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SunShine's Songs Opus 4 numbers 1 - 10: S.S. Realities / Yesteryears

SunShine's Songs Opus 4 number 1 : Take Me Back
SunShine's Songs Opus 4 number 2 : Apple-Song
SunShine's Songs Opus 4 number 3 : Sighs of the Future
SunShine's Songs Opus 4 number 4 : Patterns
SunShine's Songs Opus 4 number 5 : The Angle that I am
SunShine's Songs Opus 4 number 6 : Down in the the Camp
SunShine's Songs Opus 4 number 7 : The Four-Legged Heart
SunShine's Songs Opus 4 number 8 : See It when You Ride
SunShine's Songs Opus 4 number 9 : The Thief
SunShine's Songs Opus 4 number 10: A young Lad

Take me Back

DEMO

DEMO

Take me back
To the dreamy world
Of the days
When I was young.

Apple-Song

DEMO

I want to be an artist - yeah,
I want to sell my soul, to see for you -
O but since we ate that apple,
She's so doggone hard to call; -
Since we ate that apple
It's been a hell
Of coming through to you.

I want to tear my heart out,
Let you see, how it works - for you,
O but since Eva fled
Into that snake-fighting haze,
It's been very hard to call her,
It's been a hell
Of coming through to you.

I want to sing my voice out,
Let it touch our bleeding hearts - for good,
O but since I took my body
I've been crying inside you,
Since we ate that apple
It's been a hell
Of coming through to you.

I want to let my sun shine
And blind our hating eyes - O Lord,
But since I'm burning fires
It's so very hot inhere,
Since I've let my body down
He's ashamed to see his bride; -
Yes since we ate that apple
It's sure a hell
Of coming through to you
It's sure a hell
Of coming through to me.

O yes, I really want to turn
That apple down in my stomach
Into shit.

Sighs of the Future

DEMO

Sighs of the future
Inside my mind,
Leave no track of growing,
Leave no track but you.
Yes out there I see
All in nothing
It'll all just a-come along - I feel.

Tomorrow is today
And yesterday is now;
While my corn is growing
The harvest takes its end,
So come on let's be happy
Everything is alright.

Though we're still starving
And crying, lonely and dying,
Mention anything
We all have to pay,
Work the wrong out,
To be free and gay
On Judgement Day.
- Wall-Wakening's-Day.

Signs of the beauty
Deep down in my mind,
Leave no track but growing
Leave no track but peace.
Yes down there I know
Good God is coming through, and
Signs of His Eye makes me know I'm alive
Eternally living - know I'm alive.

Patterns

DEMO

Patterns of what I am
Make me want to run
On further
To that light.

Patterns of what I am
Make me want to run
On further
To that light.

Patterns
Of what I?

The Angle I am

DEMO

Oh no, no, no don't think it's easy
To be the angle that I am,
When I'm the angle that I am - I am.

When everyday-life puts her arm `round my soul
Telling me `This is right, reality is there'.
And I know it ain't real.
And I know I can't go.
Oh no, no, no don't think it's easy
To be the angle that I am,
When I'm the angle that I am - I am.

When someone in the streets or on the busses put me down
It's so hard to be kind, to control my mind.
`Though I know he's like me,
I know how I aught to be.
Oh no, no, no don't think it's easy
To be the angle that I am,
When I'm the angle that I am - I am.

When no one hears my plea and sadness comes inside
I just can't skip it, no I just cannot flip it.
`Though I know it's unreal,
My ego-thrilling I ...
Oh no, no, no don't think it's easy
To be the angle that I am,
When I'm the angle that I am - I am.

When anger grabs me and I feel upside down
Then it's so hard to see
It's so hard to be
The good I know is inside me,
The good one that I want to be.
Oh no, no, no don't think it's easy
To be the angle that I am,
When I'm the angle that I am - I am.

Down in the Camp

DEMO

Down in the camp-valley there,
There's a preacher-boy telling he's sincere;
And I really wonder why you think he's right
I know him, I am him, my door is shut tight.

Dreaming `bout the mountains in his tent,
And the mountains are a place he never went,
And someday he'll maybe have the guts to leave,
His dreams are so loud but nothing they receive.

