A Moment To Share

(BrainStorm/Renārs Kaupers)

nothing is always

and nothing is forever

but i have a moment

a moment to share with you

and we have a song

a song to sing together

to touch the wonder

to reach out for something that’s true

oh, we come as one

with the joy that it brings

let’s raise our voices

as the show begins

Your Call

(BrainStorm/Renārs Kaupers, Shipsi)

i'll be a word

the first one

and that's how it started

a clock that goes backwards

before we parted

i'll be the fine spirit in the eyes of that fool

who chooses politeness instead of the true

i'll be a car racing madly with no destination

a boy who's addicted to his new play station

and i can resurrect the princess or king of morocco

john wrapping tenderly around his yoko

a gas station you can rob and blow up

a safe to be opened or left in the truck

oh, the day that i was touching your neck

is the one that i'll never ever forget

this is the day

to celebrate the end of the story

the day to reconquer my territory

life without you is small

for you i will climb, always ready to fall

this is the day

to celebrate the end of the story

the day to tell you i'm a little bit sorry

life without you is small

i am a phone waiting patiently for your, for your call

i'll be a flag that waves proudly above the heads of the nation

indian, african, arab or asian

for you and those that you have loved the most

i'll be the father, the son and the holy ghost

i'll do my best once again to get your attention

whatever you want with my best intentions

smoke on the water, fire in your hand

i'll be columbus screaming: „i see land!“

this is the day

to celebrate the end of the story

the day to reconquer my territory

life without you is small

for you i will climb, always ready to fall

this is the day

to celebrate the end of the story

the day to tell you i'm a little bit sorry

life without you is small

i am a phone waiting patiently for your, for YOUR CALL

They Know How To Do It Well

(BrainStorm, Gustavs Butelis, Aleksandr Volk/Renārs Kaupers, Gustavs Butelis, Kristaps Krēsliņš, Santa Dimante, Elizaveta Rudenko)

it’s a cult

it’s a cult, sunday evenings on his bed

on his bed, lots of beer and hopes ahead

it’s like he’s racing

it’s not even close, he has to face it

bets are made

bets are made, now it’s only time to wait

time to wait or then baldly raise the stakes

it’s like he s racing

it’s not even close, he has to face it

it’s not even close, he has to face it

it’s not even close, he has to face it

flags are waving

engines roaring, in our hearts it brings no peace

flippin’ through the latest news

impatience soon to be released

as crowd gets wild and yells, hey

‘cos they know how to do it well, hey

oh, they know how to do it well, hey

we all know how to do it well, hey

day by day

day by day, she’s showing off in trendy clothes

trendy clothes, she’s chasing winner like a ghost

it’s like she’s racing

she’s so far from goal, she has to face it

little miss

exquisite miss, the prize will be her lovely kiss

it is something that you surely shouldn’t miss

it’s like she’s racing

she’s so far from goal, she has to face it

she’s so far from goal, she has to face it

she’s so far from goal, she has to face it

lags are waving

engines roaring, in our hearts it brings no peace

flippin’ through the latest news

impatience soon to be released

as crowd gets wild and yells, hey

‘cos they know how to do it well, hey

oh, they know how to do it well, hey

we all know how to do it well, hey

Years And Seconds

(BrainStorm, Ingars Viļums/Renārs Kaupers)

oh, we’re talking

we always find a reason to meet

and when we’re talking

all the things are not what they seem

‘cos all we have are years and seconds

and that is how we spend our lives i reckon

we’re building bridges and we’re burning them down

we’re coming back and back and spinning around

oh, we’re talking

all our words are shields and swords

and when we’re talking

it feels the best when we say nothing at all

‘cos all we have are years and seconds

and that is how we spend our lives i reckon

we’re building bridges and we’re burning them down

we’re coming back and back and spinning around

we always find a reason to meet

‘cos all we have are years and seconds

and that is how we spend our lives i reckon

we’re building bridges and we’re burning them down

we’re coming back and back and spinning around

that’s all we have

that’s all we have

Siam

Count My Fingers

(BrainStorm/Fran Healy)

