1. |
At the Door
03:52
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The world around me is changing
I gotta go with the flow
Maybe it's time to stop pretending
And let the child in me grow
We’re not getting any younger
Seasons come, seasons go
They say it's time I got brighter
There is so much I don't know
'Cuz I've been waiting for so many years
Just standing at the door
I've been waiting, stricken with fear
But I'm not gonna wait anymore
The endless promise of tomorrow
Keeps me stubborn, keeps me bold
I've never felt safe in your castle
I’ll roll my dice on the road
Like the ice that I walk on
I’m wearing dangerously thin
I've lost my way for a moment
But I’m not prepared to give in
'Cuz I've been waiting for so many years
Just standing at the door
I've been waiting, stricken with fear
But I'm not gonna wait anymore
The world around me is changing
I’m just watching it go
Heading again for the exit
Not gonna wait anymore
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2. |
Downtown Point of View
04:44
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She is a silly cat, silly girl, silly teen
Can’t tell the difference between good and evil
Her teeth are white, her jeans are clean
She'll buy anything they'll sell her
All the horny teens, scary stuff
And she’s trying to reach the unreachable
When she says, could I show you how Americans make love?
It's easy to think America is lovable
Los Angeles is burning down
But Hollywood sleeps just fine
Alcohol is a depressant, blurring
But has the desired effect on her moves
She says I know a place and starts walking
Man, she doesn't even wait for an answer
What’s that siren in the background?
She says hey babe, it's downtown L.A
You should never risk waking up the hounds
Especially if you would like to go down there
Los Angeles is burning down
But Hollywood sleeps just fine
And there is probably someone still waiting up for her
But she doesn't seems to care
Sings along with the radio
And what do you know, it’s Sloopy
Knows that she is turning them on
While she's so far away… so far away from home
Los Angeles is burning down
Sloopy lives in a very bad part of this town
Los Angeles is burning down
And everybody there tries to put her down
Everybody there tries to put her down
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3. |
Road
04:29
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Road is winding ever on
Underneath a blazing dawn
Like a stream that never found the sea
Tree and stone are all I see
Running to the morning rush
Weeping in the evening's hush
Road is winding ever on
On until my heart turns home
Road is pouring ever on
Through a blazing winter storm
Like a dream forgotten by the dawn
Surely no one knows I'm gone
Running under summer's rain
Weeping in clear, winter's sun
Road is pouring ever on
Oon until my heart turns home
Road is calling ever on
As dusk is crawling for the dawn
Like a child without a name I see
The road and I will ever, ever be
Running to the morning rush
Weeping in the evening's hush
Road is calling ever on
On until my heart turns home
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4. |
Smoke
04:47
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So many things have changed
Since I last set foot in London
The air full of smoke
And the man that I spoke to
Have both brought a sting to my eyes
Clouds heavy with rain
May darken the skies
But wash clean the city
My place on Trafalgar is still open late
The faces I’ve known are still here
Maybe it’s me that has changed
Broken and bent by the years and the longing
And the city knows me all too well to be fooled
I can’t shake the night
And I can’t shake you
Even in London
So far away from the person you always
Imagined I someday could be
So it is me that has changed
Broken and bent by the years and the fighting
And the city knows me all too well to be fooled
Going down London town
Walking a road I’ve walked a thousand times before
Going down London town
Feels like the first time that I walked it on my own
Wanderlust is a traitorous tune
That will find its way every time
On a plane or a boat, or a dusty old road
The song is the same, but are you?
