It seems so easy to lose the thread Of the things I’ve done And the things I’ve said To hurt you And so much harder to pick it up again And pretend it’s just the same Nothing has changed Nothing has been said I was only joking So sorry it never comes across that way Like spring is new I’m the same as you I just ignore the things you say that hurt me And move on As life unwinds you meet a man Who says God is time and Time’s not kind But money was the one That always hurt you And those who say that money is time And time is money Commit a crime against your mind More fool you to believe it Well I’ve been rich and I’ve been poor And I feel it’s time to settle the score Cause it seemed to me That being rich felt better As you unwind you might find You change your mind Grow tired of being defined By the things you have or have not got Fine if you are thinking Of keeping me the way you think I am Like spring is new I need room to move The things that make me what I am Are the things that you can’t stand So you think you are the one Evil under the sun Evil under the sun (with nothing to believe in) So you think you are the one Evil under the sun Evil under the sun It seems unwise to live off lies To sell your soul to compromise When the truth slips noose-like Loose-like round your neck As you unwind you search and find No self respect When you break one heart And move on to the next I was only joking So sorry it never comes across that way Like spring is new I need room to move The things that make me what I am Are the things that you can’t stand So you think you are the one Evil under the sun Evil Under the sun (with nothing to believe in) So you think you are the one Evil under the sun Evil under the sun It seems so easy to lose the thread Of the things I’ve done And the things I’ve said To hurt you And so much harder to pick it up again And pretend it’s just the same Nothing has changed Nothing has been said I was only joking So sorry it never comes across that way Like spring is new I’m the same as you I just ignore the things you say that hurt me And move on So you think you are the one Evil under the sun Evil under the sun (with nothing to believe in) So you think you are the one Evil under the sun Evil under the sun Look at what you have begun Evil under the sun Evil under the sun Look at what you have become Evil under the sun Evil under the sun It seems so easy to lose the thread Of the things I’ve done And the things I’ve said To hurt you I was only joking So sorry it never comes across that way. Hey hey.

I find myself in the city Looking up The city's just too big for me I find myself walking too long Forgotten which street I'm supposed to be on So I catch a cab in the city Make up some place I'd quite like to be And then direct him to somewhere entirely different And I find myself in the city Stop in a bar And ask for coffee They only serve beer so I stay for a while Trading smiles with the mirror And I find myself in the city Tonight I'm here as they turn on the lights I find myself in the city Take me home/home/home I've been waiting too long-long in the city Take me away - way to the country Where everyone's happy (...) At home/home Alone once again I find myself outside as it starts to rain But I don't move 'Cause it feels like a picture to me And I find myself in the city Tonight I'm here as they turn off the lights Take me home/home/home I've been waiting too long-long in the country Take me away- way to city Where everyone's happy At home - home Take me home I've been wasting too long-long in the city In the country Take me away back to the city Where I was happy at home/home Take me home I've been wasting too long long in the country Take me away - way to the city Where I was happy for an hour or two Wasted too long in the country Take me back home to the city Where I'll be happy for an hour or two. Take me home. © T.Zaldua/J.Thraves 1998

I’ve been reading Mathematics to A man I know And he’s listening, listening To you talking, talking Listening, listening To you talking And sometimes the numbers dance in his head And make music She’s been reading mathematics to A man like you And he’s listening, listening To you talking, talking Listening, listening To you talking And sometimes the numbers dance in his head And make music They make music… Don’t want to hang with the big boys But then again who does I’ve been reading Mathematics to A man I know And he’s listening, listening To you talking, talking Listening, listening To you talking And sometimes the numbers dance in his head and make music She’s been reading Mathematics Endlessly To a man like me And he’s listening, listening To you talking, talking Listening, listening To you talking And sometimes the numbers dance in his head and make music They make music… And he’s watching, watching As you’re reading, reading And sometimes he can just make out A slip of satin under the dress you’re wearing And he’s watching, watching As your reading, reading And he’s listening, listening To the rhythm of your breathing And sometimes he can feel The texture of your skin Under the dress You should be wearing Ssssssssshhh Ssssssssshhh Is this love a projection of The things that I’ve been thinking of Velocity of you and me guided to infinity All is action and reaction Thinking of some vulgar fraction With sinful closed curves Is this love a projection of The things that I’ve been dreaming of Velocity of you and me Accelerate to infinity All is action and reaction Thinking of a vulgar fraction Venn diagrams of who I am In your sinful closed curves. © T.Zaldua/T.Zundel 2001

