SELECTED LYRICS
1999 - 2012
All songs written by Robert Torbica unless otherwise noted.
Robert Torbica © All Rights Reserved.
SEPTEMBER (VIRGO REMEMBERED)
Do you remember
the day I first met you?
Yes, I remember it well.
You were September,
an indian summer.
I even love you still.
Well I can't reach the sun, they say I'll burn my hands.
I know it's not mine; I don't make those demands.
The colour was so fine, it could never be replaced.
I don't know who you are but I remember your face.
Do you remember
the day I first met you?
Yes, I remember it well.
You were September,
an indian summer.
I even love you still
And those who measure time are always running late.
Summer can't continue without a winter in its place.
A man so very wise said "true love leaves no trace"
but if you find the time, please think of me
with a smile on your face.
A smile on your face.
Smile on your face.
Robert Torbica © 2014 - All Rights Reserved.
"OVER THE BORDER"
It didn't make much sense to run out
when you know the streets are plagued.
That's the difference between us now;
so far apart in every way.
Whoever taught you how to run that far
sure knew you'd make them proud
but it wasn't me and I don't want to be
another number standing in this crowd.
The worst part of the night
is when the bottle drips dry
and the very best night
could terrify a suicide.
It's funny what you'd do for money
with the people you pretend to know.
It's so sad that it matters and plays a part
to determine where you will go.
I'm changing my life again in a number of ways.
This is me waving goodbye.
Having the time of my life.
Not really sure of anything.
I'm changing my life again in a number of ways.
This is mewaving goodbye.
Having the time of my life.
Not really sure of anything.
Not really sure of anything,
of anything.
A dying friend;
the gradual death
and exchange of shifting poles.
Such is so - that is my fate.
Every night with ghosts I pray.
I'm looking at all of you, inside out
and also apart from me.
I'm breaking all borders, yes it's true,
even from family.
There's nothing here.
I'm crossing over,
doing it easily.
I'm changing my life.
Robert Torbica © 2014 - All Rights Reserved.
"A DOG AND HIS PIG"
Strange early morning, watching you watching me from your car
with your engine on.
Should I give you a call? Did you want to turn your lights on?
Or bring a friend along? Whomever you see fit.
Wait a few minutes; see what he thinks of it.
A dog and his pig.
No good with direction of the vehicle we're in!
Spare a thought just because; back it up again!
Think of those you do not know and how it is for them!
If those were yours, reversing roles, you would need a friend!
Excuse me though, it's all a joke so where do I begin?
Was it what you thought it was and don't you think it stinks?
How long now and all around; think by now we'd learn!
I know I'm not the only one a little bit concerned!
It will get better when you turn off your TV;
I am now calling out and I know you can hear me!
It will get better when you turn off your TV;
I am now calling out and I know you can hear me!
It will get better when you turn off your TV;
I am now calling out and I know you can hear me!
It will get better when you turn off your TV;
I am now calling out and I know you can hear me!
So why has nothing happened in forever?
Who put useless windbags here in charge?
I'm gonna try to keep this whole thing painless
but how much does your medicine cost?
What can one find here without any money?
Where can one go to get a job?
Who can I see to help me get my teeth fixed?
My stomach's also giving me problems.
No good with direction of the vehicle we're in!
Spare a thought just because; back it up again!
Think of those you do not know and how it is for them!
If those were yours, reversing roles, you would need a friend!
Excuse me though, it's all a joke so where do I begin?
Was it what you thought it was and don't you think it stinks?
How long now and all around; think by now we'd learn!
I know I'm not the only one a little bit concerned!
Strange early morning, indeed!
At least for me!
Strange early morning, indeed!
At least for me!
Disconnect the telephone here
and lock up all of the doors!
Board up open windows, baby;
now we're safe at home!
Disconnect the telephone here
and lock up all of the doors!
Board up open windows, baby;
now we're safe at home!
Ohh!
Robert Torbica © 2012 - All Rights Reserved.
All songs written by Robert Torbica unless otherwise noted.
Robert Torbica © All Rights Reserved.
SEPTEMBER (VIRGO REMEMBERED)
Do you remember
the day I first met you?
Yes, I remember it well.
You were September,
an indian summer.
I even love you still.
Well I can't reach the sun, they say I'll burn my hands.
I know it's not mine; I don't make those demands.
The colour was so fine, it could never be replaced.
I don't know who you are but I remember your face.
Do you remember
the day I first met you?
Yes, I remember it well.
You were September,
an indian summer.
I even love you still
And those who measure time are always running late.
Summer can't continue without a winter in its place.
A man so very wise said "true love leaves no trace"
but if you find the time, please think of me
with a smile on your face.
A smile on your face.
Smile on your face.
Robert Torbica © 2014 - All Rights Reserved.
"OVER THE BORDER"
It didn't make much sense to run out
when you know the streets are plagued.
That's the difference between us now;
so far apart in every way.
Whoever taught you how to run that far
sure knew you'd make them proud
but it wasn't me and I don't want to be
another number standing in this crowd.
The worst part of the night
is when the bottle drips dry
and the very best night
could terrify a suicide.
It's funny what you'd do for money
with the people you pretend to know.
It's so sad that it matters and plays a part
to determine where you will go.
I'm changing my life again in a number of ways.
This is me waving goodbye.
Having the time of my life.
Not really sure of anything.
I'm changing my life again in a number of ways.
This is mewaving goodbye.
Having the time of my life.
Not really sure of anything.
Not really sure of anything,
of anything.
A dying friend;
the gradual death
and exchange of shifting poles.
Such is so - that is my fate.
Every night with ghosts I pray.
I'm looking at all of you, inside out
and also apart from me.
I'm breaking all borders, yes it's true,
even from family.
There's nothing here.
I'm crossing over,
doing it easily.
I'm changing my life again in a number of ways.
This is mewaving goodbye.
Having the time of my life.
Not really sure of anything.
Not really sure of anything,
of anything.
I'm changing my life again.I'm changing my life.
Robert Torbica © 2014 - All Rights Reserved.
"A DOG AND HIS PIG"
Strange early morning, watching you watching me from your car
with your engine on.
Should I give you a call? Did you want to turn your lights on?
Or bring a friend along? Whomever you see fit.
Wait a few minutes; see what he thinks of it.
A dog and his pig.
No good with direction of the vehicle we're in!
Spare a thought just because; back it up again!
Think of those you do not know and how it is for them!
If those were yours, reversing roles, you would need a friend!
Excuse me though, it's all a joke so where do I begin?
Was it what you thought it was and don't you think it stinks?
How long now and all around; think by now we'd learn!
I know I'm not the only one a little bit concerned!
It will get better when you turn off your TV;
I am now calling out and I know you can hear me!
It will get better when you turn off your TV;
I am now calling out and I know you can hear me!
It will get better when you turn off your TV;
I am now calling out and I know you can hear me!
It will get better when you turn off your TV;
I am now calling out and I know you can hear me!
So why has nothing happened in forever?
Who put useless windbags here in charge?
I'm gonna try to keep this whole thing painless
but how much does your medicine cost?
What can one find here without any money?
Where can one go to get a job?
Who can I see to help me get my teeth fixed?
My stomach's also giving me problems.
No good with direction of the vehicle we're in!
Spare a thought just because; back it up again!
Think of those you do not know and how it is for them!
If those were yours, reversing roles, you would need a friend!
Excuse me though, it's all a joke so where do I begin?
Was it what you thought it was and don't you think it stinks?
How long now and all around; think by now we'd learn!
I know I'm not the only one a little bit concerned!
Strange early morning, indeed!
At least for me!
Strange early morning, indeed!
At least for me!
Disconnect the telephone here
and lock up all of the doors!
Board up open windows, baby;
now we're safe at home!
Disconnect the telephone here
and lock up all of the doors!
Board up open windows, baby;
now we're safe at home!
Ohh!
Robert Torbica © 2012 - All Rights Reserved.
"NOTHING REMAINS"
Nothing remains...
Inside of a temple;
boy, oh boy, I feel so small!
Seated at a table, where you thought
all family and friends would eat.
At a lonely station with one stop remaining
but there isn't a train, for your feet.
In some restaurant diner, open early mornings
but we're never around, anyway...
The final drop of a bottle; I know you're always hungry
but your appetite has us all sick now!
The impression of an actor who sold old beauty
for what ever there was not.
Nothing remains...
Everything - Everything - Everything is temporary.
Everything - Everything - Everything is temporary.
Everything - Everything - Everything is temporary.
Everything - Everything - Everything is temporary.
Nothing remains...
When I'm laying in the shower
though I'd much rather be caught in the rain in the middle of a lake.
At the blooming of a flower;
a visual display but too soon to be swept off its feet.
The misconception of power; the breaking of all patterns
and all the traditions we keep.
Maybe we're all crazy, locked in a system; lead through slaughters,
clear-target, dead-set suits make a holy billion off our minds.
Everything - Everything - Everything is temporary.
Everything - Everything - Everything is temporary.
Everything - Everything - Everything is temporary.
Everything - Everything - Everything is temporary.
Boy, oh boy!
Everything - Everything - Everything is temporary.
"MADNESS"
Eternally yours to crawl across roads,
beaten dead in the fall of hard rain.
Terrified postcard window eyes
collect deceiving vision stains.
Choices, decisions, mistakes and regrets?
No/Yes - Hmmm... none of them yet.
Oil your sky with the toss of a wish;
watch it fly and then drown in a well.
Rarely seen dreams screened here every night!
Furthering the distance in your voice over time.
How to drain songs out of a lung on command
when nothing holds one to what you'd expect?
It may turn or it may twist;
losing grip, it's madness!
It may turn or it may twist;
losing grip, it's madness!
It's madness!
1-2-3, 1-2-3, Out, Out!
1-2-3, 1-2-3, Out, Out!
I really don't know how many are locked inside of that house!
I really don't know how many are locked inside of that house!
I really don't know how many are locked inside of that house!
Robert Torbica © 2011 - All Rights Reserved.
"THE BALANCE OF NATURE"
Smoke brings attention to fire (fire)
Glad that we were close there by water (water)
When death comes in shapes and exchanging glances;
the balance of nature, the hour glass dances.
It had been much too long since I'd come, been and gone
and still I am drawn to flashes of dawn.
It had been much too long since I'd come, been and gone
and still I am drawn to flashes of dawn.
I will - I am - I do - Anything I want to choose!
I will - I am - I do - Anything I want to choose!
I will - I am - I do - Anything I want to choose!
I will - I am - I do - Anything I want to choose!
So do what you need to survive, just don't interfere with all other lives.
I'm here because the choice now is mine; so long, farewell and goodbye!
So do what you need to survive, just don't interfere with all other lives.
