by Hans Roofthooft

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released March 1, 2019

Recorded, produced and mixed by Tim van Doorn at Big Dog Recordings, Schelle (BE)
Drums recorded at Single Coil Music Tonstudio, Regensburg (DE)
Piano and flute recorded at Studio Brugsko, Enschede (NL)
Mastered by Bram Dewachter at Big Dog Recordings
All music and words written by Hans Roofthooft
‘New York’ is based on a short story by Wout Roofthooft
Front cover by Wout Roofthooft
Layout album and song titles by Lente Roofthooft
Pictures by Stijn Janssens @ Stijntjepics
Layout and design by Eric Cocquart


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Track Name: Anyone Can Sing This Song
It doesn’t come as a big surprise
But what we do not know, we fear
Ignorance breeds intolerance
We don’t have a clue so we manage to not see clear
Let’s all go against the odds

I know anyone can sing this song

Strange to me how people will just turn away most of the time
Safely hidden in their homes they’re watching the news with a silent refusal to unify
It’s not that hard to make your point
All the good things slowly have gone bad
Can’t we all sing?

Anyone can sing this song
Cause it’s not so hard
And there’s always someone there to make it happen
Track Name: Long Day
I’m the one with the one-tracked mind and life is a steamroll
So I judge this dumb world from behind my screen
Where I randomly rage against it piously
Cause I most certainly know where you have been

It’s gonna be a long, long day
But I’ll blame it on society
Everyone is wrong, everyone but me
Long, long day

Can you tell me where they have gone, all familiar faces?
And I’m sure they put that queue there just for me
I never do complain
I just sit back and proclaim
I’m the one who knows it all and keeps it sane

So I swear at the sun and the rain
And there is nothing ever going my way
But I will take revenge on everything I see
I will make you pay
An everlasting judgement day
I’m a god in virtual reality
Track Name: A Day Well Spent
I can sit right here and not care at all
I think that I’m entitled to a day of really doing nothing
Just a day to stall
Funny how that feels inside

Cause I worked real hard, yes, even teachers do
That’s in between vacations when we are just like you
Doing what we do to make a living, too
Occupation simplified

And the hours are slowly passing by
Sitting down and randomly
Doing anything I want to and when night falls
I look back on a day well spent

I try to do my share of what has to be done
But every now and then I put the brakes on
And then it all slows down to a soothing pace
My inner peace that I embrace

I should be doing all at once, I know
But it comes and goes, I don’t run this show
I merely try to keep up with a bit of restraint
In a slower lane

There are messages awaiting my replies
Your patience needs some exercise
I can understand their need not to slow down
I don’t think they’ll still be in town
When I have finally come round
Still sitting down
Track Name: Bjorn Is A Beast
Now and then he spends time in his own special world
Floating alone
He’ll break strings faster than anyone you and I know but hey, shows must go on

And he says he’s a bit weird
I hope he’ll remain just the way he is today
Pardon his French, he’ll try learning in vain
Behold! Bjorn is a beast in every good way

What he’s doing, sometimes we don’t know
Nor does he, but all will be fine
When he strays away not to be found for a while
Somewhere off line

But he never forgets those who matter to him
The best friend you’ll have any day
Handing out flowers before going on one knee
Behold! Bjorn is a beast in every good way

There are whispers of unsober tales
He will pick up your records when all else fails

For his wife deserves statues of silver and gold
May he never grow old
Building a dream where fine music is made
Behold! Bjorn is a beast in every good way
Track Name: Harvest
It’s never a promise, not naturally strong
It happens without guarantee
Without care or attention it might end up wrong
And not what you thought it would be
And I know that I sat on that fence too long
As I watched the world slowly drift by
And I will only speak for myself, alone
This harvest has shown me the long road that could lead me home

Winds came from nowhere, wherever they blew
The seeds that I threw were half dead
I waited and watched but of course nothing grew
Well, not enough to keep us all fed
And I know my intensions were good
But the soil always seemed a bit dry
I can only speak for myself, alone
This harvest has shown me the long road that could lead me home

