The Dave Matthews Band - "Ants Marching"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QE1Vge7Naaw

He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
These crimes between us grow deeper

Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns
He forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die

Driving in on this highway
All these cars and upon the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanged
No time to exchange

And all the little ants are marching
Red and black antennas waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way

Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by the weight loss
Program cutting the corners
Loose end, loose end, cut, cut
On the fence, could not to offend
Cut, cut, cut, cut

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die

Lights down, you up and die

Barbara Bonney - Franz Schubert's "Ave Maria!"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a1rE13IKF_4

Ave Maria! Jungfrau mild,
Erhöre einer Jungfrau Flehen,
Aus diesem Felsen starr und wild
Soll mein Gebet zu dir hinwehen.
Wir schlafen sicher bis zum Morgen,
Ob Menschen noch so grausam sind.
O Jungfrau, sieh der Jungfrau Sorgen,
O Mutter, hör ein bittend Kind!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria! Unbefleckt!
Wenn wir auf diesen Fels hinsinken
Zum Schlaf, und uns dein Schutz bedeckt
Wird weich der harte Fels uns dünken.
Du lächelst, Rosendüfte wehen
In dieser dumpfen Felsenkluft,
O Mutter, höre Kindes Flehen,
O Jungfrau, eine Jungfrau ruft!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria! Reine Magd!
Der Erde und der Luft Dämonen,
Von deines Auges Huld verjagt,
Sie können hier nicht bei uns wohnen,
Wir woll'n uns still dem Schicksal beugen,
Da uns dein heil'ger Trost anweht;
Der Jungfrau wolle hold dich neigen,
Dem Kind, das für den Vater fleht.
Ave Maria!

By Sir Walter Scott from which the German translation was made:

Ave Maria! maiden mild!
Listen to a maiden's prayer!
Thou canst hear though from the wild,
Thou canst save amid despair.
Safe may we sleep beneath thy care,
Though banish'd, outcast and reviled -
Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer;
Mother, hear a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria! undefiled!
The flinty couch we now must share
Shall seem this down of eider piled,
If thy protection hover there.
The murky cavern's heavy air
Shall breathe of balm if thou hast smiled;
Then, Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer;
Mother, list a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria! stainless styled!
Foul demons of the earth and air,
From this their wonted haunt exiled,
Shall flee before thy presence fair.
We bow us to our lot of care,
Beneath thy guidance reconciled;
Hear for a maid a maiden's prayer,
And for a father hear a child!
Ave Maria!

Roy Harper - "Me And My Woman"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kb_JR0MSIw&feature=related

I never know what kind of day it is on my battlefield of ideals
But the way she touches and the way it feels, must be just how it heals
Ah but it's got a little better since I let her sundance

I never know what time of year it is living on top of the fire
But the robin outside has to hunt and hide in the cold frosty shire
Ah but he knows just what goes in between his cold toes and his warm ears
And he's got no disguise in his eyes for his love as she nears

He spreads her a shelter
She takes the tall skies
As they helter skelter
Along the same sighs

And she wakes my days with a glad face
She fakes and says I'm a hard case
She makes and plays like a bad ace
Carrying my ways into scarred space
And she knows me well
Ah but what the hell
Only time can tell, where we're going to

Me and my woman
Me and my little woman

And the Lord speaks out and the pigpens fawn
The sword slides out and the nations mourn
The hoard strides out and the chosen spawn
The devil rides out and the heavens yawn
And he knows me well
Ah but what the hell
Only time can tell, where we're going to

Me and my woman
Me and my woman
Me and my little woman

What a lovely day
What a day to play at living
What a mess we make
What a trust we break
Not giving our wings to our children
O how we fail them
O how we nail them

Sunset my colour
And king is my name
Darkness she's my lover
And we live in shame

Too far away
From the light of the day
And so near, and so near, near
Can i break through the silence that has taken my place
On the plains of the morning that i just could not face

Asking you these questions
telling you these lies
Enveloping directions
Developing disguise
Open to suggestions
But closed to all my eyes

Dead on arrival, right where I stand
Dead on arrival, right where I stand
Dead on arrival, right where I stand