I'm here because the choice now is mine; so long, farewell and goodbye!
"ANCIENT MEMORIES"
In a world so cold, you only feel the warmth when you're freezing.
This is no more a joke than all those things you thought that you needed.
Telephones never work the way that they should
and when you leave, you'll be gone for good.
The winter moon exposed; so bright, it could be warm.
Beyond your wildest dreams, I'm there if you believe in
ancient memories.
In a world so cold, you only feel the warmth when you're freezing.
This is no more a joke than all those things you thought that you needed.
Telephones never work the way that they should
and when you leave, you'll be gone for good.
The winter moon exposed; so bright, it could be warm.
Beyond your wildest dreams, I'm there if you believe in
ancient memories.
Robert Torbica © 2011 - All Rights Reserved.
"THIRTEEN PALE MOMENTS"
Silent witness with a pen as a gun.
I drink to soothe the beast; to ensure prophetic dialogue.
Holy liquid, sacred mother's milk; visions from a flask.
Preserving truth inside of the present
and in all that has come to pass.
Your tears provide a clarity like some medicinal poison.
Depths you reach are near to me, thirteen pale moments.
I'll see you in the garden, where my visions often take place.
Look around, maybe underground; why are you so afraid?
Why are you so afraid?
Why are you so afraid?
The mystery, the limits; this unforgiving prison.
Second sight, the centre of the mind; unobstructed vision.
Robert Torbica © 2011 - All Rights Reserved.
"BLESS MY SOUL (KEEP ME RUNNING)"
Let me show you something!
Keep me running; bless my soul!
Let me show you something!
Something you all ought to know!
I want you to move me!
I want to feel you!
Keep it coming!
Yeah!
I'll show you something, you wanna see?
You wanna see?
Now!
Show me!
Everything you've got!
Yeah!
Keep it coming!
Bless my soul!
Come on!
yeah!
Now!
You wanna see?
Everything - Everything - Everything.Be coming after midnight.
Be coming after midnight
Be coming after midnight
Keep me running; bless my soul!
Let me show you something!
Robert Torbica © 2011 - All Rights Reserved.Let me show you something!
Something you all ought to know!
"WIND INSIDE A CIRCLE"
Wind inside a circle, collecting speed.
Spinning uncontrollably, this is
how it seems, oh.
Wind inside a circle, collecting
speed.
Spinning uncontrollably, this is
how it seems, oh.
In this here third world where we
learn how to run,
We hide from ourselves and
everyone else.
Everything that happens will start
and end with you.
Moving on – taking off – safely
far removed.
Wind inside a circle, collecting
speed.
Spinning uncontrollably, this is
how it seems, oh.
Wind inside a circle, collecting
speed.
Spinning uncontrollably, this is
how it seems, oh.
Been searching for an answer in a
manner of haste.
Eating out dead culture in a
number of ways.
Saving all your money and then
heading to the grave.
The universal back-break,
knee-shake twister here again
Wind inside a circle, collecting
speed.
Spinning uncontrollably, this is
how it seems, oh.
Wind inside a circle, collecting
speed.
Spinning uncontrollably, this is
how it seems, oh.
I’m sending you this message from
away and across,
You misunderstood what you were to
have done.
We’d all be better people if we
loved each other more.
Losing touch – could be lost –
feeling like a ghost.
Wind inside a circle, collecting
speed.
Spinning uncontrollably, this is
how it seems, oh.
Wind inside a circle, collecting
speed.
Spinning uncontrollably, this is
how it seems, oh.
We’ve got a sale on!
We’ve got a sale on!
We’ve gotta sail on!
We’ve gotta sail on!
Robert Torbica © 2010 - All Rights Reserved.
"I DON'T WANT TO PLAY YOUR KIND OF MUSIC NO MORE"
Who is it you call upon?
Where did you fall off?
What are you doing here?
With the frequency of your thoughts?
This sad and sweet goodbye; you're no longer on my mind.
I don't want to play your kind of music no more!
I don't want to play your kind of music no more!
There's too much pollution brought on by the weak.
We're all slaves and this masquerade is a social disease.
I don't want to play your kind of music no more!
So deeply in trouble, as sad as it seems.
The haunting begins and nothing is gained.
I don't want to play your kind of music no more!
Giving up a little; taking in a lot.
yes, that's how it's made, babe,
if that's all you got.
And having gotten off, I've taken out some time.
I've looked to see the wonder and beginning of my life.
I won't lose my mind
'cause I, yes I, ain't gonna play your kind of music no more!
it doesn't interest me, man, in fact it's a bore!
I'll be leaving on the next one, you know!
Robert Torbica © 2010 - All Rights Reserved.
"ALREADY GOODBYE"
We kissed our last already goodbye.
We kissed our last already goodbye.
We kissed our last already goodbye.
We kissed our last already goodbye.
In the hands of god; the salt of the earth,
I've been know to surprise if you don't know the truth.
You've been given your lines and you ought to rehearse.
On opening night, I advise you go first.
I was told and so it goes, no guarantee in store,
no eternal lifetime warrantee and still we've all been sold!
The city streets are crowded, baby
and you're right inside of the centre.
To avoid any further confrontations,
I suggest you get to know yourself better!
I thank you for positioning yourself in such a role,
I'm fully obligated now to credit you, you know.
If there wasn't more elsewhere for us, this wouldn't be at all.
It's hard to be the emblem of another's stepping stone.
The city streets are crowded, baby
and you're right inside of the centre.
To avoid any further confrontations,
I suggest you get to know yourself better!
We kissed our last already goodbye.
We kissed our last already goodbye.
We kissed our last already goodbye.
We kissed our last already goodbye.
Now I finally know who we are;
we're all just strangers here.
Light a lantern - Greet your freedom - Walk a mile - Pray for vision.
Robert Torbica © 2009 - All Rights Reserved.
"HEAVEN WITH RAIN"
My baby had her summer with a head full of pain,
she said "I'll see you next Spring, when you're due for a change
and I'll be needing a ride!"
"I'll be leaving in a hurry back to where I once came"
Oh "I love you so much!" makes for an easy escape
to where ever you like.
But that was ok, you know I've things of my own,
before letting it fade, you've got to see through it all
out the other side.
(side - side - you've got to see through it all out the other side!)
Didn't it feel good to have a home inside a heart?
Oh, where are you now? Almost lost where I grew up
but I'm coming home.
(home - home - well, don't you be long when you're coming home!)
Everyday is like heaven with rain.
Everyday is like heaven with rain.
Things did not turn out the way you thought that they would
but in any case, it's just the same; for better or worse,
so there's nothing wrong.
(wrong - wrong - well, don't you tell me that there's nothing wrong!)
In moments of stress or perhaps times of greed,
we tend to forget the simple meaning of things
and who we are
(are - are - you don't even know just who you are!)
I feel a little empty and distant from myself.
I'll break out of this cage that compromises my health
and take a look around!
(round - round - you know, you better take a good, long look around!)
Well, suppose I only see this when so clearly, it's reflected
but regardless, i have noticed and I hope that time will change it
for all our sake's.
(I laugh if I may; of the great mistake!)
Everyday is like heaven with rain.
Everyday is like heaven with rain.
Robert Torbica © 2009 - All Rights Reserved.Everyday is like heaven with rain.
"MYTHICAL SCRIPTURES"
I offered you entry and employment as a lover.
The seeker is a reacher and is thought to be a martyr.
You are my saviour; my deliverance to pleasure.
Roses lean towards you in a delicate gesture.
It's in your defence I come to, in mythical scriptures.
Hear/Here the air will bend and wind will carry words as pictures.
There is no time, no mocking sign but a repetitious force.
A signal so fine, it blurs all lines when washed up on the shore.
There is no key, no secret to life; it's a catastrophic storm
to feed to mind and underline the symptoms and the source.
Feeling your way around the dark is nothing but a shame.
The mark is a stain on the hopes in our hearts;
I've forgotten why I came.
I've looked both ways on desperate days; I've asked to change my name
and settle in this loneliness is the purpose of this game.
Never before have I come to this place; never again shall I return!
All I could collect from here, I sent away in a blaze.
And those who feel the most, they do not fear at all.
Moving on, without delay; I'm taking full control.
It's in your defense I come to, in mythical scriptures.
It's in your defense I come to, in mythical scriptures.
It's in your defense I come to, in mythical scriptures.
"STATE OF MIND"
Day by day;
it's simply just a state of mind.
How easily that can change
despite your current place in time.
Day by day;
it's simply just a state of mind.
How easily that can change
despite your current place in time.
We're living in the moment; the arrow and the bow.
We're living in the moment; the arrow and the bow.
The key is an already open mind!
Open up your door!
The key is an already open mind!
Open up your door!
The key is an already open mind!
Open up your door!
The key is an already open mind!
Robert Torbica © 2008 - All Rights Reserved.
"SUNSHINES"
Sun shines all night in the morning light!
Sun shines all night in the morning light!
Sunshine...
Robert Torbica © 2008 - All Rights Reserved
"GO"
Because we don't speak the same language, it will be hard for us to talk.
my accepting you is a practise in the poetry of my thoughts.
The ever-so convient obstacles of life, make for certain better dreams.
You've heard me speak of visions all this time
now tell me, what does it mean?
Intrigued by the hills in your eyes that I've seen,
the very same landscape of this hallucinatory dream.
When rain falls, the spirit calls, the grass is fresh and green;
clouds separate, like tears from a face, in a manner of distancing
and you know that when you leave, you'll be with me.
I know that when you leave, you'll be with me, so go.
I heard you shake the sky loud at night when suddenly it fell.
I could have sworn that you called my name when I was someone else.
I should have sensed activity; too calm before the storm.
Even the most colourful gardens still need rain to grow.
So sadly mistaken are the secrets of the mind;
the spoiled fruit, the moment's truth - it filters over time.
Everyone is different here but most are just strange;
a thunderstorm is beautiful in the right place.
And you know that when you leave, you'll be with me.
I know that when you leave, you'll be with me, so go.
I know you'll be here with me, so go.
"YOURS TO KEEP"
I rest my brow upon your wings to kiss your tender neck.
I close my eyes from everything and awaken with new breath.
A smile takes its place in front, exposing your effect
and a tear may fall in result of us and secure our love as blessed.
Now, some believe that there's a gate beyond mere mortal days;
the new life, the one life, the promise of our fate.
Admitting even those who are late.
A sacred love shall greet you there, forever yours to keep.
Though if you seem to find it here, a king 'mong men you'll be.
I thank you for the crown I wear and all my reigning days
and in this time I've realized, there's nothing we can't face.
I understand it's difficult but not at all a shame.
