Dido :
How can I change the world if I can’t even change myself ?
I cannot change the way I am ?
I don’t know, I don’t know.

Maxi Jazz :
I take a look at the world behind these eyes,
Every nook, every cranny reorganise,
Realise my face don’t fit the way I feel.
What’s real ?
I need a mirror to check my face is in place,
Incase of upheval, fundamental movement below,
What’s really going on I wanna know,
But yo, we don’t show on the outside, so slide.
Just below my skin I’m screaming…

I need a mirror for my spirit,
Yeah, acn you feel it ?
When I get deep, wanna hear myself sleep,
Not drowning, just tumbling around and around in the voices
Like a crowd in my head so loud,
I wonder what it’s like to be dead,
I hope it’s quiet, noise in my head like a riot,
Any remedy you have for me I’ll try it.
Just below my skin I’m screaming…

I’m going deep, so deep that I can’t sleep,
The pills ain’t cheep but the bills are steep,
So I ___ with a booze and a slpiff,
Try to snooze,
But who’s dreaming ___ this is win or loose,
Put down the drink, try not to think,
Let it go, fundamental movement below,
And yo, reality is dreaming,
Just below my skin I’m screaming…

I am no one. I am legion. I am Saltimbanco.
I come from nowhere, I come from everywhere

We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children rolled into one
So when I hear about the hole in the sky
Saltwater wells in my eyes

We climb the highest mountains
We’ll make the desert bloom
We’re so ingenious we can walk on the moon
But when I hear ’bout how the forests have died
Saltwater wells in my eyes

I have lived for love, but now that’s not enough
For the world I love is dying, and now I’m crying
Time is not a friend, ’cause friends we’re out of time
And it’s slowly passing by
Right before our eyes

We light the deepest oceans
Send photographs of stars
We’re so enchanted by how clever we are
Why should one baby be so hungry she cries?
Saltwater wells in my eyes.

I have lived for love, but now that’s not enough
For the world I love is dying, and now I’m crying
Time is not a friend, ’cause friends we’re out of time
And it’s slowly passing by
Right before our eyes

We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children rolled into one
What will god think of me the day that I die
Saltwater wells in my eyes.

Nada me pone mal
nadie me hace caer
no me quedo a esperar
salgo a buscar lo que sue?o tener.

Nada me va a parar
nadie me har? perder
yo sigo siempre igual
salgo a buscar lo que sue?o tener.

Cada d?a llega el sol
y se queda en tu mirada
y saber que te quema, m?s te quema
y a tu coraz?n le quita toda pena.

Te hace bien comprender
que se puede so?ar con lo que quieras
si poco cuesta amar y brillar
que todo lo que duele siempre quede atr?s!


Porque sigo so?ando
no me voy a caer
porque me hace muy bien
tiene que suceder
todo est? comenzando y s?:
que aun queda mucho por hacer

Salta, salta, salta, salta…

Haz lo que sientas dejate llevar.

Se repite todo.

Here we are in the maelstrom of love
waiting for the calm to soothe our
hearts-here we are and dont know
how to stop waitng for the war to
end it all-love is insane and baby
we are too-its our hearts little grave-
am i the salt in our wounds here-
we are right back where we began
waiting for sweet love with open arms-
here we are just like before waiting
for the warmth of that tender storm

Down in Utah
The guys and I dig a city called Salt Lake
It’s got the grooviest kids
That’s why we never get tired of Salt Lake
And the way the kids talk so cool
Is an out of sight thing
And the number one radio station
Makes the town really swing yeah
Salt Lake City we’ll be coming soon

There’s a park near the city, yeah
All the kids dig the Lagoon now
It’s full of all kinds of girls
And rides and we’ll be flyin’ there soon now
And girl for girl
They’ve got the cutest of the Western states
They got the sun in the summer
And winter time the skiing is great yeah
Salt Lake City we’ll be coming soon

Salt Lake City we’ll be coming soon

We’ll be coming soon
We’ll be coming soon
We’ll be coming soon

Let’s drink to the hard working people
Let’s drink to the lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Let’s drink to the salt of the earth

Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and who still till the earth

And when I search a faceless crowd
A swirling mass of gray and
Black and white
They don’t look real to me
In fact, they look so strange

Raise your glass to the hard working people
Let’s drink to the uncounted heads
Let’s think of the wavering millions
Who need leaders but get gamblers instead

Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter
His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio

And when I look in the faceless crowd
A swirling mass of grays and
Black and white
They don’t look real to me
Or don’t they look so strange

Let’s drink to the hard working people
Let’s think of the lowly of birth
Spare a thought for the rag taggy people
Let’s drink to the salt of the earth

Let’s drink to the hard working people
Let’s drink to the salt of the earth
Let’s drink to the two thousand million
Let’s think of the humble of birth

there’s a tear in my heart where the blood ran out. there’s a tear in my heart where the love ran out. i thought we worked, pushed toward the same ends, i’ll never be so quick to trust again. disenchanted, disgusted, i regret that i trusted. i put my faith. my faith in you, you poisoned me through and through. i though we both shared the same injuries. now i’ve found it’s you who injures me. my heart is cracked from being left out in the cold. i know you’ll pay for what you’ve taken – tenfold. disenchanted, disgusted, i regret that i trusted. i put my faith. my faith in them, they twisted the knife further in.

We were born in the seventies
The rippin and rhyming and brethren see
We’re filling taste great
In the old school I was eight
Fot the new school I was late
But in high school I was debate
I rate in the great state of California
I’m warning ya
Je vais a la plage parce que le guignol est chouette!
I kick nonsense in French tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you gonna wanna try this but it takes niceness
I like a beat that’s unique and I like my head zooming
And in my Continental you know that shit’s booming
With the diamond int eh back suicide doors
You can look from here to eternity
And never receive your morsel.

Another tale of ordinary madness
The girl who gave you her sex I heard was homeless say
All I really wanna is to feel nirvana
Won’t you take me tonight and we just might find
A bottle of wine and feel our nasty nature
Your toung lickin’ up my tounge
Your radio pickin’ up a smokey jazz love song
Madness becomes you even though your
Livin’ life it’s hard to exist when you’re tempted
By flesh you wanna bust through
Beautiful legs in the bar there is poetry
She bends and suspends and her ass
Is a marvelous thing
A dance dancin’ at a club the Hereafter
Who can’t really dance but that doesn’t really matter
And she won’t hear applause
Cus your drunk and lost
All light is gone
Your arms spread like a cross
And you’re dreaming that the world
Will soon fall apart
Topless firl in your gaze
Which is hazy
Takes your dollar
In the gutter without cigarettes
Or wine your hungover
I was warned of your normal
Behaviour and felt
My life was too short to
Consider your wack self
It’s like this when you dip down
And you are boxin’
Reeling against the ropes and you
Face some young Mexican
Your scrappin’ your kneck gets
Snapped back your eyes have bled
Your thinking’ about a comeback
But your takin’ it to the head
You little bastard
Better watch you back
Cuz we’re after
Your punk ass by God we’re gonna jack it
You’re played out and small time
And your show is over
You’re ’bout as lucky as a three leaf clover
And your older ho bag sceezer
In her droopy saggy skin
Who thoughtshe was a model
But in truth a never-has-been
You both are fools
You and your cheap rooms too
The cigar biting your lips the way love use to

Salt fare, North Sea (repeats)
Roll on, roll off
With these words I drown
Topmast secured
Hatches battened down
Sometimes I think
It must be different on land
But from the mast I can only see tyrants
Still in command
Fish and Chip supper
Battered, no bones
Hung, drawn and quoted
And drifting alone
One thousand lashes
For the Age of Reason
Salt for your wounds
When the cod’s in season
Salt fare, North Sea (repeats)
We reach the horizon
And sail over the edge
Drunk on our memories
More sober than a judge
I’m wasting time
That I can’t afford
I know I’d die on the gallows
Before I’d die of being bored
Drifting along, drifting along (repeats)
Salt fare, North Sea (repeats)