Going down London town
Walking a road I’ve walked a thousand times before
Going down London town
Feels like the first time that I walked it on my own
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5. |
Womb
03:49
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It's never about justice
Though we like to think it is
We like to think that violence
Serves a greater deed
It's just about power
Kings rule, not mothers
It’s just about power
It's never about love
Though we know that it should be
It's the control of one another
Which bounds us in our fear
It's never about sex
Even when we think it is
Freedom does exist in bed
But we are never free
It's just about power
Kings rule, not mothers
It’s just about power
That's the core of anything
And everything we do
Both sides imprisoned
Silent, waiting for the womb
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6. |
The Last Train Home
04:01
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We had all this time
But I got in between
I let my guard down once
And all my dreams came barging in
Now the last train home
Is tearing through the night
But from the cold platform
It’s just another distant light
She said if you’re gonna go just go
But you’d better be sure, you know
This time if you’ve gotta go just go
But you’d better be sure
Guess that I never thought
That I would have to choose
But as the trains roll by
I’m reaching for my traveling shoes
I had to break my heart
To keep my sanity
I had to lose it all
To find out what I really need
She said if you’re gonna go just go
But you’d better be sure, you know
This time if you’ve gotta go just go
But you’d better be sure
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7. |
Faith and Fate
04:28
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You could tell a million stories
You could sell a million lies
As if saying them will make them come alive
But before you start believing
The legend of your name
Take a moment to remember that like me
You’re just a man
There's a time and place for glory
And a time and place for fact
And the fact is that your glory is misplaced
So before you go believing
The religion you have made
Understand that the control you think you have
Is only in your head
In my dreams I often find myself
Alone and cold and naked on the street
And of all the wolves and snakes
That could have come for me
It's you I fear to meet
I take no comfort in your promises
You've shattered them before
And what little faith that I had left in you
You’ve broken too
I believe that every human
Has the right to life and peace
We're not born to feed the armies of the rich
Still you'd have us all believing
To kill and to be killed
In a war with good publicity and yield
Is an honor fit for kings
In my dreams I often find myself
Alone and cold and naked on the street
And of all the wolves and snakes
That could have come for me
It's you I fear to meet
I take no comfort in your promises
You've shattered them before
And what little faith that I had left in you
You’ve broken too
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8. |
Denver
04:09
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Back then were the years
When adventure was everything
He left it all behind
All he saw, was gold in his eyes
He laid his bag down
Far west of all he knew
Where the Colorado River runs fast
And sparkles at dawn
A Chinese man with a fancy camera
In here with me
Where did the days go, when gold was glory
And not just a stop, on the way to Denver
At first he would work
For days at a time
No sunlight or fresh air
Not enough gold dust to pay for a beer
As I recall it was mid-May
When he hit that golden vein
Most boys work their whole lives
Without getting there
A tattooed pink haired girl
In here with me
Where did the days go, when gold was glory
And not just a stop, on the way to Denver
An almost deaf old man
In here with me
He remembers the days when gold was glory
And now it’s the last stop, on my way to Denver
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9. |
One Last Glance
02:50
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There is nothing left for me here
That old swing’s been broken for years
Down, down, driven to the ground
Down, down, ever down
Memories of the child that I was
Shadows dancing up on the walls
Round, round, never make a sound
Round, round ever round
So I might slip away tonight
And leave this old life behind
Lift the weight from my shoulders
I think time is on my side
I’m so sick of playing the clown
The mask I wear is wearing me down
Same, same, oh it’s all the same
Same game, different name
So I might slip away tonight
And leave this old life behind
Lift the weight from my shoulders
I think time is on my side
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10. |
Tango On
04:22
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Hey Charlie, can you feel it, son?
The wind you brought in is carrying me
So Charlie, what are you up to now
Was the risk we took worth it at all?
Believe me, Charlie, I've been trying hard
Not to let my flaw bring me down
Hope that you, Charlie, march through this road
That I paved for you with my own hands
Times, they are changing
And I know I won't fit in unless you show
Wish you could make it
'Cause I can't remember how to walk alone
I just tango on
On many crossroads, Charlie, I was wrong
It was just too hard for me to do right
Be careful, Charlie, keep your focus boy
The day you stop looking you're done
How's love, Charlie, did you learn from me at all?
I Hope they stay till after dawn
Goodbye Charlie, I'm too old and too blind
Use my pearls with pride
Times, they are changing
And I know I won't fit in unless you show
Wish you could make it
‘Cause I can't remember how to walk alone
I just tango on
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11. |
Wanderlust
04:37
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Every year in December, since I was a boy
Wanderlust tears at my roots
Top a hill, by a river, under a tree
Flights of fancy would carry me
But the weather was changing, the rain beating down
And the fire you lit warmed my bones
So on the road that I should have walked
Dust never rose
Every year I remember, still just a boy
Trading my dreams for a plan
On a plane, or a steamboat, far 'cross the sea
I had promised myself I would be
Though the weather was raging, the rain beating down
And the shelter you built kept me dry
Oh, the road that I should have walked
Calling me now
The price to be paid for decisions I made
Is a thousand sleepless nights
Walking around old London town
Was I ever truly happy?
Now the years ran before me, I'm not a boy
Wanderlust tore out my roots
Top the hill, by the river I used to dream
But I see now, it's just a stream
And the weather keeps raging, the rain beating down
As I ache for a fire I knew
Oh, the road that I should have walked
Dusty and cold
The price to be paid for decisions I made
Is a thousand sleepless nights
Walking around old London town
Was I ever truly happy?
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Omri Lahav Israel
As a professional musician, I've spent my career
producing and playing on everyone else's
albums.
In 2014,I resolved to follow my dreams - knowing they would take me far away from my home land of Israel, to Los-Angeles, CA.
Before I turned the lights off and left my studio for the last time, I knew I had to do it...
It was finally time to record a solo album - one that is entirely my own.
... more
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