If I found a reason If I knew there was a God Would you cast me out If I took away your doubt If I found a meaning to love Should I write it down And spread the word around All the years you spent studying In the hope of some return On everything you've learned You know everything And understand nothing So if I found a reason to life I wouldn't tell you You wouldn't tell me What would you do What would you do Why do you get so mad at traffic lights If I'm a second behind You lose your mind What would you do With the second or two you'd saved If you hadn't been delayed You're two steps closer To an early grave You've got to slow down You've got to slow down Who told you who told you To rush around Consciousness is changing We all want so much more We're all looking for answers Behind locked doors We like looking for answers We like explaining a thrill So many explanations We're standing still And then one day Youll explain it all away You'll have to fly up to the stars You'll float out in outer space And think you're better then the human race So if I find a reason to life I wouldn't tell you Words and Music : T.Zaldua 1998 © Tobias Zaldua 1998

Slightly breathless and all the things you say at the end are a waste of time with thoughts that you pretend were thought by yourself but they were thought by someone else from someone elses book and all the little things you say at the end of the day to make it alright for the night to make it all okay and when you sleep you’ll dream of things that you’ve never seen and hope they’ll stay with you after the dream and wake with all the things you’ve learned and all the things you’ve done when you were half asleep and the dream was half begun but love is always leaving you by the wayside and half a dozen times you swear that this girl could be your wife and half a dozen times you claim that you’re settled for life and so you stake it all on one small hope and wake up one day with nothing more to say and half a dozen friends will swear that this girl is the one for you spend half a dozen lives and try and find if it’s true and one night when you sleep you find you meet God in a dream but don’t have time to ask him what it means and wake with all the things you’ve learned and all the thing you’ve done when you were half asleep and the dream was half begun but love is always leaving you by the wayside and how many times have you told yourself that this time it’s real you’ll love nobody else And swear to yourself you can’t stand the pain falling in love again and again... who’s going to love you now who’s going to love you now who’s going to love you now. so you finally run away and then you try to find yourself but all you ever find is that you want somebody else the only girl you’ve loved you find out just couldn’t care less she left you lonely and slightly breathless and all the little things you say at the end of the day to make it alright to make it okay and when you sleep you’ll dream of a world you’ve never seen and hope you’ll be there after the dream. ©Tobias Zaldua/Jamie Thraves 1997

She’s always hiding in doorways in the storm Waiting for him to come along She’s always hiding in doorways in the storm Waiting for him to come along She’s always hiding in Doorways in the storm Waiting for him to come along And keep her warm She’s always hiding in Doorways in the storm But the only man to come along Wants to do her harm And though she’s nothing like the photograph He finds he loves her more She’s always hiding in doorways in the storm Waiting for him to come along But he’s not here, He’s on the other side of town Locked in a room, Playing with sound And now he’s travelling he's been trying to find her She’s flying away putting the miles behind her And soon all of life's passengers are all long gone He finds himself sitting with his Walkman on On on on And though she’s nothing like the photograph He finds he wants her more And though he’s not the man she always wanted He’s better then the one she had before This is not what I would do if I was you But if I was you we would be lovers This is not what I would do if I was you But if I was you we would be lovers Na na na na na na no Na na na na na na no This is not what I would do. Na na na na na na no She’s always hiding in doorways in the storm Waiting for him to come along She’s always hiding in Doorways in the storm But the only man to come along Wants to do her harm This is not what I would do. © T.Zaldua/T.Zundel 1998