It's harder to ignore the truth and then deny the pain;
for which I have secured a place.
(I'll be yours; tonight)
Robert Torbica © 2009 - All Rights Reserved.
"FOREVER SONGS"
My love; shines brightest there in your eyes.
My love; held together my life.
Now all I've dreamt about has come,
since you are here and we are one.
When together or apart, strong as the strings within my heart
and here you'll play, forever songs.
My love now carries out a new tune;
a new love for a full moon.
Strength in knowledge known for sure;
has there been a love so pure?
Any day could be my last
and I shall die a happy man.
Leave you to play forever; songs.
Without, I could be very lost!
Robert Torbica © 2009 - All Rights Reserved.
"FOREST FIRE"
Take me to the park,
through the wilderness of thought,
to the place of heightened senses;
of touch, taste, and smell.
I've burned myself so many times,
I do not sleep too well on knives.
There is no pain, only a conquering state
so I threw the flame; I torched the place!
The wind blows, the singing tress,
the gathering of fallen leaves,
the morning spoke and the birds believe
the season changes everything.
Please hurry, do not lose me!
Keep searching! Burn something!
Please hurry, do not lose me!
Keep searching! Burn something!
Now, your forest fire's put out, yeah!
The looseness of your tongue made me shiver, ill with fever;
and the lack of any thought was typical for a beginner.
I choose to move right through you and in return, I was cleaner;
I was stripped of all the awfulness that was left when you had been here.
I'm far from where you took me and still I'm by myself.
I like it here much better now; I'm in the best of health.
Please hurry, do not lose me!
Keep searching! Burn something!
Please hurry, do not lose me!
Keep searching! Burn something!
Now, your forest fire's put out, yeah!
Your forest fire's put out!
"CLOSE IN"
Standing there, in a form of rotation.
Automatic function; the result of desperation.
Acknowledge the movement; please note the response,
seemly there to cover any hint of what is not
surrounding me,
oh, god!
The joker is laughing with his poker face.
I stand alongside and am aware of the game.
A showcase there for viewing; take advantage of the spot.
Come and claim your common place and show me what you got
surrounding me,
oh, god!
Surrounding me,
oh, god!
Robert Torbica © 2009 - All Rights Reserved.
"THESE PEOPLE"
There were these things about these people;
nobody came to let you know.
There were these things about these people;
nobody came to let you know.
Everybody knows about these people, oh!
Everybody knows about these people, oh!
Nobody knew - Nobody knew.
Nobody knew - Nobody knew.
Everybody knows about these people!
Everybody knows about these people!
Nobody knows - Nobody knows.Nobody knows - Nobody knows.
Robert Torbica © 2009 - All Rights Reserved.
"BRAVE COMMUNICATION"It wasn't the face that bore a smile.
You ran through my veins; I thought I could love.
You tore me apart; the things I had found.
You're going away; I want to laugh.
These typical things you'd see on a screen,
they play through your dreams and everything.
It means nothing.
Now did you catch that?
It means nothing.
Now did you catch that?
Brave communication; such brave communication.
Brave communication; such brave communication.
How do you stay out in conditions like this?
How do you stay out in conditions like this?
I don't know how I can talk to you
'cause when I see you now,
you don't look so good.
I don't know how I can talk to you
'cause when I see you now,
you don't look so good.
I don't know how I can talk to you
'cause when I see you now,
you don't look so good.
Brave communication; such brave communication.
Brave communication; such brave communication.
It means nothing.
Now did you catch that?
Robert Torbica © 2009 - All Rights Reserved.
"SURE SORRY"Brave communication; such brave communication.
It means nothing.
Now did you catch that?
Robert Torbica © 2009 - All Rights Reserved.
"I need your help!" I said
"How could we ever let this happen?"
When you get around this place, you know what to expect;
you see the thing that you've come to judge like props against a set.
They dress you up just to keep you down; you're laughing all the time
and this comical portrait of misery was once a friend of mine, well...
Call another; shout louder!
Reach on over, out your window.
Whisper gently, try it that way.
Listen softly and repeat.
Call another; shout louder!
Reach on over, out your window.
Whisper gently, try it that way.
Listen softly and repeat.
I'm sure, sure, I'm sure sorry.
I'm sure, sure, I'm sure sorry.
Can't you hear it when I sing this tune,
that I leave everything thing behind; that's you!
So I got a message asking where it is I am.
I'm sorry I can't answer when I'm busy here instead.
It's easy to get back to you; I know right where you are.
I'm not so keen on telling people that they're no good at all.
They dress you up just to keep you down; you're laughing all of the time
and this comical portrait of misery was once a good friend of mine, well...
Call another; shout louder!
Reach on over, out your window.
Whisper gently, try it that way.
Listen softly and repeat.
Call another; shout louder!
Reach on over, out your window.
Whisper gently, try it that way.
Listen softly and repeat.
I'm sure, sure, I'm sure sorry.
I'm sure, sure, I'm sure sorry.
Robert Torbica © 2008 - All Rights Reserved.
"FROM WHAT I KNOW"
I thought I had found you deep in my childhood.
I thought I had found you in the form of a lover.
I thought too much and I began to look deeper.
I thought you were my sickness but I couldn't feel you.
I looked in the wound from a spear in the heart;
I removed the blade and followed the blood.
If you want a friend, I will be here forever
and if you need to breathe, I will give you fever.
I will look for you and expect that you should be here
but since I am blind, I will leave disappointed.
My search ends here, still hoping; from what I know
"LOVE'S MISTAKE"
The path of faithful desire.
This snow flake turned to fire.
Smoke in my eyes; I don't have to look twice
I know there is more than this room!
Speculate an atmosphere;
I know there is a road that's clear.
Who are you bringing those flowers to,
when they still have yet to bloom?
Pirate of pain; damn my fate!
Forget I was born; evaporate.
Single me out just to demonstrate
the cruelty of love's mistake.
Single me out!
Curtains closed, the spirt rose
to ignite the flame as the circle broke
and there I lay, not far from home;
changing shape of my current form.
A dying candle's dancing flame
shall light your night while I'm away;
never to be lit again,
the night delivers answers late.
Pirate of pain; damn my fate!
Forget I was born; evaporate.
Single me out just to demonstrate
the cruelty of love's mistake.
S. Bassakyros & R. Torbica © 2008 - All Rights Reserved.
"STRANGE FICTION"
You know there's a song and it's written for us,
though you may not comprehend the language of the stars.
Perhaps I'll translate it, so its words are not mistaken.
All that is said has been written above.
With handsome lust right by my side,
I'll write strange fiction for you tonight!
You may recognize the tune, it may feel quite warm to you
so I will not complicate it if you understand it as you should.
And if it moves through you just like the colours in my eyes,
I will then write you a symphony and truly come alive.
You know there's a song and it's written for us,
though you may not comprehend the language of the stars
With handsome lust right by my side,
I'll write strange fiction for you tonight!
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"ME STOP TIME"
Pain - Lost - Love - Now
Hate - You - Lies - Told
Shame - Again - Hope - Stay
Time - Gone - Stop - Me
Lost - Pain - Now - Love
You - Hate - Told - Lies
Again - Shame - Stay - Hope
Gone - Time - Me - Stop
Pain - Lost - Love - Now
Hate - You - Lies - Told
Shame - Again - Hope - Stay
Time - Gone - Stop - Me
Lost - Pain - Now - Love
You - Hate - Told - Lies
Again - Shame - Stay - Hope
Gone - Time - Me - Stop
Pain - Lost - Love - Now
Hate - You - Lies - Told
Shame - Again - Hope - Stay
Time - Gone - Stop - Me
Hate - You - Lies - Told
Shame - Again - Hope - Stay
Time - Gone - Stop - Me
Robert Torbica © 2008 - All Rights Reserved.
"RAZORMADE"
It's not the sex.
It's not the drugs that I am using;
they are not my friends
though they serve their purpose.
Not the hours that I keep or the time I go to bed,
not the words that I speak or the way they are said.
It's not the victims that I save,
the scars or the bruising,
not this automatic rifle
that keeps constantly working.
It's not your love that takes me away
I crawled out from the bottom in the dark
and I hear you, babe.
I hope your bones keep up 'cause I'm razormade!
No form of contact but a total loss of sight.
No concern for one's being but an attempt to deny.
These are clearly obligations and my sadness applies
to your lack of dedication to better your life.
It's the weight of your world and the death of your children
I state this now before you in hopes that you're learning.
It's not your love that takes me away
I crawled out from the bottom in the dark
and I hear you, babe.
I hope your bones keep up 'cause I'm razormade!
It's not your love that takes me away
I crawled out from the bottom in the dark
and I hear you, babe.
I hope your bones keep up 'cause I'm razormade!
Razormade!
Razormade!
Razormade!
Robert Torbica © 2008 - All Rights Reserved.
"ACCIDENT"
There was an accident; a form of harassment.
A question of my safety; a pause for assistance
I will never see you again, not in this light.
I will never see you again, not in this light.
We smashed all of our mirrors on the fourth night of drinking
In the middle of the winter, we didn't have a home.
I will never see you again, not in this light.
I will never see you again, not in this light.
I found comfort in our silence, asking "what is the conclusion?"
Time itself will mend it; leave everything alone.
I will never see you again, not in this light.
I will never see you again, not in this light.
So I sing to you now, settle in confusion,
hoping that you'll visit; provide some of your own.
I will never see you again, not in this light.
I will never see you again, not in this light.
Robert Torbica © 2007 - All Rights Reserved.
"DRONE"
It's ridiculous for me to prepare all my words, here inside my head;
to write them down, or speak them loud and repeat it all over again.
I know that you heard each and every word and I'm grateful to express
my love, my joy, my pain and sorrow; my desire to confess.
You offer me strength, the ability to heal, and also a desire to learn
and the closer I get to where I should be, I become aware and sure.
What a strange ritual; to clasp our hands together,
to form them like a tower, a sender to receiver
and what about reception? Connections always fail.
We must suffer and live just to tell the tale.
Hold that note; sustain a drone.
I loved you like you'll never know.
I pray for no names, no words or regrets,
no difficult choices, breathing voices or sunsets,
no distant friends, no stolen goods,
no place to call home - baby, no more work,
no busy streets, no bills to pay,
I got nothing to hold and no barricade.
No offers, no food, no stress, no tools,
no clocks to watch, no alarms coming through,
no lust, no greed, no money or tv,
no answers, no message, no possible questions,
no temptation, no salvation,
no expectations or reservations,
no disease of any kind, no joy, no pain,
no sickness of the mind;
only colours to see and help you define
the purest intentions of the greatest kind.
Hold that note; sustain a drone.
I loved you like you'll never know.
Hold that note!