if I count my fingers

1 to 10

i know there’ll never be a problem

count me out or count me in

i’m never gonna leave your side

i remember we were friends

i could tell you everything

but now we've crossed that line again

staring at the stormy skies

in the rain we break apart

colors bleed into the gutter

death to rainbows death to art

color me into the corners

what we had and could have been

but fate will tell a different story

one without happy ending

it’s time to close the book and cry again

they thought that we were out of love

they never knew we would find each other

we won’t give up till the music stops

they’ll never catch us when we’re dancing

so we step out into the night

the sun is shining

snowflakes upon your eyes

all sparkle as the midnight hour arrives

and suddenly the darkness begins to rise

and all around

the forest has come to life

and wraps itself around us

it’s happy that it found us

it’s turning us into dust

the forest still

there’s static in the air

they’re searching through the streets tonight

i count my fingers

1 to 10

i’m never gonna leave your side

it’s over now

the spirit’s gone

i climb into the bed beside you

the light shines down

the shadow’s long

staring at the stormy skies

And I Lie

(BrainStorm/Renārs Kaupers, Rolands Ūdris)

more or less

everyone has a messin

their hearts and heads

we are searching for happiness, happiness

and i lie, and i lie, and i lie to survive again

and i lie, and i lie, and i lie, and i lie

stop if you’re going down

if you wanna take a rest

just for a while

leave the town

you are strong

the road is long

carry on, carry on

we can’t go wrong

no, we can’t go wrong

time goes by

the same look in your eyes

and the same way you smile

are you still searching for happiness

and i lie, and i lie, and i lie to survive again

and i lie, and i lie, and i lie, and i lie

stop if you’re going down

if you wanna take a rest

just for a while

leave the town

you are strong

the road is long

carry on, carry on

we can’t go wrong

no, we can’t go wrong

the whole world breaks into pieces

and you can’t get it back anymore

and it slips through your fingers

and you

just try

and you just try

to hold on

to hold on

to hold on

no, no, we can’t go wrong

no, we can’t go wrong

stop if you’re going down

if you wanna take a rest

just for a while leave the town

Adventures Of The Free

(BrainStorm, Gustavs Butelis, Aleksandr Volk/Renārs Kaupers, Gustavs Butelis, Kristaps Krēsliņš, Hanna Krēsliņš, Raimonds Gusarevs)

when he was a boy

he played with his toys

in the back of the bush

where he once used to hide

he rarely thought

life would follow a plot

to become what his parents

would never find right

dad at his age

had his newspaper rage

never leaving a page

out of his sight

mother was cooking

always good looking

taking her boy to church every sunday

‘cos they wished for their boy all the best in the world

luminous diamonds and sparkling gold, oh Lord

they never forgot to take care of their hope

good looking gardens and fashionable clothes, oh Lord

as the boy got older

took his mom by the shoulder

and this is what he told her:

„i see through your code“

not long after dinner

he felt as a winner

packing his bag

and hitting the road

the parents were grieving

the road it was weaving

uphill to the east

like a tale of a dog

he didn’t look back

at the past that was wack

at least that was something that stuck in his mind

‘cos he thought he knew better what is best in the world

to fill up the sentence with his own words, for sure

he never forgot to take care of his hope

to play his own music with his own chords, for sure

when he was tired and restless

he couldn’t fall asleep

he craved to sail the ocean

others see too deep

his foolishness is lazy

and so is sanity

he saw the world as endless

adventures of the free

so, he didn’t look back

at the past that seemed wack

as he got to the top of the hill he stopped

took a deep breath and ran right before

he jumped into freedom and tasted its glamour

nights that made sick to his stomach

„freeyourmind“ sessions with hippies all summer

he’s been behind bars in stripped pajamas

sang hallelujah and hare rama

he met the pope and dalailamaate with osama and ms. obama

felt the cold in siberia and heat in bahamas

the further he went the more he missed dad&mama

missed dad&mama..