Come what may
I’ll accept or at least I do promise I’ll try
I know now that I am not lost, I’m still on my way

New dawn breaking
Done with the pages I’ve turned
Faithfully planting, to carefully reap
Lessons that I’ve humbly learned
Now I look back on all that has been
Not without a glimpse of regret
There’s more to look forward to as I’m not alone
That harvest has shown me that nothing comes easy
But most of all I found a way that could lead me home
Track Name: Evermore
We can soar away on waves of evermore
We can go along and watch the ships set sail
Oh, how far can you walk along the waterfront
When there’s little left to find in the place you’ve been before

I have travelled many roads and many more I will
Might have lost a soul or two and nothing matters
Still, I know that I’ve been wasting everything I had
And it’s a long, long way back home

Maybe someday I will stay a while and call it home
Share a bit of company with someone still alone
But until that day comes I’ll refuse to laugh
Let it all turn into stone
Track Name: Babylon
Everything I say will be held against me
In other forms or ways
Different from what I meant
All is lead astray
No matter what I try
It’s never ending blaming for whatever’s wrong today
One place I can’t stay
I’m leaving just to keep me sane

I’ve been on another journey back from Babylon
With its gardens blinding all along the way
Where the fickle master of the ravens is holding court
Where I’d rather walk away

Apparently it’s just a matter of experience
Of immunity
Is there a way to settle all the dust?
Where’s your winning team?
Forever bursting at the seams

I’ve built a mountain with the mud you threw at me
Up there I’m higher than the clouds that used to rain down on me
You gave a lot
Track Name: Morning Dew
See the morning dew
Water colors, rain falls
Prism sun breaks through
Looking all brand new
Flower faces meeting in the land of possibilities come true

Feel the summer breeze
Heads are overflowing, give ‘m shelter please
Climbing down with ease
Painting how she thinks the world is
In her innocence she paints her dreams

Two are made as one
Drifting over hilltops, heading for the sun
Rainy clouds are gone
Toons are sleeping
Animals are smiling at the house that’s not quite ready for the flight
No one seems afraid of incredible heights
No one ever dies
Snow is falling on the ground that’s somewhere over hills not far behind

Paintings of a world not far beyond
This imagination makes the stars
What’s inside their minds to make this art?
Are they being smart?

Carpets on the wall
Did you think it’s hard?
Well, it’s not that hard at all
Forever leaves will fall
What you see is what you get from trying not to educate at all
Track Name: Misses Moody
Misses Moody’s looking out her window
And no one’s ever seen her with a smile
She stares at every passenger as if he could die
Well, who knows what will happen in a while

The neighbors all walk faster when she’s outside
They know it’s just a waste of time to greet
For not a friendly word will be returned and that is why
Misses Moody’s solitary indeed

She is a little bit scary, a sad, sad human being
But she has never wanted anything like this
Her parents never cared
She had to make it on her own
And chances are she’ll die alone some day

Misses Moody’s always having headaches
Or so she claims when anyone’s in sight
She’s scared to go to sleep because her heart might stop, oh my
And that’s why she just wanders through the night

Mister Moody never came to save her
And how she’s always hungered for some warmth
That other people seem to have
She hides her love away
It’s just a way to keep her safe from harm
And sometimes it’s so hard to keep holding on
She knows she tried but this world has gone wrong
Track Name: Rather Be
Traveling light
Everything that proved to slow me down has been thrown off on my way
No more nights wondering whether all would just turn sour
It seems long ago today

It’s either choice or appetite
I am used to go wherever I feel like
Got the best of friends
Allowed to always be me
Still there’s one place in this world I’d rather be
Somewhere I can finally be safe for a while

You’ll never know until you’ve tried
Now I’m used to go wherever I feel like
Got bad weather friends and they mean the world to me
Still there’s one place in this world I’d rather be