All the hotels in Australia There's a girl with a baby Leans against a red car And the sky is too blue In this photograph Sometimes she is smiling at you And she's telling you You'll never have a problem over here And she's telling you Life is so much simpler over here And she's telling you I love you but I'm staying over here In all the hotels in Australia Your problems were travelling with you All the hotels in Australia There's a couple at a bar Looking out of place And you can't see the sky In this photograph But you know that its blue Life's smiling at you In all the cinemas in Australia They play the same film as back home Another emotional drama In a large house in winter With heartfelt strings Over every little thing And she's telling you You'll never have a problem over here And she's telling you The sky's always blue The water's always clear And she's telling you I love you but I'm staying over here In all the hotels in Australia You're problems were travelling with you And she's telling you And she's telling you And she's telling you And she's telling you So I sit in tacky bars Like a gallery without art Thinking about a girl A baby and a car And she's telling you And she's telling you And she's telling you And she's telling you. Music © T.Zaldua/J.Thraves 1999 Lyrics © Tobias Zaldua 1999

Here I am in a large room playing piano Songs about you you'll never hear and never know Sometimes I play too fast or a little bit too slow But it doesn't really matter cause you will never know You walk slowly down the hall You walk slowly down the hall Here I am in a large room playing piano another day It's the same tune but played in a slightly different way Maybe you'll stop by and stand by my side As I sit in a large room playing piano Someday soon you'll walk in the room And time won't move so slow Someday soon to the same old tune Time won't move so slow Here I am in a bar playing piano Don't care where you are - of course I care Think of a time I used to spend in a room And watch you walking down the hall Slowly down the hall You walk slowly down the hall And someday soon you'll walk in the room And time won't pass so slow Someday soon to the same old tune Time won't pass so slow Here I am just playing piano and it goes... I play piano Here I am just playing piano another place To a different crowd but similar faces I've been across towns Been across cities And slowly down the hall Slowly down the hall Slowly down the hall. music:T.Zundel/T.Zaldua words:T.Zaldua © T.Zundel/T.Zaldua 1998

Come in the sky is falling No don’t sit down Got something to say to you Walked through 27 rooms to find you And when you know I’ll be waiting The way you sit in chair You play with your hair Your legs your eyes The way that you stare I forget what I was thinking And the only time these people laugh Is when they’re laughing at you So leave it all behind We could fight until the end Ignore it all and start again I’m waiting for your call Don’t stop me And we could solve this compromise We’re dark trees against bright skies And I’m watching The world go by Waking up with you I’m waking up with you So come in come in come in No don’t sit down Got something to say to you Walked through 27 rooms To find you And on the floor below You were waiting And I won’t deny I tried to fit in But they wouldn’t let me in To the over ground The underground Or a space in between So sad to find you trying to fit in And suffering And when you know I’ll be waiting Cause we could fight until the end Ignore it all and start again I’m walking away from it all Don’t stop me Cause we could solve this compromise We’re dark trees against bright skies And I’m watching The world go by Waking up with you I’m waking up with you Waking up with you I’m waking up with you. We could fight unto the end Ignore it all and start again I’m waiting for your call Don’t stop me And we could solve this compromise We’re dark trees Against bright skies And I’m watching the world go by Waking up with you I’m waking up with you. ©T.Zaldua/T.Zundel 1999

as soon as I hit the motorway: As soon as I hit the motorway I'm happy He says As long as the right song comes on In his dreams he's always driving home Full of sadness and regret He says I wish I could have more fun So I could feel guilty About all the things I've done In his dreams he's always driving home Full of sadness and regret He says I wish I could have more fun So I could feel guilty About all the things I've done Hey kid where'd you get your attitude Were you born with it Where did you see it Did you cut it and paste it Did you copy Did you steal it Do you mind if I try it On this island I'd be lucky Just to find a friend Wasting time is always at the weekend Sun was shining all through the weekday When I wake up I wake up a little more than the day before Wasted times - always at the weekend Soon as I hit the motorway I'm happy he says In his dreams he's always driving home Always running Always escaping Until silence finds him And works its way inside Don't make me feel guilty For things I haven't tried Hey kid where'd you get your attitude Were you born with it Where did you see it Did you cut it and paste it id you copy Did you steal it Do you mind if I try it She says On this island I'd be lucky Just to find a friend So I keep driving To Land's End and back again Excuse me have I got the wrong trainers on Have I got the wrong skirt on Do I have the wrong T-shirt and coat and hat and shades Is that the wrong CD I just put on Is that the wrong magazine On my living room floor Am I at the back of the queue Till I become you Wasting time is always at the weekend Sun was shining all through my weekday When I wake up I wake up a little more Than the day before Wasted time - always at the weekend Sun was shining all through my weekday Saw a total eclipse of the sun And now I'll never see a better one Wasted time is always at the weekend. Wasted time -  always at the weekend. © Tobias Zaldua 1999 words/music: T.Zaldua