passing the bush

where he once used to hide

he’s at  the door

about to step inside

the house he has left

many years ago

now, the circle is done

like it was his goal

his foolishness was lazy

and so was sanity

he saw the world as endless

adventures of the free

the story is over

but then it continues

simply just like they sing in the blues

if no one sends a letter

you were not receiving

you can’t go home

if you were never leaving

To Deliver Brightness

(BrainStorm, Gustavs Butelis, Aleksandr Volk/Renārs Kaupers, Raimonds Gusarevs, B Chijioke)

all’s good and peaceful

life flows with no resistance

people are grateful

dogs bark keeping the distance

strong wind is rising

dark clouds above and under

dogs keep on barking

did not they hear the thunder

will we change together or change forever

you can never really tell like changing weather

everybody! everywhere! got a claim to treasure

love and darkness remain but my aim is clever

hear now

thunder fills the space

feel now

sunshine lights your face

will we change together or change forever

you can never really tell like changing weather

everybody! everywhere! got a claim to treasure

love and darkness remain but my aim is clever

high in the mountains

snow falls and melts the darkness

blue river fountains

run to deliver brightness

to deliver brightness

White

(BrainStorm/Renārs Kaupers)

white

it covers everything like snow

the color of my bones

the color of my mind

white rain and those white stones

white

i follow your sweet sounds

it smells so good around

no fingerprints, no footsteps

just heaven and white ground

On My Way

(BrainStorm/Renārs Kaupers, Rolands Ūdris)

a silver moon is shining

my ship is on it’s way

i don’t know if i’m hiding

and what’s the game that i play

the night is sending a promise

the stars are wishing me luck

and i believe that the captain

will steer us out of the dark

out of the dark

out of the dark

there’s no doubt

so, i wait for the spark

between the right and wrong there’s a gap

and that is where the truth lies, they say

no matter what, i won’t give up

and search until the end of my days

the silver moon is setting

my ship’s approaching the sun

and the captain is getting

that the trip soon will be done

well, the morning is crying

this ship was built for dark nights

i agree, so i’m trying

to get out of the light

out of the light

out of the light

but it’s my pride

that won’t let me hide

between the right and wrong there’s a gap

and that is where the truth lies, they say

no matter what, i won’t give up

and search until the end of my days

a silver moon is shining

my ship’s again on it’s way

now, i know i ain’t hiding

and what’s the game that i play

it never had a beginning

and the end can’t be seen

but it’s my life that i’m living

and i’m that captain, that moon and that sea

the night is sending a promise

the stars are wishing me luck

but at the end of the day

at the end of the day i’m singing:

„between the right and wrong there’s a gap

and that is where the truth lies, they say

no matter what, i won’t give up

and search until the end of my days“

Begging For Your Startlight

(BrainStorm, Gustavs Butelis, Aleksandr Volk/Ken Stringfellow)

like a wandering holy man

i search your traces across the land

my bones are showing right thru my skin

my eyes are opened up from where i've been

if you work out the triangulation

bounce the sonar off the bottom of the seas

in the sky the searchlight's sweeping

in the hope you're coming back to back to me

like strangers, like stars in reverse

blue light is shifting towards me

if I could i'd throw galaxies down

at your feet

beg, i'm begging for your starlight

tell me, when do we come out right?

legs will move in your direction

no saints will give me their protection

beg, i'm begging for your starlight

tell me, when do we come out right?

legs will move in your direction

‘cos no saints will give me their protection

from the macro to the microscopic

i search for you between every grain of sand

i work your subject into every topic

think time is money? try me, try me, honey

like strangers, like stars in reverse

blue light is shifting towards me

if i could i'd throw galaxies down

at your feet

beg, i'm begging for your starlight

tell me, when do we come out right?

legs will move in your direction

no saints will give me their protection

beg, i'm begging for your starlight

tell me, when do we come out right?

legs will move in your direction

‘cos no saints gonna give me their protection

Simple Things That Matter

(BrainStorm, Gustavs Butelis, Aleksandr Volk/Maks „Bigoudi“ Sergejev)

have you ever had this feeling

when you're lost and have no meaning

something small and common

makes you heart and soul go spinning

simple things that matter

would you spend this day with me?

my time goes by, days get repeated

i'm fighting fear and rarely beat it

wise people say love's a solution

i seek to make my contribution

have you ever had that moment

when you're dancing with your lover

nearness and warmness

are the gifts you rediscover

simple things that matter

would you spend this night with me?

have you ever had this feeling

when you're lost and have no meaning

something small and common

makes you heart and soul go spinning

simple things that matter

would you live your life with me?

i watch the news, i get judgmental

i'm feeling old, too sentimental

wise people say we can not get far

what do they know about the way things are?