
Once I’ve started there is no, there’s no more
But I fall soft in the sand
So this is where I stand
Once conquered now divided
I move my goals to the other side
I can see the solace
The dust filled rays
Wind rushing over rhymes that’s what the bookboard trays
But it is hard to focus
When you’re smiling
I’ll watch you watch unknown faces
But I fall soft in the sand
So this is where I stand
Once conquered now divided
I move my goals to the other side
But I fall soft in the sand
So this is where I stand

Borders

We’ve crossed a border
Well-knowing, we should have turned
The highest of the profits we earned
Have left no second chances
As long as money is ruling
We will never learn
Soon we will see our system collapsing
No more trees, no more fields, no more stars
Clouds of black smoke from the chimney tops covering the green
You just dreamed tonight
That everything will be fine again
Then woke up with heavy eyes
And a grey world around
No more trees, no more fields, no more stars
Clouds of black smoke from the chimney tops covering the green
Clouds of black smoke from the chimney tops cover the green

Evil Witch’s Words

And on the first nightThere was something I had meant to tell youThat I would steal the evil witches words for you
I tore down the dropWith my dreams and my thoughtsI climbed up the stairsTo see what was there
A voodoo songI have spread you into my eyesBut you caught my tongueBefore I could even cry a line
Behind the moonIs where you will find meI think I’ll stay here for a whileI think I’ll stay here for a while
I stepped in the coldTo walk on the sideWith so much to sayAnd everything I hide
I am here and you are thereI am here and you are there

Such Stories

The rooftop chimneys let out their fumes,As the hours of the clock take off for a walk
And I fall into the cracks in the roadWhere the plants sprout and build their homes
Somewhere the night is callingThe chill was biting my fingersSomewhere the night is callingThe chill was biting my fingers
Your bells ring me to your churchHave you gone home, or gone somewhere elseAnd the cowboy in my hair rides against the sun in despair
But I fall, so I get hurtAnd the days burn into oneBut I fall, so I get hurtAnd the days burn into one
I did not write the tale as it isWe seem to’ve been born with such storiesCan’t I just rewrite the play that I’m in?You might not see me tomorrow
Fireflies in the skyFloating points in the voidWe seem to’ve been born with such storiesI did not write the tale as it isYou might not see me tomorrow

Riverbeds

Where rivers sleep in their bed’sWe shatter their dreams by making dayAnd like silhouettes on a saloon’s stageWe shyly dance to the jungle’s swingHad I known the play you were stagingI would have flown a hot air balloonUntil it popped in the cloudsLike the smile of a clown pops to a frown
The river flow drags me too closeAnd I collide into your sideIn the mirror there did you see it tooIf you could be someone how about youWe both can’t dance there’s none around to seeExcept for the moon beyond the balconyThere goes the rabbit’s head bouncing, time ticking fastWe both don’t know that this won’t last
Silence cuts the gloomy fogGhost kissing the grass greenHauntingly sweeping through the writer’s playClash the swords between you and meThe crowd is waiting for the final kissBut you wander through your linesAnd pull from your memory those ghostly wordsTo powder the pistol and blast the absurd
I’ve discovered the nightAim for the sunYou’re still aroundI don’t know how
Walk straight take a leftPick up your pace and your thereIt is here I will breakBut the balloons will stayFly off, fly off
I’ve discovered the nightAim for the sunYou’re still aroundI don’t know howFly off, fly offWalk straight take a leftPick up your pace and your thereIt is here I will breakTo a boxers stareFly off, fly off

Painting

In the dark side of my roomThe ships had sailed offDo you remember the moment?I was the only one in torment
Do you believe the match did it?It happened long before it was litGo ahead and tie the ribbonsAround the painting of yesterday’s goodbye
Cry your heart outRace until the clouds partThe moon is about to sayYour just a heartbeat away
Cry your heart outRace until the clouds partThe moon is about to sayYour just a heartbeat away
Your blood red fault stops me in my stepsAnd lets me wilt like a flower under too much rainWords; what good have they done me?I never let you down; I never made a sound
Cry your heart outRace until the clouds partThe moon is about to sayYour just a heartbeat away
Cry your heart outRace until the clouds partThe moon is about to sayYour just a heartbeat away
So play trick or treat with meAnd I will dress up for the causeBut the paint will wear off quicklyAnd I will become the honest clown I was

Fast One

It’s gonna take a fast oneTo embrace the deadI know what you thought ofThe word I said
Where did I go wrong?I’m tired of my own talesI feel I’ve lost my gribWhile going off the rails
Who guides me back all the way?Who leads me back to reality?I’ve lost the map of my own mindWhere can I find it?
It’s gonna take a fast oneTo embrace the deadI know what you thought ofThe word I said
Where did I go wrong?I’m tired of my own talesI feel I’ve lost my gribWhile going off the rails
Who guides me back all the way?Who leads me back to reality?I’ve lost the map of my own mindWhere will I find it?

Glaciers Rush

A seasaws creakFireworks and branded thoughtsYou break the soundPlay hide and seek like the lost and found
Whos the hauntedWhite sheets with holes for eyesCracks in the ceilingPiece your mind togetherPiece your mind together
Oh I wear black because I’m feeling blueSmiling at the mask, I haven’t got a clueA song to difficult to singI look like a man, but I cry like a king
Glaciers rushThese tyrants are oldThousands years meltGrow up to see with your own eyes
After darkGet away from this townTry not to flyYour air is letting us all downLetting us all down
Oh I wear black because I’m feeling blueSmiling at the mask, I haven’t got a clueA song to difficult to singI look like a man, but I cry like a king
Let it lie nowLet it lie nowLet it lie nowLet it lie nowLet it lie nowLet it lie nowLet it lie nowLet it lie nowLet it lie nowLet it lie nowLet it lie nowLet it lie now