Can you hold that note?
Robert Torbica © 2007 - All Rights Reserved.
"THE BROKEN FALL"
What is wrong? Made a mistake.
Think too much - but it's better than way.
At least you can say and say what you mean
because you've thought about this more
than others have seen;
the broken fall.
Now I can speak with a much a clearer voice.
It now all comes down to a matter of choice.
I would never play host to danger in this temple.
I swear to this; I know the terror.
The broken fall.
My eyes will tell you all; where I've been and where I'll go
and If you look closely, even more than before,
you'll see much more that you'll ever know.
The broken fall.
The broken fall.
The broken fall.
"WEAR IT WELL"
So you've built a new stage; acting out all over the place.
Don't it seem the same? There you go, right back at it again!
I'd like it to rain; wash the age that these memories stain.
Did you think you could tell?
Well, you are what you are and you wear it well!
So you're at it again, things don't ever seem to really change.
Be careful of what you say;
if you think before you speak, you can't be held to blame.
I'd like it to rain; wash the age that these memories stain.
Did you think you could tell?
Well, you are what you are and you wear it well!
You don't know who you are!
You don't know who you are!
You don't know who you are!
You don't know who you are!
Well, you are what you are and you wear it well!
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"TO THE BIRDS"
So the birds that once came to sit by my window
have found a new place to rest their wings.
Perhaps they had found their true freedom in nature?
Perhaps this was found in their parting ways?
Perhaps this is how it's made?
With wings, flies hope and the courage to face failure;
as once long ago, like when you first heard the birds sing.
And now, the weather changes in an instant;
clouds cast their shadows on the heads of us all.
The rain's become a friend, a devoted companion;
funny how it is just after the fall.
What I saw that night was not just inside my head.
I'd seen a glimpse into our lives, our sickness and our death.
Our time was just a window; a simple frame engraved.
Pictures for the blind in an empty space.
With wings, flies hope and the courage to face failure;
as once long ago, like when you first heard the birds sing.
To the birds - To the birds - To the birds.
"WATCHER OF THE NIGHT"
Watcher of the night; keeper of the stars,
dances with the sky, away from any harm.
Lend me your smile, oh grow us a rose.
Count the leaves falling on a Sunday, baby.
Write me a poem.
I have rung the bells in the halls of your heart
but you see, there's nobody home.
You see, the thing is there's nobody home.
My whole; this heart - Your song is sung.
My whole; this heart - Your song is sung.
My whole; this heart - Your song is sung.
My whole; this heart - Your song is sung.
Robert Torbica © 2007 - All Rights Reserved.
"STRANGER IN MY LIFE"
Look into my eyes; lock into them tight.
See the fear and disappointment,
see the love there inside.
All cruel jokes revealed, made to cut the ice.
I was shaped by the state I was left in by a stranger in my life.
So it goes and so it shows, been taken for a ride.
We made love with vibrant colours;
oh, so very bright.
People here are not aware of the ghosts within their lives.
I was shaped by the state I was left in by a stranger in my life.
Oh, if only I could tell you;
I'm not taking much for the pain.
Oh, if only I could help you
understand just where I am.
Look into my eyes; lock into them tight.
See the fear and disappointment,
see the love there inside.
All cruel jokes revealed, made to cut the ice.
I was shaped by the state I was left in by a stranger in my life.
Oh, if only I could tell you;
I'm not taking much for the pain.
Oh, if only I could help you
understand just where I am.
"NOTHING TO LOSE"
She can't see me; no never like this!
But she can't deny that this is it!
Oh, how can I tell her? She knows it exists!
It isn't her problem but still she insists.
Of course, there'll be anger to follow your cries
but think of something better than to focus on a crime.
In a way, we're all losing though some take their time.
Others go for something more and far from what you like.
You know, it's all in your head,
yeah, it's all in your head.
You think about your problems, babe, it's all in your head!
You see me like this? Well, that is the end!
You think about your problems, babe; they're all in your head!
I've got nothing to lose!
I've got nothing to lose!
I'm worried now, we're older; I've lost my faith in prayer.
There are many here who feel this way and many just don't care.
I'm having trouble writing; too much for written words.
There will be things forgotten in our misguided youth.
How can I get past this? I know I can't wait forever.
I don't know what is truly wrong; I hope for something better.
A form of separation proves healthy in the end.
Oh, it's all in your head,
yeah, it's all in your head.
You think about your problems, babe, it's all in your head!
See me like this? Well, now it's the end!
You think about your problems, babe; they're all in your head!
I've got nothing to lose!
I've got nothing to lose!
"ALL BECAUSE OF YOU"
Many seeds were planted with very little care.
I soon began to notice this, almost everywhere.
Not all the seeds were tainted and very few spread.
The gathered all in just one place, closest to the edge.
Adjust to the warmth of silence, welcoming seasons in all its truth.
When beauty shines inside it; all because of you.
They took away my shelter to feel the strength of wind
and the sound it makes is gentle and tender on my skin.
So listen to the world for she is speaking clearly.
You do not need to suffer unless you are not thinking.
Fallacy is ugly; present yourself in truth
and I'll redefine beauty, all because of you.
Adjust to the warmth of silence, welcoming seasons in all its truth.
When beauty shines inside it; all because of you.
Fallacy is ugly; present yourself in truth
and I'll redefine beauty, all because of you.
All because of you.
"IF THERE WAS A PLACE"
If there was a place, now it's gone!
Every face I see just looks lost.
You say you like to dream, well it's tough;
when you don't got much!
Oh, when you don't got much!
If there was a plan, it went wrong!
Somewhere along the way, there was a stop.
You didn't make it clear from the start.
Oh, babe you want want too much!
Oh, babe you want want too much!
(You say you like to dream but you don't like this place)
If there was a friend I could call,
I wouldn't have to live inside of a song.
You say you like to dream, well it's tough;
Oh baby, when you don't got much!
Oh, when you don't got much!
If there was a place, well it's gone!
Every face I see just looks lost.
You say you like to dream, well it's tough;
Oh baby, when you don't got much!
Robert Torbica © 2007 - All Rights Reserved.
"TOO MANY MIRRORS"
Good morning at the sunrise, breaking on my pillow;
gently casting shadows with the dawn.
Empty underneath our feet and moving very fast,
like the ghost of a light that you once saw.
Here inside you' ll feel the wind, you'll find it's not too cold.
It is just the breeze that's coming in to warm against your soul.
Always in focus if you want to see;
too many mirrors here for me!
There are many rooms with windows and some with bare walls
and these are with mirrors to expand them all.
Lost in an image, these mirrors aligned.
They prove to be deflective to many a mind!
Here inside you' ll feel the wind, you'll find it's not too cold.
It is just the breeze that's coming in to warm against your soul.
Always in focus if you want to see;
too many mirrors here for me!
"PERFECTING WAYS OF LETTING GO"
These are the days and these are the strangest towns.
The last words you say is but the loudest sound.
Well, who can I blame, are there excuses to make?
for fear of the day and all that comes my way?
There are reasons to stay and there are things you should know;
I've spent years perfecting ways of letting go.
No secrets to keep and no body to burn!
The tears that you weep are the lessons you learn.
The things that you have seen and the seeds you have sown
The love that we shared, well let it be known!
There are reasons to stay and there are things you should know;
I've spent years perfecting ways of letting go.
The sun going down is like the look in your eyes;
seeing past our memories now, with a love that never died.
Well, who can I blame, are there excuses to make?
for fear of the day and all that comes my way?
There are reasons to stay and there are things you should know;
I've spent years perfecting ways of letting go.
I've spent years perfecting ways of letting go.
"OPEN SPACES"
I had a dream that I faced the sky and my family gathered around.
Swallowed by the oceans, these waves of transportation
and suddenly, I was just my soul.
I was drawn into the sun like natural progression,
with everything connected.
A place I'd never been but I was certain that it was home.
The secret lake 'pon which I sail,
the waters of a golden trail.
Open spaces I have known;
the heart, mind, body, soul.
And soon I will join them; lakes, rivers and oceans.
Soon I will join them!
I had a dream that I faced the sky and my family gathered around.
Swallowed by the oceans, these waves of transportation
and suddenly, I was just my soul.
I was drawn into the sun like natural progression,
with everything connected.
A place I'd never been but I was certain that it was home.
The secret lake 'pon which I sail,
the waters of a golden trail.
Open spaces I have known;
the heart, mind, body, soul.
And soon I will join them; lakes, rivers and oceans.
Open spaces I have known;
the heart, mind, body, soul.
"ALWAYS KNOWN"
Feeling like a losing battle, everyday has its struggle;
communicate without the trouble of being misunderstood.
Once you think you have it made, the worst of it will be displayed
and then again and so it came, just to throw you off the course.
He who never loved before knows not of the key's you hold,
experience has made him wild; confusion in the greatest trial.
Discoveries made, the insides torn;
confirms the faith from which you're born.
Never too late and always known;
when born to love, you're sure to grow.
You can't walk away from the shadows you've made,
a blessing in disguise of a brand new day
and then again and so it came, just to throw you off the course.
He who never loved before knows not of the key's you hold,
experience has made him wild; confusion in the greatest trial.
Come now! Release me!
I loved you, completely!
Come now! Release me!
I loved you, completely!
Come now! Release me!
I loved you, completely!
"ONLY A FOOL"
You don't know what you're doing!
You don't know what you get!
Running ain't no way to solve your problems!
Remember, only fools forget!
Something in your mind doesn't follow.
You know it doesn't make any sense.
Open up your eyes and discover,
you could lose the best thing you have ever had!
Only a fool plays deception;
a cheater at his own game.
I'm sorry but it's true and I'll tell you,
I don't have time to waste!
No, I don't have time to waste!
You're getting old and tired,
I see this without any strain.
I'll show you what I know and I'll help you;
put you into your proper place.
Someday, somewhere you'll be calling
if you can remember my name
but I know that you will and you'll shout it!
I was right, all along; just the same.
Only a fool plays denial;
it's never too late to claim
the pieces that you thought were there to borrow.
You can't deny the flavour of shame!
No, you can't deny the flavour of shame
I don't have time to waste!
No, I don't have time to waste!
Only a fool!
Only a fool plays deception;
a cheater at his own game.
Open up your eyes and discover
you ain't got time to waste!
No, you ain't got time to waste!
You don't have time to waste!
You don't have time to waste!
Only a fool!
Robert Torbica © 2007 - All Rights Reserved.
"DEATH IS A MOUNTAIN"
Death is a mountain; a much better view.
an entrance to enlightenment which the heaven's approved.
Death.
Death is a lover; strange mystic friend.
A hero since the dawn of time, the one you can depend.
Death.