Seventeen years old She sings so eloquently About love, loss and memory But it means nothing to me Where is your energy? Where is your energy? Fourteen years old She sings so eloquently About love, loss and memory But it means nothing to me Where is your energy? Where is your energy? But she's so young they say What a marvellous thing But you know it means nothing Where is your energy? No universal meaning To your dreaming only dreaming No universal meaning To your thinking only thinking No universal meaning To your philosophy Only theory Not a couple you and I Only you and me There's an older man On a magazine Claiming to be revealing But it means nothing to me Where is your energy? Where is your energy? And your drug experiences were interesting But not enlightening And hardly essential reading Might as well talk about arrogance Where is your energy? 'Scuse me - Where is your energy Try and force meaning on a chemical thing But loves a chemical thing they say But I think you're missing something Where is your energy? Where is your energy? No universal meaning To your dreaming only dreaming No universal meaning To your thinking only thinking No universal meaning To your philosophy Only theory Not a couple you and I Only you and me And yes yes yes I know it's easier to sing about violence Not tenderness And yes I know that ugly is easier than beauty Because your tenderness leads to blandness And your beauty is contrived There's a whorehouse by the roadside You can stop or pass by There's a dead cat by the roadside That lost count at eight of it's nine lives No universal meaning To your dreaming only dreaming No universal meaning To your thinking only thinking No universal meaning To your philosophy Only theory Not a couple you and I Only you and me © T.Zaldua 1999

every moment every day Now that I'm here I'm in your mind Your mind Your mind There's nothing left to fear We start to fly inside Inside Now that I'm here I'm in your heart We're starved of things to find To start your life Your life Your life Your life uh uh uh I was always ready to meet you uh uh uh You're too high to do your own thinking Yes you are uh uh uh oh You still can't decide to come and see me See me tonight And get it off your mind before New doubts are shifting your way Except you find you can't wait Seems you'd rather find new ways to die Than rest your eyes Die Now that I'm here inside your mind Your mind Your mind We start to fly inside Inside Now that I'm here Now that I'm Now that I'm here Now that I'm here Now that I'm here I'm in your mind We start to fly inside Inside We start to fly inside Inside We start to fly inside Inside uh uh uh oh I was always ready to meet you uh uh uh oh You're too high to do your own thinking Yes you are uh uh uh oh You still can't decide to come and see me See me tonight And get it off your mind before - uh uh uh oh I was always ready to meet you uh uh uh oh You're too high to do your own thinking Yes you are uh uh uh oh You still can't decide to come and see me See me tonight And get it off your mind before - words/music: T.Zaldua © T.Zaldua 2000

I was in love and she said You’re better off dead I was in love and she said You’re better off dead I was in love and she said You’re better off dead Charming… This dream is building like the tension around you Dream interrupted by the fools that surround you You think you’re something special, And there’s nothing wrong with that The silence that could follow The silence that could follow I’m not scared of tomorrow And the silence that could follow The silence that could follow The silence that could follow I’m not scared of tomorrow And the silence that could follow © T.Zaldua 2001

I’m building violins I shape the wood, tune the strings Find comfort in little things I’m building violins I go for hours without talking Sitting and waiting And when she comes in And she sees me Building this fragile thing She thinks I am the same But a heart in winter is already cold Doesn’t feel the first fall of snow Snow I’m building violins 71 parts and counting I collect old violins The oldest coats of varnish you can see The colour hasn’t changed And when I walk in And she plays her violin Her heart is aching But I don’t feel a thing And when I leave the room The tension leaves with me And her playing falters slightly A heart in winter is already cold Doesn’t feel the first fall of snow Heart in winter is already cold Doesn’t feel the first fall of snow I’m building violins I touch your face Stretch the skin Find flaws in everything If I was alone with you I would tell you If I was alone with you I would show you A heart in winter is already cold Doesn’t feel the first fall of snow Heart in winter is already cold Doesn’t feel the first fall of snow Heart in winter Already cold Little house in the woods Gathering snow Heart in winter Growing old Fragile thing Waiting for spring. ©Tobias Zaldua 2000