But words they are so easy to sing,
And they'll only bring another new thing,
And I really wonder when he'll leave all things behind,
Someday I'll climb the fences of my mind!

Someday you'll climb the fences of your mind!
Someday I'll climb the fences of your mind!
Someday you'll climb the fences of my mind!

All the time God is at my door,
He's a-knocking and he wants to show me more;
And someday I'll surely lead him in
Hollowness is really only my skin!

Hollowness is really only your skin!
Hollowness is really only my skin!
Hollowness is really only your skin!

The Four-Legged Heart

DEMO

With my four-legged heart
Of knowledge I stand
My silver-hammer-platform,
illusion of sun's ever being near,
Hear my whistle-struggle
Through a full-fed mind:

Signs of sticky holiness
I've born a baby, old, unreal;
Weaving morning-songs:
`Let's go - see - sun
On my dreaming pillow-loom.'
Break that room - smash that loom!
Break that room - smash that loom!

With my four-legged heart
Of knowledge I stand
My silver-hammer-platform,
illusion of sun's ever being near,
Hear my whistle-struggle
Through a full-fed mind:

Signs of sticky holiness
I've acted like a saint, unreal
Violating violence
In flames of sanity peace,
O my stolen firewood-flames.
Break that room - smash that gloom!
Break that room - smash that gloom!

::I want to break that loom!
I want to smash that gloom!
Leave that room - here I loom,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah;
Hoping it's not a new balloon
Here I loom - here I loom
Goodbye gloom.

With my four-legged heart
Of knowledge I stand
My silver-hammer-platform,
illusion of sun's ever being near,
Hear my whistle-struggle
Through a full-fed mind:

Signs of sticky loneliness
I see it and I feel it to
Wasn't it time for me and you
To have a fearless peace
Baby bite my cheese!

I want to break that loom!
I want to smash that gloom!
Leave that room - here I loom,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah;
Hoping it's not a new balloon
Here I loom - here I loom
Goodbye gloom.

With my four-legged heart
Of knowledge I stand
My silver-hammer-platform,
illusion of sun's ever being near,
Hear my whistle-struggle
Through a full-fed mind

See it When You Ride

DEMO

Jail is very concrete these days
I feel it on my wishing-well.
See it when you ride!
A mermaid's telling me
That love and I should pack our tent and leave;
Like freedom songs of barking dogs, biting:
See it when you ride!
See it when you ride!

This clever guy comes up the street,
Saying `Mermaid-songs - escaping reality!', saying:
See it when you ride!
And out of my holy pocket
I'm drawing a horny skeleton-hand,
`Do you see me now', I said, saying:
See it when you ride!
See it when you ride!

And then, you know, this big grey building
And I love it in a way, I'll say:
See it when you ride!
The big grey manhood-machine
Wants some help to spoil the love that's left,
He needs some help, O love him, I pray, saying:
See it when you ride!
See it when you ride!

The Thief

DEMO

I am the thief with the magic ring;
I ain't gonna force you into anything

I've got a wizard in my heart,
The Joker is his special card.

I can hear the grass grow when I'm silent
Highway car-crash calls me, I've got to be free.

You are always thinking and doing
So I can't get you alone - you see.

Say, I am thinking! Say, I am doing!
Come to my room and I'll get you, you'll see!

I am the thief with the magic ring
I'm not gonna force you into any thing.

I've got a wizard in my heart,
The Joker is his special card.

A Young Lad

DEMO

He was a young lad
Ran from his country town,
Out to the wild land,
Adventures straight at hand,
And he's not coming home yet
`Though sometimes they get a letter,
Saying `I'm far off!
But I think I'm doing better.'

She was a young lass
A Noble blood-red heart,
Should have been his bride
Until they fell apart,
And he's not coming home yet
`Though sometimes they get a letter,
Saying `I'm far off!
But I think I'm doing better.'

They were all jolly friends
More than double-fine,
Worked in their home town
While he was down the line.
And he's not coming home yet
`Though sometimes they get a letter,
Saying `I'm far off!
But I think I'm doing better.'

The summer time passed by
And they did not forget,
Died last butterfly
His mind was homeward set.
So now he's coming home, yes
And sometimes they will remember,
The days on the road
When he sits on the long nights of December.

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