Dreams to sell (II):

The basics of this jazzrock-shuffle stem from Gerhard. As we were searching
for adequate lyrics, we eventually found, regarding our older songs not played
any more, the “Dreams to Sell” lyrics; thus, part II. In between are two dreams,
made for the song, but a reminiscence to the early seventies: dream one with
Fredy’s quena, an indio flute, dream two with Albrecht’s strange sax line.

Lyrics Dreams to sell (II):

(Music: Heinisch, Fastenmeier, Ricki/Lyrics: Bailey, arr. Ricki, Fastenmeier)

The chough and crow to roost are gone
The owl sits on the tree
The hush’d wind wails with feeble moan
Like infant charity

If there were dreams to sell
What would you buy?
Some cost a passing bell
Some a light sigh

And others came

Splendours and glooms
Desires and adorations and glimmering incarnations
Winged persuasions Of hopes and fears
and veiled destinies

and twilight fantasies

The wild fire dances on the fen
The red star sheds ist ray
Noon lulls us in gloomy den
And night is grown our day

If there were dreams to sell
Merry and sad to tell
And the crier rang the bell
What would you buy?
And others came

Splendours and glooms
Desires and adorations and glimmering incarnations
Winged persuasions

Of hopes and fears
and veiled destinies and twilight fantasies