So tonight
Somewhere I can finally be safe
For as long as we both feel the same way
Track Name: Apprentice
Could I walk this mile with you?
I will try not to get in your way
Listen to what you say
And recall some of the things you do

May I carefully observe
I’ll make sure I won’t bother at all
Just a fly on your wall
Maybe more than what I deserve

Cause I really don’t stand out
I just string together notes that I feel good about
I never find my way in any striking conversation
But I do find consolation in writing it all down

There’s so much to learn from you
I was asleep for so long
Now I’d like for you to be my guide
Could I walk this mile with you?
Track Name: Prudence And Passion
I’m not one to use a tightrope
I like standing firmly on the ground
I would rather observe than jump into the unknown
At my best when I’m safe and sound

Good things come to the patient
And I’ve been waiting for most of my life
So I carefully get on my feet to join in
Hope that shadows won’t kill my light

Opened my eyes
I’ve made it to the unknown, now I’m learning to see
I turn from old ends
Enough time I spent away from what could have been

I may not rely on a stranger
I may never try flying without wings
But I do willfully dream the dream of prudence and passion
So this may amount to something
Track Name: Nothing Like The Sun
It’s been waiting to be happening but there it is
To be taken by the people pure of heart
As we walk into the garden hoping nothing’s going to tear it all apart

It’s a light that moves the darkness to a distant field
It has shown a very welcome from the start
As we open up the bag of tunes, be ready to rejoice in everyone
There’s nothing like the sun

Can we hold on to each ray and thus look forward to
Being amazed to overcome the daily grind
For we will stand tall, we simply must
Here to witness life for everyone
There’s nothing like the sun
Track Name: New York
“I wrote a short fantasy story, something with aliens invading New York.
My dad took the idea and wrote a song about it. I’m sure he’ll give me credit for it.”

Please sit down for a while
Do you remember this town when it lived
Now it’s blown sky high
All died
There will be no happy ending, a new king applies
And I’m proud
More than he will ever know
A wonderful starchild aglow
And he’s writing his story down

So much he understands
Pages of words rolling out of his hand
There’s nothing you haven’t heard
All very worthwhile
A fantasy tale of New York

There’s a sound, very strange
He has to run for his life
He barely survives
And now
He tries to tell everyone but of course not a soul can believe
The common folk, as usual, naive
It’s nothing one man could achieve
They don’t know what it’s all about

Now there’s only one more day to go
Before it all blows away
Every fountain will spray blood
As a writer he knows
Filling the pages with more
Putting a smile to my face as he goes
Track Name: The End Of Everything
I. Masquerade

Must have been some kind of masquerade
The socializing, random heart strings played
Disappearing in the hour of need
Driving up and down a one way street
You parasite
I’m not going there again
Some paths that I have crossed
Quickly overgrown with tangled weeds
Yes I have lost a few but nothing’s here to stay

II. Offering

Slowly waste away
Reveries at the back door
Finish smoking
Walking back inside
Continue life
Wondering what I’m doing it for
Dragging on but tomorrow should be bright

“How long can you dream?”
Well, I’ve been doing this for years
“They’re all recurring themes.”
In my head sincere

To walk away from what I didn’t need at all
Now, an offering
It took some time to realize that being free
This new reality’s at the end of everything

Strangers once again
Should’ve been like this all along
Then again, I never would have been where I am now
Finally where I belong
Rebuilt life as I always hoped it to be

“You simply had to try”
Do what I never did before
“Without lifeline”
Make amends and more

I’ve never been here at all
Unremarkably small
The weight of the world on me
It’s either move on or stay
Where there’s nothing to gain
Be who I want to be

“For what it’s worth: it’s not too late
To walk and change your fate
You have watched from the sideline much too long”

Not gonna answer for
I’m learning more and more
I’m right where I should be and growing

At the end of all
Offering the end of everything

III. Closure


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