Death is forever, a sword above your head.
A guaranteed prize for free; a true blessing for man.
Death.
Death is a secret in the whisper of our breath,
made to be spoken in the realm of the dead.
Death.
Death is a mountain everyone must climb
we'll meet again, once at the top, towards the other side.
Death.
Oh, death.
S. Bassakyros & R. Torbica © 2008 - All Rights Reserved.
Oh, autumn child, the rain will soon stop
so listen to the water song from my loving cup.
I will be here in the morning to greet you as you wake.
I'll be waiting with the night to watch you sleep.
Oh, autumn child; you're a season witch!
Oh, autumn child; you're a season witch!
With silent admiration, I offer you my wine;
to drink as you are giving me the blessing of this night.
Oh, autumn child; you're a season witch!
Oh, autumn child; you're a season witch!
Autumn Child!
"HEART STRINGS"
(So bold! So bold! So bold! baby, you've got the gold!)
You play on my heart strings every night, yeah!
You've got such bold themes on your mind, yeah!
And when you find yourself,
well it's not so far from where you ought to be today.
And one day you'll ask yourself,
well it's just one of those things you don't have to say.
You play on my heart strings every night, yeah!
You've got such bold themes on your mind, yeah!
One day you'll yourself,
well it's not so far from where you ought to be today.
And one day you'll ask yourself,
well it's just one of those things you don't have to say.
Robert Torbica © 2007 - All Rights Reserved.
"BEFORE YOU GO"
Before you go, let's pick up all the pieces!
And you should know, yes, you should know the reasons.
And when you do, well who's gonna be here?
and when you're through, well who's the next to be here?
A different face for selected people
and on display; oh, ever so deceitful!
I could be wrong? I could also be stupid?
There's so much more that hurt me more than you did!
Don't you think that life has passed you by?
Don't you think that life has passed you by?
When all else fails, giving up believing.
You'll see the trail, it's time you should be leaving.
And so you know, the changing of the seasons
and then once more, so beautifully deceiving!
So save your words, they lack a sense of meaning.
Isn't it absurd, to form them without thinking?
And what you do, I know it can't be easy
so sing along and I'll continue dreaming.
Don't you think that life has passed you by?
Don't you think that life has passed you by?
Before you go, let's pick up all the pieces!
And you should know, yes, you should know the reasons.
And when you do, well who's gonna be here?
and when you're through, well who's the next to be here?
Don't you think that life has passed you by?
Don't you think that life has passed you by?
"HOPEFUL"
If you could see the day, yeah!
People play out on the streets, boy!
A movie everywhere you go,
a book you would like to read.
You could be the one!
You could be the one!
I'm not so hopeful as you, baby!
I'm not so hopeful as you, baby!
When the sky is white with just a bit of grey,
the snow falls down but it could be rain.
A cold damp night with lights on the street
is a common occurrence when we meet.
You could be the one!
You could be the one!
I'm not so hopeful as you, baby!
I'm not so hopeful as you, baby!
If you could see the day...
"NOT BECOMING"
Been working hard most of my life,
It's hard enough just to survive!
I know what true love is for!
It's just a matter of some time
to come and claim some piece of mind
and then I'll see you once more.
Don't be concerned 'cause that's not what I notice!
Oh baby, believe! It's easy, you'll see!
Why must I wait to realize?
Is it too much all of the time?
I hope I'm wrong, that's for sure!
I hope and pray just to believe
something has taken hold of me.
There is not much that I ask.
Don't hesitate 'cause it is not becoming!
Oh listen to me, I'm begging you please!
Don't be concerned 'cause that's not what I notice!
Oh baby, believe! It's easy, you'll see!
Don't be concerned 'cause that's not what I notice!
Oh baby, believe! It's easy, you'll see!
Don't hesitate 'cause it is not becoming!
Oh listen to me, I'm begging you please!
Robert Torbica © 2007 - All Rights Reserved.
"PROMISE OF A PRAYER"
I don't want this body!
I don't want this body!
Believe me when I tell you,
I don't need this thing!
I don't need this thing!
Ain't no friend of mine!
No, it ain't no friend of mine!
I know that I'm not ugly;
this is not about being vain!
It's not about being vain!
Got something to tell me?
Have you got something to tell me?
I know I ain't no fool
but I'm certainly a slave!
I'm certainly a slave!
Everything's alright!
Everything's alright!
You can say you heard me
singing with you here, tonight!
With you here, tonight!
I don't want this body!
It ain't no friend of mine!
Got something to tell me?
Everything's alright!
Everything's alright!
Robert Torbica © 2006 - All Rights Reserved.
"FEAR NO MORE"
Mother, this is all I've got;
I'm afraid I feel just way too much.
Been crying my eyes out; the rain won't stop.
How long does it take for me to recover?
Shelter is fine but it works like skin,
its true importance is from within.
I will keep a place for you to sleep, yeah,
here in my arms and off the streets.
My babe, oh my baby, I don't want to live in fear no more!
My babe, oh my baby, I don't want to live in fear no more!
Freedom was sent in the form of love.
It helps to expand and open you up.
And I promise you now and my word is true;
I've fallen in love! I am chained to you!
My babe, oh my baby, I don't want to live in fear no more!
My babe, oh my baby, I don't want to live in fear no more!
Shelter is fine but it works like skin,
its true importance is from within.
I will keep a place for you to sleep, yeah,
here in my arms and off of the streets.
Freedom was sent in the form of love.
It helps to expand and open you up.
And I promise you now and my word is true;
I've fallen in love! I am chained to you!
My babe, oh my baby, I don't want to live in fear no more!
My babe, oh my baby, I don't want to live in fear no more!
"EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE"
The light in the sea is a candle in water.
Nine shades of green and every other colour.
The river wind calls you to lean in the current;
taken away fast with no struggle in the moment.
For you to see, for you to touch
everything all at once.
Not a pocket of air to support these lungs,
to cast away spells in the treasure of song.
Or a promise of a prayer in search of a love,
so fresh with the air when you came along.
For you to see, for you to touch
everything all at once.
"CERTAIN"
I get so sick that I went through with a test,
could there ever be certainty at all?
I'm certain about one thing only;
you are gonna hear this song!
I get so sick that I went through with a test,
could there ever be certainty at all?
I'm certain about one thing only;
you are gonna hear this song!
I'm certain about one thing only;
you are gonna hear this song!
Robert Torbica © 2007 - All Rights Reserved.
"SPANISH GARDENS"
Speak through me like the blossom speaks of the new bloom.
Bless me as blessed as a tree to have roots.
I fell in love in a Spanish garden, I won't ever be the same!
As clear as a disguise, worn well into the night,
stolen from age and now much too late,
these gardens they seem to be moments in time.
The soul you know, the story told; I know your face!
Fell in love in a Spanish garden, I won't ever be the same!
Behind every face is a man who tells a lie,
angels disappear from the face you recognize.
They reemerge only to prove angels were once here;
setting suns in your eyes.
I fell in love in a Spanish garden, I won't ever be the same!
Fell in love in a Spanish garden, I won't ever be the same!
"MAKE BELIEVE"
Is this a sign of betrayal, these nervous words that you've kept?
I wonder what else has been broken, apart from the trust in a friend?
You've gone away to make believe!
You've gone away to make believe!
You've got a way to make believe it's true!
In your finer moments, held in such high regard,
perfect pictures were stolen from inside a wounded heart.
You've gone away to make believe!
You've gone away to make believe!
You've got a way to make believe it's true!
You've gone away to make believe!
You've gone away to make believe!
You've got a way to make believe it's true!
"JACKIE MAY"
Old lazy May said her soul was out of shape,
waiting for her day to die.
Come along, Jack; what you think about that?
How you gonna live your life?
Right up to the sky! That's right!
Here's hoping that age will do her well,
to see through more than her eyes.
It's just so sad seeing someone you love
wasting all their time.
Right up to the sky! That's right!
Old lazy May said her soul was out of shape,
waiting for her day to die.
Come along, Jack; what you think about that?
How you gonna live your life?
"ALL ABOUT US"
Oh, how I love this!
It's times like these I really flash a smile!
And I love you!
Thank you for all that you have done!
But you don't know what you do,
you don't know what you do,
I hope that maybe you'll see now,
now that I sing a song
all about us!
True friends you've made will never pass you by.
And again, I say thank you.
I really do appreciate your company.
But you don't know what you do,
and now see all that you can do,
I'm sure that you're aware by now,
now that you can see me smile!
(you don't know what you do!)
All about us!
Sing all about us!
"LESSONS"
I couldn't get to sleep till the crack of dawn, my baby.
I couldn't help but think everything was lost, my baby.
I couldn't get to sleep till the crack of dawn, my baby.
I couldn't help but think everything was lost, my baby.
I promised you once that these flowers would bloom, my baby.
You'll never see colours like this too soon, my baby.
I promised you once that these flowers would bloom, my baby.
You'll never see colours like this too soon, my baby.
(I never once thought you'd hurt me! I never once that you heard me!)
Robert Torbica © 2006 - All Rights Reserved.
"DO YOU LOVE ME?"
I don't mind you, well I think you'll like me
and I can't stop this feeling from coming towards me
and an invitation to an open mind; I say,
Do you love me? Tell me what you say!
Do you love me? Some other day.
I don't mind you, well I think you'll like me
and I can't stop this feeling from coming inside me
and an invitation to an open mind; I say,
Do you love me? Tell me what you say!
Do you love me? Some other day.
Robert Torbica © 2006 - All Rights Reserved.
"HISTORY"
If you were to go, I wouldn't notice.
If you were to go, I wouldn't notice.
I'd like you to leave, anyway.
I'd like you to leave, anyway.
Your blood inside my eyes!
Your blood inside my eyes!
Your blood inside my eyes!
I wash you away and nothing remains
yet I am tattooed in your history.
Robert Torbica © 2006 - All Rights Reserved.
"DEMON CHILD"
I am the demon; I am the child.
I am the importance that all dreams rely on.
I am the demon; I am the child.
I am the importance that all dreams rely on.
In-between dreams and collected seasons,
the most important love for all to bare
is a love without conditions.
Robert Torbica © 2006 - All Rights Reserved.
"OH NO!"
Baby, it's so lonely where you are.
You're reaching out for something you won't get until the end
and believe me, if I had to go that far,
well, oh no, I wouldn't come back again!
Oh, no! Well, I wouldn't come back again!
Baby, don't it feel like you're in a dream?
Everything is possible but nothing's what it seems
and believe me, if I had to go that far,
well, oh no, I wouldn't come back again!
Oh, no! Well, I wouldn't come back again!
Believe me, if I had to go that far,
well, oh no, I wouldn't come back again!