aerial views of snowbound towns Sitting in the market square In one of a hundred empty chairs I wait for you to come Or anyone Girls that used to gather round me Sit in corners and laugh about me Their drinks are bought by other men With sharper suits and better friends Girls that used to gather round me Sit in corners and laugh about me Drinks are picked up by their government Not mine Cold war is over Cold war is over Your missiles used to point at me I found it strangely comforting To know it was just you and me And ballerinas dance But not for me Casinos are busy Without me So sitting in the market square In one of a hundred empty chairs I wait for you to come Or anyone All the years you sold me Simplicity of one enemy I miss the time When it was just you and me And so we share the same disease Of looking for new enemies And all the films aren't the same anymore There's no mystery and intrigue to me No honey traps Vodka, Schnapps Park benches, trilby hats Rendezvous me and you Sunday papers Aerial views of snowbound towns Travelling- Cross the border Beautiful Russian girl Late night trains Empty stations Cross the border I'll look after you Falling from planes I'll look after you And ballerinas dance But not for me Casinos are busy Without me And ballerinas dance Without me. © T.Zaldua/T.Zundel 1999

LOOKS LIKE RAIN The last thing that I needed Was to forget That I loved you But some things Play to hard In my mind I wanted to believe All I needed was love But I -I - I I was full of questions. The last thing that I needed Was to forget Why I loved you But some days Play to hard On my time I wanted to believe All you needed was love But I - I - I I was full of questions Though your smiling now I see cloudy days And though it’s bright outside Somewhere there is rain It looks like rain It was on a cloudy day Smiling now, Cloudy days, It’s bright outside, It looks like rain The last thing that I wanted, Was to forget Why I loved you But some things Play to hard in my mind I wanted to lose myself With someone who’s lost themselves But I - I - I I was full of questions It was on a cloudy day Smiling now Cloudy day It’s bright outside And it looks like rain Smiling at the thought The last thing that I wanted Was to forget that I loved you But some things play to hard In my mind I wanted to lose myself With someone who’s lost themselves But I was full of questions This is me In a bar With a girl Ordering a drink Leaning over Making eyes Getting scared Of replies I see cloudy days It was on a cloudy day ©Tobias Zaldua 1997

walking through new york In the early hours First thing in the morning Before the hassle begins Thought I was walking through New York The way the sun was this morning The whole street was burning white Though I was walking with you The way the sun was this morning The whole street was burning Later at my apartment Try to put a record on Ten songs and I can't find one The beat's too fast The lyrics aren't right To catch the way I feel tonight In the early hours First thing in the morning Before the hassle begins Thought I was walking with you Thought I saw a dog with a bright blonde wig Running down a sidewalk I had to stop to take a look It's just a toy being pulled by a man who looks like a boy with a long moustache I stop to ask Excuse me what's it's name He says - it's just pretend not man's best friend And it's getting a little bit spoiled 'Cause it's raining It's always raining Thought I was walking through New York The way the sun was this morning The whole street was burning white You find me driving Rain glistening on a sidewalk Neon lights in the window pane Soft sound of rain A woman with a pram and a man With dark glasses on How can he see a thing this evening It's getting dark Thought I was walking through new york The way the sun was this morning The whole street was burning white There's a million things going on Go on and pick one The sirens go all night The sirens go all night The sirens go all night The sirens go all night The sirens go all night The sirens go all night Sirens go all night All night In the early hours before the hassle begins. words:T.Zaldua Music:T.Zaldua/T.Zundel ©T.Zaldua/T.Zundel 1999

and maybe you’ll find me here alone or with someone and maybe the timing’s wrong but you see I need someone Why did the road get so long I’m travelling for days never noticing what I lost along the way it’s just a boy and a girl alone in the world Murderers lie because they have to Witnesses lie cause they feel they ought to everyone else lies for fun everyone else lies for fun. Just like a boy and a girl Alone in the world A boy and a girl. and maybe you’ll find me here alone or with someone and maybe my timing’s wrong but you see I need someone why did the road get so long why did the road get so long for a boy and a girl a boy and a girl alone in the world. (©) Tobias Zaldua 1996