Oh, no! Well, I wouldn't come back again!
"UPON OUR HILL"
Across the sands, the last of our steps
will be washed away by the waves on the shore
and a path that leads into a forest of green
will be our final place of rest.
Upon our hill, that's where we live.
Upon our hill, that's where we live.
Upon our hill, that's where we live.
It brings me closer to you.
And as it seems, down by the beach;
the road is cold and I wish you well.
And we will see a brighter day;
the sun will shine and make way for new life.
Upon our hill, that's where we live.
Upon our hill, that's where we live.
Upon our hill, that's where we live.
It brings me closer to you.
"MY SONG"
Please hold my head inside your hands.
Please bless my lips with a kiss
and then, with the beat of your heart,
you can play the drums in my song!
Sweet, sweet winds call to the trees,
just as the birds sing through evening breeze
and then, with the sound of it all,
they can be the crowd in the hall!
Please hold my head inside your hands.
Please bless my lips with a kiss
and then, with the beat of your heart,
you can play the drums in my song!
And then, with the beat of your heart,
you can play the drums in my song!
You can play the drums in my song!
"SO YOU SAY (LOSS FOR WORDS)"
I'm not who I was, you seem to think you've got me figured out.
This is not what I want; it's never enough and I want it all.
So you say you can't dance but I've seen you move!
So you say, so you say, till what you say is true!
At a loss for words?
I'm not who I was, you seem to think you've got me figured out.
This is not what I want; it's never enough and I want it all.
So you say you can't dance but I've seen you move!
So you say, so you say, till what you say is true!
At a loss for words?
"IMPULSE"
God, I'm in a state again and the waves are strong and rapid.
Standing silent, deadly still; thought speaks somewhat loudly.
Something falling breaks in two, like pieces from this puzzle.
Come together as the broken do and spare yourself the trouble.
Let us act on impulse.
God, I'm in a state again and the waves are strong and rapid.
Standing silent, deadly still; thought speaks somewhat loudly.
Something falling breaks in two, like pieces from this puzzle.
Come together as the broken do and spare yourself the trouble.
Let us act on impulse.
(One is just too many)
"CLEAN AGAIN"
I will take this basket, filled with all the finest,
the freshest and the gorgeous; all the fruits of our love.
Then walk it down a river, to a pool just like a mirror.
The reflection that you cast will be seen by those you love.
Then at the shores of this shallow river,
I will wash my face and hands,
tonight I will be clean again!
And I'll lay naked in the darkness and give myself to beauty
and I give myself to humility and everything between.
I'm waiting with the blind for our god or a sign.
Look within yourself for answers when you question why.
And at the shores of this shallow river,
I will wash my face and hands,
tonight I will be clean again.
Then at the shores of this shallow river,
I will wash my face and hands,
tonight I will be clean again!
"I LOVE YOU SOMETIMES"
I love you sometimes that I can't even sleep at night
but you'll masquerade these memories
and I'll love you till I die.
I love you sometimes.
I love you sometimes.
I love you sometimes that I can't even sleep at night
but you'll masquerade these memories
and I'll love you till I die.
I love you sometimes.
I love you sometimes.
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"BY THE WAY"
By the way, I thought I heard you cry
through the night but I really couldn't tell.
In my mind, I thought you could have tried.
Stay behind, by the way.
Stay behind, by the way.
Breathe one last breath you'd breathe on me.
Leave me be 'cause I breathe to move onto the way.
By the way, I tried to let you in on my love.
Lie awake and suffer through the night.
it'll be OK, everything is alright.
And in my mind, I thought you could have tried.
Stay behind, by the way.
Stay behind, by the way.
Breathe one last breath you'd breathe on me.
Leave me be 'cause I breathe to move onto the way.
By the way, I tried to let you in on my love.
"SCARY"
Scary - lazy - locked out;
you know how it feels to run out.
Bleed for a love that once had this heart,
oh you know how it feels to be torn apart.
It's hard enough with you playing so loud,
I can barley see or hear a sound.
Robert Torbica © 2002 - All Rights Reserved.
"STRANGE DISEASE"
Some strange disease has left me for dead;
comes on strong, posing for death.
Strangest lady comes unannounced;
proceeding slowly, a kiss on my mouth.
You've got a strange disease,
a strange disease.
You're gonna pass it to me, to me,
what a strange disease!
Running cold like water, even faster than a slaughter;
it's getting even harder, keeping track of all the time.
Some strange disease has left me for dead;
comes on strong, posing for death.
You've got a strange disease,
a strange disease.
You're gonna pass it to me, to me,
what a strange disease!
"REASONS"
Walking through the woods one day, I turned into the dark;
I thought I'd leave you there all on your own.
I thought I saw a shadow play and followed down a path
which lead me to a field of waiting stones.
When all the clouds turn cold and grey,
when all the sunshine fades away,
don't you think I'd like to be alone?
When all the darkness fades away,
when all the clouds turn clod and grey,
don't you think I'd like to be alone?
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"SING A TUNE"
And if you want to sing, then sing!
And if you want to dance, then dance!
If you want something to do,
well go on and sing a tune!
And if you want to smile, stay awhile!
And if you want to cry, don't be shy!
If you've got something to say,
well go on and shout it loud!
And if you want to sing, then sing! Baby, sing!
And if you want to dance, then baby, dance!
If you want something to do,
well go on and sing a tune!
If you want something to do,
well go on and sing a tune!
"CARRIED BY THE WIND"
In a moment of sudden change,
an image you can't replace or even recall its name
falters along the way - Oh, no!
Remembering a time and the clothes that you wore
and the sun set you down, crashing waves on a shore.
There were beautiful songs sung, as the children danced young
by the deep waters edge - Oh, no!
Slowly the skies crack, heaven's thunder overpass.
Only the last laugh reveals nothing but resistance.
In the fashion of a plague and of one that eats away
and spoils even dreams until dreams dissipate.
In hopes and in search and in moments of truth
an answer will bloom in the midst of a season.
Carried by the wind, as lost as our love was,
we found our whole lives in the whisper of reason.
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"LEAVING"
Oh, I've got to get away from here,
you know I'm leaving!
I'm gonna catch a train tonight!
The train leaves in about one hour; got my bags packed.
Oh, I gotta get away from you,
you know I'm leaving.
I'm getting out tonight.
My train leaves in about one hour; got my bags packed.
You know I'm leaving.
Gonna catch a train tonight.
Going around the mountains, beyond, beyond.
I'm going north; beyond the snow, beyond the cold.
I'm leaving tonight!
Oh, I gotta get away from here!
You know I'm leaving.
I'm gonna catch a train tonight.
I'll see you again, maybe sometime; not tonight.
Gotta get away, gotta get away from here.
My train leaves in about one hour; got my bags packed,
with everything I need right here.
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"EVENTUALLY"
Who'd have thought we'd ever make it this far?
What do you know? Didn't think you're age would really show!
What do you see, eventually?
I say, yeah, yeah, yeah.
What do you see, eventually?
I say, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"HOLLYWOOD"
(Welcome to Hollywood!)
I feel like getting ready but I don't know where I'm going,
feel like heading down to Hollywood to act all my glory.
And I'll act out with divinity; the film will screen my sorrow
and come across so foolishly, eventually you'll follow.
Going down to Hollywood, I'll be going down to Hollywood.
Oh, I feel like getting ready but I don't know where I'm going,
feel like heading down to Hollywood to act all my glory.
And I'll act out with divinity; the film will screen my sorrow
and come across so foolishly, eventually you'll follow.
Going down to Hollywood, I'll be going down to Hollywood.
"AN ILLUSION"
Yesterday when we went out, I went beyond; I was surely gone.
I forgot who I was and thought of somebody else.
And I remember these pictures with exaggerated colours
and visions of us dancing among so many others.
Oh, don't you know?
I know this isn't me but I've really got a hold on confusion.
I sit and pass these days away 'cause I've really built myself an illusion.
Yesterday when we went out, I went beyond; I was surely gone.
I forgot who I was and thought of somebody else.
And I remember these pictures with exaggerated colours
and visions of us dancing among so many others.
Oh, don't you know?
Oh, don't you?
I know this isn't me but I've really got a hold on confusion.
I sit and pass these days away 'cause I've really built myself an illusion.
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"SEE THE LIGHT"
My baby's gonna see the light.
Baby's gonna have a ball.
She's gonna have a fright.
She's gonna wanna take them on.
My baby's gonna see the light, yeah.
My baby's gonna see the light, yeah, you know.
She's gonna have to see the light, yeah, oh yeah.
My baby's gonna have a ball.
She's gonna tell them all to come along.
She's gonna take them all on.
She's gonna wanna sell her soul.
She's gonna have to see the light, yeah.
My baby's gonna see the light, yeah, you know.
She's gonna have to see the light, yeah, oh yeah.
Oh yeah.
"WHEN I'M GONE"
When I'm gone, said don't be afraid.
When I'm gone, said don't be afraid.
Think of this; the amount of space!
And you know, that they've got room for you.
And you know, that they've got room for you.
What did you think, that their plans fell through?
When I'm gone.
Don't be afraid.
Don't you be afraid.
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"PASSING WAYS"
Can you recall a season of care?
And a winter full of hope, just as long as you were there.
And I loved you more than most with a special kind of love,
from the whole of my heart to the pieces I pick up.
"Shall we walk a long in silence?"
so kindly you would ask,
then we'd set about our broken path,
extending ways to pass.
Can you recall a season of care?
And a winter full of hope, just as long as you were there.
And I loved you more than most with a special kind of love,
from the whole of my heart to the pieces I pick up.
"Shall we walk a long in silence?"
so kindly you would ask,
then we'd set about our broken path,
extending ways to pass.
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"FOREVER IN THOUGHT"
Hello? Is this my love?
How long has it been? Far too long!
Forever in love, forever in thought;
with you I remain for you are my love.
Don't forget who you've left behind!
Don't look back as you walk away!
Don't forget who you've left behind!
Don't look back as you walk away!
Don't look back as you walk away!
I love in truth and I mean to say more
but I want you to know who this is for,
I really do.
Don't forget who you've left behind!
Don't look back as you walk away!
Don't forget who you've left behind!
Don't look back as you walk away!
Forever in thought.
Forever in thought.
(I loved you more than most!)
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"ELIZABETH"
Oh, Elizabeth, don't be so sad.
This isn't the end!
It can't be that bad!
You know, this isn't the end;
just remember that!
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"THE SINKING SUN"
The sinking sun, the velvet sky.
The sinking sun, the velvet sky.
The sinking son within your eyes.
A solemn hand that waves goodbye.
The sinking sun, the velvet sky.
The sinking sun within your eyes.
The sinking sun, the velvet sky.
A solemn hand that waves goodbye.
Sinking sun.
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"DO YOU REMEMBER?"
This is the picture that we took last year
and here is the year before that.
Here we are again in this one,
do you remember?
These are the pictures we all took together;
there's only one or two of them here.
I know I've got more and some from before,
remember?
Look back at it all, it teaches you more.
I've got pictures of you, somewhere in smiles.
There all right here! Remember this - I adore you often!
Just remember.
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"SOMEDAY"
She don't know, my baby don't care about you;
well, what can you do?
She don't care, my baby don't know about you;
well, what can you do?
Well, someday - I mean someday.
I said, someday - I mean, someday.
She don't know, my baby don't care about you;
well, what can you do?
She don't care, my baby don't know about you;
well, what can you do?
Well, someday - I said someday.
I mean, someday - I said, someday.
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"DAYBREAKS"
When the day breaks - say, won't you hurry home?
When the day breaks - say, won't you hurry home?
Well, I know that you've got problems
but I've got my own!
When the sun sets, I'll be leaving here tonight.
When the sun sets, I'll be leaving here tonight.
You know I love you, baby,
but you've got no right!
When the day breaks!
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"DEATH & HIS FLOWERS"
The lovers, the fighters, death & his flowers.
The hope for a better view; Death sent flowers, here for you.
Robert Torbica © 2004 - All Rights Reserved.
"WASTED"
Wasted; oh these days go unattended for so long.
Should I blame it on the weather? My perception all together?
How could this love do me any wrong?
Waiting on a fool in silent confusion.
So you paint your face and I, an illusion
of a wasteland.
Oh, these days, man.
It's the way that you move, like the touch of your hand.
When I call your name, I can taste your scent.
When I kiss your lips, I take what's left
of this wasteland.
Oh, these days, man;
been wasted for so long.
"PICTURE"
So I paint you a picture of a burning fire,
colours sharp and terribly red.
These things I cannot grasp;
all the colours in my head.
Next, I'll paint a distant fear
but pay no mind to details.
This picture will seem all too real
but merely repetition.
Nothing you have seen before
but something to remember.
This picture is for all who know
and those who shall surrender
at last.
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"AUTOMOBILE ONE"
On the road; an automobile.
An automobile.
One.
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"OBLIVION"
Nothing but oblivion.
Nothing but oblivion.
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"DIALOGUE"
We never really had time to dance.
paper face a masquerade - paper face on parade.
Butterfly - like coming out of a cocoon.
It's like coming out of a cocoon.
A glorious afternoon, if you remember it at all.
Paper face on parade - paper face the masquerade,
coming out of a cocoon.
Something you should do soon too!
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"SHADOW BABE"
I saw you dressed like a shadow, babe.
This is the only way to go home.
I saw you dressed like a shadow, babe.
This is the only way to go home.
This is the only way out.
I saw you dressed like a shadow, babe.
I saw you dressed like a shadow, babe.
Ohh.
I saw you dressed like a shadow, babe.
This is the only way to go home.
Go home!
I saw you dressed like a shadow, babe.
Saw you dressed like a shadow, babe.
Shadow Babe! Shadow Babe!
Show me the way to go home!
Show me the way to go home!
This is the only way to go home.
This is the only way to go home.
Home.
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"WITNESS"
Seen a picture leaning out the window.
Ran across a garden in my old days.
Hold you in my arms, just like a meadow.
Sang a tune, it ran out past my heart, babe.
"Try to dance!" at least that's what this man says.
I couldn't even reach out past the darkness.
Got up there and showed him how it's done, boy.
Fever's got me hooked on up with nightshade.
Seems to me they've got a lot of weakness,
empty as whole in full completeness.
Had to take a second with a heartache;
a sorry-boy, sob-drama, drag queen.
How'd he do his make-up so ugly?
Hiding in the shadows of the doorways.
Notice that all lines are drawn in weakness.
Everything around is oh-so funny!
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"WATCHING YOU"
Watching you as the sun goes down today.
Watching you as the sun goes down today.
No, I couldn't cast the shadows all the way.
No, I couldn't cast the shadows all the way.
Watching you as the sun goes down today.
Robert Torbica © 2003 - All Rights Reserved.
"THUNDER CRASH"
Somewhere in a dream or in a space between,
I'm sure I heard you laughing but I know I saw your face.
The emotion there was lonely, maybe border-lining ugly.
I wish I could have helped you and I wish you would have let me.
But you fell against the sunrise to evaporate like water.
Washed up on shores of daybreak just hoping it was over.
Now it's gone - now it's gone.
Now it's gone, just like a thunder crash.
"BREATHE"
So breathe and fill up with poison,
who's to say we wouldn't get along?
We're the same; well, you're much like me.
Makes my think of where we went wrong.
Now, what's wrong?
Now, what's wrong?
So breathe and fill up with poison,
who's to say we wouldn't get along?
We're the same; well, you're much like me.
Makes my think of where we went wrong.
Now, what's wrong?
Now, what's wrong?
So breath, just breathe - what's wrong?
Breathe - what's wrong?
So breathe.
"LOOKING FOR LOVE"
Yeah, I've got these problems and I'm trying to cope.
Been looking for help; can you hear me now?
Have you got time to spare? 'Cause mine has run out.
Been looking for love but nothing comes about.
So you found a way; became a victim of doubt.
Did you feel any shame? Can you feel me now?
So you've got a new face and found a new name,
been looking for love or someone to blame.
"REFLECTION OF A MEMORY"
It was late in the night when I heard a voice call.
Something like a lullaby, a beautiful song.
Singing sweet and softly but slowly singing louder,
the air is getting heavy and this voice, it sounds like thunder.
Now someone else is singing, coming on like rain.
Their words will linger languidly and dance within my brain.
Come now kindred spirit, was it you that I heard call?
The reflection of a memory; the mirror bares it all.
"ALL THAT YOU ARE"
I could scream for nothing,
maybe look for something.
I would do most anything
to get this through to you.
If I come to heighten senses,
if you've come here for repentance,
shall I offer you forgiveness
for all that which you do?
I'm not looking for an answer
when all is said and done,
to question what you are;
too many things in one.
"TAKE ME"
Take me! I know this place where you must take me!
Lie to me! Steal a kiss but won't you lie to me?
Take me! I know this place where you must take me!
Lie to me! Steal a kiss but won't you lie to me?
Robert Torbica © 2002 - All Rights Reserved.
"SPOONS"
We've been driving all night by the country side
and the radio signal fades.
Then suddenly fever draws upon fear,
I cover this with eyeliner.
Forsaken appreciation, feeling empty like forever.
You're taking me to heaven just as long as we're together.
But we fall apart with rhythm 'cause we shoot up like a star
and my baby's got these symptoms and we're driving in his car.
We've been driving all night then we kiss by the light of the moon.
So luminous, these spoons.
"A NEW AGE"
A new age is coming so let's drown our fears;
line them up like crystals see them ever so clear.
A new age is dawning so let's run away;
running like children, playing games all day.
Lucy, my baby, she don't know what it's like;
lying in the sunshine, sometimes.
The making of the new way, how things should really be;
see it all on television, satellite tv.
This new age is coming so feel it so real!
Picture like a camera, all this disappears.
Lucy, my baby, she don't know what it's like;
lying in the sunshine, sometimes.
"HOPE"
We spoke clear; we spoke truth
and you were here, inside my world.
We spoke of thought, spoke of means.
We found ways through the in-between's.
You laugh with no sound; I cry without the choke.
I'm lost when you've found that little sense of hope.
We spoke clear; we spoke truth
and you were here, inside my world.
"ANOTHER DAY (FALLING AFTER YOU)"
Oh well, it's just another day.
I haven't got anything else to do.
You await the same as yesterday;
I'm coming onto you.
These days seem to last for so long, you know,
I'm holding on and breaking off.
Safe inside my secret place,
I'm watching after you.
Forgotten days of times so good,
I'm losing faith, my faith in truth.
I keep touching base and letting loose;
falling after you.
"PHOTOGRAPH GIRL"
All this can't be good; you've seen more that what you should.
Now here comes the rain, so listen - so silent.
Continues without notice, attention or focus.
Comes on strong like pain, bare witness; it's violent!
Never quite the same; inconsistent and violet.
Think you ought to go and see another show with my photograph girl.
Think you ought to go and see another show with my photograph girl.
"WALK ON BROKEN"
In case you haven't noticed,
this is what you've chosen.
This is what you wanted
now aren't you glad you fucked it?
Walk on, baby, notice
all our dreams are broken.
Walk on, baby - broken.
Where'd you want to take this?
how are you with shadows?
Did you want to break it
or continue just to fake it?
Walk on, baby, notice
all your dreams are broken.
Walk on, baby - wounded.
"BLACK AND BLUE"
I'm feeling sick now because of you
and all the things you do.
I never lied to you!
I know you can't see it but I'm black and blue,
got me dirty too!
I'm a fool for you!
And what you do, you know, it don't seem right!
you know, it's out of sight;
I'm alone tonight!
I don't know why but I just fell for you,
so sad, it's true.
I'll bleed blue for you.
Keep setting myself up and letting me down.
I ain't goin' nowhere! Running around.
"BELIEVE"
I somehow forgot to find time for you,
to include you in on my way of things.
Believe me, I tried to get through to you.
Believe that I tried to get through.
I saw to it that I'd keep an eye on you,
however much the distance apart.
Believe me, I tried to get through to you.
Believe that you remain in my heart.
When all you've got just fades away,
when all your skies turn cold and grey,
believe that I tried to get through to you.
Believe that I tried to get though.
"PARADISE LINES"
I can close my eyes and listen to your lullabies.
I can tell your lies - I can tell your lies.
The smell on your breath, you've been lying again.
Where the parasite lies - where the parasite lies,
reflecting your face and these paradise lines.
I know it hurts inside - don't it hurt inside?
Where the parasite lies is where the parasite dies.
I can draw your lines - I can draw your lines.
Paradise Lines - Paradise Lines.
Robert Torbica © 2001 - All Rights Reserved.
"SORROW AND PAIN"
It's the sorrow and pain that reaches me.
it's the sorrow and pain.
It's the sorrow and pain that reaches me.
it's the sorrow and pain.
It's the sorrow and pain that reaches me.
it's the sorrow and pain.
It's the sorrow and pain that reaches me.
it's the sorrow and pain.
It's the sorrow and pain that reaches me.
it's the sorrow and pain.
Pain - Pain - Pain.
Robert Torbica © 2001 - All Rights Reserved.
"CRASH & BURN"
Your picture of me is still the same,
I haven't changed too much.
I've been lying around, chasing shadows;
getting lost and such.
I've been testing the limits of my mind,
you'll see that I have bled.
I'm a fragment of your imagination
and I'm underfed.
The streets are filled with angry people
with lessons to be learnt.
There comes a time to realize,
we must crash and burn.
"TRAFFIC"
Someone's always watching.
Someone's always waiting.
Someone's always listening in the air.
Got to hide the children over there!
We've got to hide our children over there!
I don't like conversation; talking makes you ugly.
Talking leaves you open like a wound.
My baby's born stupid and blue!
Babies born stupid and blue!
So this is traffic, nothing unusual.
So just keep moving over there.
We've got to hide the bodies over there!
Got to hide the bodies over there!
"IDIOT BOY"
I made love to an idiot boy
and I felt him from the insides out,
I say, well he hurt just like an idiot child,
I covered him in guilt and in doubt.
I can't run from these idiots, boy;
I really need a way to get out!
You're just another idiot, boy!
Can you digest this?
How can you digest this?
Can you, at all?
"DOESN'T SEEM TO MATTER"
Know your face, note the change, wash away with the rain
but it can't be like before; I don't want to see more!
Do you think it's too late, to sit around and to wait?
For a moment in time, I lost all that was once mine.
It doesn't seem to matter anymore.
No, it doesn't seem to matter anymore.
She's got these cigarette arms and a taste for my death.
She can't resist all my charms or the taste of my breath.
He's got a mechanical head that lets his ignorance smile.
When I go down on him, I'll go down in style!
It doesn't seem to matter anymore.
No, it doesn't seem to matter anymore.
"FADE AWAY"
"It gets so cold" she said.
"I guess it's these days again,
they fall on so hard and then
they fade away, they all just fade away"
"It feels like the end" I said.
"It feels empty and it looks so dead.
Will it ever be this cold again
or will it somehow all just fade? Fade away"
"The rain falls for so long" he said.
"The wind, the wind grows strong again.
How I wish this all would end
or somehow, all just fade, fade away"
"GOD"
Looks like tomorrow all over again.
Fall like a doll on a silver screen.
"You can play my god" I said.
You can play my god.
You can play my, you can play my,
you can play my god.
I say "you lie just in need of a show"
I say "you should have died a long time ago"
well she ran like a scream
and she came out of a dream.
"You can't blame my god" I said.
You can't blame my god.
You can't blame my, you can't blame my,
you can't blame my god.
"THE SAME AS BEFORE"
This is the best, this feeling of hope.
The shadow of pain must cope with the change
but through all this, I can't help but feel
the same as I did before.
Lost in this mess is the thought of regrets
but I know I can't change a thing
and through all this you've made me see,
beauty in a life worth living.
But through all this, I can't help but feel
the same as I did before.
"LADY CONFESSION"
Lady, I'm not the same anymore
and the wounded can't play our games like before.
Lady Confession and the ideals of truth;
is it at all worth it to trust in you?
Lady Confession and all her soul brothers
all her soul sisters and all of the others.
All these confessions, somehow they get loose
and fall on my lady, this lady of truth.
Once you know, you can never be clean again.
Once you go, you've got to believe, my friend.
And you're gonna hear all the pain that they cry,
you're gonna be blinded by the light in their eyes.
In their eyes.
Lady Confession and all her soul brothers
all her soul sisters and all of the others.
All these confessions, somehow they get loose
and fall on my lady, this lady of truth.
"SO SAD"
I suppose I could just fall apart.
I guess I'll just let it go away.
Do you like where you are?
Who you've been and what you've seen - today?
So sad you can't be true.
It's just so sad you can't be you.
So sad to know I feel this way.
So sad, I just can't stay anymore.
So sad, it's so sad.
Who you've been and what you've seen
is so sad.
"ROCK-N-ROLL SWEET"
Beneath shadows, strange like frozen love.
Shallow vision - wild diamonds shone above.
Mental velvet burnt the moonlight, dying.
Stay clean, my rock-n-roll sweet.
Angles keep me walking.
Understand the writer
and my baby keeps on talking.
Junky passion overload; kiss the gutter, stranger.
Like a groove, heaven's truth keeps me scared, in danger.
Shame this love! It ain't my kind!
Stay mean, my rock-n-roll sweet.
alleyway keeps me hiding.
Understand the writer
and the time that he is biding.
Stay clean, my rock-n-roll sweet.
Angles keep me walking.
Understand the writer
and the time that he is biding.
Stay clean, my rock-n-roll sweet.
Stay clean.
"WAITING FOR YOUR HIT"
Sickly pale, sick with sweat,
his eyes were black like silhouettes.
The candle burns as the needle descends,
quick as the blade that lined up my days.
Waiting for your hit to fall.
Shine like me, just for me.
When I hold you to the light,
shine for me, die like me.
So cold, you know you can't shake it out.
It's all your talk that I'm worried about
like the kiss of the angels; till death do us part.
You've got my soul and now you want my heart.
Can't shake it off like the blues in my shoes.
I can't shake it off, you know I'm going to lose
but I'm waiting for your hit to fall.
I'm waiting, waiting.
I'm waiting for your hit to fall.
I'm waiting, waiting.
Robert Torbica © 2001 - All Rights Reserved.
"MONEY DOWN"
You've got your money down,
I know that it's all good.
And you've got your love around town.
I must have misunderstood - it's true.
Yes, it's true.
I know it's hard to be this real.
It's hard enough to feel.
I know you're always near.
Your love overshadows my fear - it's true.
Yes, it's true.
But you've got your love around town -
come on and put some money down, I say!
And you've got your love around town!
Come on and put some money down!
Robert Torbica © 2001 - All Rights Reserved.
"LIGHTS OUT"
This is the way we turn the lights out.
This is the way we turn the lights out.
This is the way we keep from laughing.
This is the way we keep on dying.
I look to you when you look to me,
in confusion, sealed with glass.
Somewhere hidden inside of pain,
I know it happens, again and again.
This is the way we turn the lights out.
This is the way we turn the lights out.
This is the way we keep on lying.
How sad it is, we keep on trying.
I['m not the one who's just so sorry.
I couldn't care about the things you say.
I'm not the one who takes from you now,
you're the one who takes from me.
Robert Torbica © 2001 - All Rights Reserved.
"SOMETIMES"
It's really a shame 'cause I loved you true.
I still think about you; in fact, I still doubt you.
Buried beneath the stone, a whisper of a low,
I still think we could have been closer.
From what you've shown me
and from what I know is
keep your love hidden,
keep your love cold.
Found inside your loneliness and lost inside you sorrow,
we spent so many yesterdays looking for tomorrow.
If only I could just believe then maybe I could sleep.
If only you weren't so naive then maybe I could leave.
From the lies that you sold
to the tales that you told us
to keep our love hidden,
keep my love cold.
The devil in the soul
makes fools of us all
so keep your love hidden,
keep your love cold.
But sometimes, just sometimes...
"DESPERATE DAYS"
Desperate days means desperate changes.
Desperate ways means desperate changes.
I can't see your face
because you've become so famous now.
I have no pity for you now.
I can't see your face.
I don't even care,
at all.
Desperate ways, it means desperate changes.
Desperate days means desperate ways.
You can't stop this pain, you've left and gone away,
should have stay so far away from here.
Nobody's gonna get back!
Nobody's gonna remember your face
On these desperate days!
Desperate days means desperate changes, you know.
Robert Torbica © 2001 - All Rights Reserved.
"LIPSTICK TRACE"
I saw you dressed like a funeral,
your mouth a slit; your eyes were cold.
I saw you lay like a corpse there, baby your body was still;
your eyes were closed.
I slash away razor blades, in spite of infections
'cause like all the plans we made,
they all lose their direction.
I can't come onto you now, baby
and leave the mark of a lipstick trace.
I can't come onto you now, baby
and leave the mark of a lipstick trace.
"BABY GRACE"
"If you don't stay here now" I said
"leave these memories!"
"Break these heroin arms" I said
"that put the weight on me"
"If you can't work these works" I said
"you can't hold these arms"
"If you can't hear these words" I said
"you can watch me fall"
Baby Grace, baby, baby Grace;
it's not the way that I hold your face.
Oh baby, baby Grace!
"If you don't stay here now" I said
"leave these memories!"
"I got to break these heroin arms
that put the weight on me"
Baby Grace, baby, baby Grace;
it's not the way that I hold your face.
Oh baby, baby Grace!
Robert Torbica © 2001 - All Rights Reserved.
"CLEAN"
Don't it feel so nice to be me?
Don't it feel so nice to be free?
Don't it feel so nice to feel clean?
Don't it feel so nice to be clean?
I said now, don't it feel so nice to be me?
Don't it feel so nice to be a queen?
Don't it feel so nice to be clean?
Wouldn't you like to be clean?
Wouldn't you like to be clean?
Robert Torbica © 2001 - All Rights Reserved.
"DELICATE HANDS"
Delicate hands they take away,
get up and dress your face away.
Get up but just don't walk away
and don't look twice 'cause it's gonna get old!
Don't remember, don't look back!
Leave this place, leave this day - yeah!
Sleep with me, don't move - don't stay,
lay still like the dead 'cause I'm gonna be cold!
Life's so fucking beautiful!
Life's so fucking beautiful!
Life's so fucking beautiful
when you haven't, when you haven't got a clue!
Life's so fucking beautiful
when you haven't got a clue!
Delicate hands they take away,
get up and dress your face away.
Get up but just don't walk away
and don't look twice 'cause it's gonna get old!
Life's so fucking beautiful!
Life's so fucking beautiful!
Life's so fucking beautiful
when you haven't, when you haven't got a clue!
Life's so fucking beautiful
when you haven't got a clue!
(Life ain't worth living if the life you live ain't you!)
Robert Torbica © 2001 - All Rights Reserved.
"ALONE"
The freshest wound I have
is the one that you left behind,
the one that you left inside,
that burns from within.
The deepest scar I have
is the one that I lost inside,
the one that I tried to find
but instead I found you.
The brightest smile I have
is the one that I wear inside,
the one that I chose to hide
from anyone but you,
so - alone.
"THE SOUNDS OF SILENCE"
Is there enough room?
Can you breathe?
Are you OK?
Did you want me to leave?
What is it that hurts you and does it make you bleed?
The sound of silence breaking apart.
The sound of silence breaking apart.
Did you want me to hold you?
Did you want something to drink?
Did you want to be alone now?
Did you want sometime to think?
Was it something that I said, dear?
Or something I didn't do?
The sound of silence breaking apart.
The sound of silence breaking apart.
SELECTED
1999 - 2011
All songs written by Robert Torbica unless otherwise noted.
Robert Torbica © All Rights Reserved.