Space is just an ashtray
Flesh is my best wheel
The atmosphere's my highway
And the landscape's my next meal
I need my own Good Friday
And I'm trying my best to fix the deal

Dead on arrival, right where I stand
Dead on arrival, right where I stand
Dead on arrival, right where I stand
Dead on arrival, right where I stand

I am the new crowned landlord
Of all beneath my star
Queuing up for doomsday
In my homesick motor car
Born before my mother
Died before my Pa

Dead on arrival, right where I stand
Dead on arrival, right where I stand
Dead on arrival, right where I stand
Dead on arrival, right where I stand

The cuckoo, she moves through the dawn fanfare
The dew leaves the rooves in the magic air
Feel a finger running through my nightmares lair
Feel most together with my nowhere stare
and you know me well
Ah but what the hell
Only time can tell, where am I going to

Me and my woman
Me and my little woman
Me and my woman
Me and my little woman

The Dave Matthews Band - "The Dreaming Tree"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mIWg9Ei_rI&feature=related

Standing here
The old man said to me
Long before these crowded streets
Here stood my dreaming tree
Below it he would sit
For hours at a time
Now progress takes away
What forever took to find
Now he's falling hard
He feels the falling dark
How he longs to be
Beneath his dreaming tree
Conquered fear to climb
A moment froze in time
When the girl who first he kissed
Promised him she'd be his
Remembered mother's words
There beneath the tree
No matter what the world
You'll always be my baby
Mommy come quick
The dreaming tree has died
The air is growing thick
A fear he cannot hide
The dreaming tree has died

Oh, have you no pity
This thing I do
I do not deny it
All through this smile
As crooked as danger
I do not deny
I know in my mind
I would leave you now
If I had the strength to
I would leave you up
To your own devices
Will you not talk
Can you take pity
I don't ask much
But won't you speak
Please

From the start
She knew she had it made
Easy up 'til then
For sure she'd make the grade
Adorers came in hordes
To lay down in her wake
She gave it all she had
But treasures slowly fade
Now she's falling hard
She feels the fall of dark
How did this fall apart
She drinks to fill it up
A smile of sweetest flowers
Wilted so and soured
Black tears stain the cheeks
That once were so admired
She thinks when she was small
There on her father's knee
How he had promised her
You'll always be my baby
Daddy come quick
The dreaming tree has died
I can't find my way home
There is no place to hide
The dreaming tree has died

Oh if I had the strength to
I would leave you up
To your own devices
Will you not talk
Can you take pity
I don't ask much
But won't you speak
Please

Take me back
Take me back
Take me back
Take me back

Save me please

Fleetwood Mac - "Man Of The World"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_CT7mzrJunc&feature=related

Shall I tell you about my life
They say I'm a man of the world
I've flown across every tide
And I've seen lots of pretty girls

I guess I've got everything I need
I would't ask for more
And there's no one I'd rather be
But I just wish that I'd never been born

Break:

And I need a good woman
To make me feel like a good man should
I don't say I'm a good man
Oh, but I would be if I could

I could tell you about my life
And keep you amused I'm sure
About all the times I've cried
And how I don't want to be sad anymore
And how I wish I was in love

Stephen Fretwell - "Run"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KCt_w1uThTA

Run, run like the wind
Don't wait for a thing
There is nothing here for you
But if you stay
Well then let me say
I'll go out of my way for you

It's not like before
I'll say no more
Everyone else has said it for me
A beautiful tree
A beautiful tree
It's a shame that the root of it's me

Sleep, sleep on the floor
A knock on the door
To tell me if you want some more
I can't relate
To what's on your plate
And my appetite never failed before

A beautiful tree
A beautiful tree
It's a shame that the root of it's me
A beautiful tree
A beautiful tree
It's a shame that the root of it's me

Tell me tomorrow
I'll wait by the window for you

Run, run like the wind
Don't wait for a thing
There is nothing here for you
But if you stay
Well then let me say
I'll go out of my way for you

It's not like before
I'll say no more
Everyone else has said it for me
A beautiful tree
A beautiful tree
It's a shame that the root of it's me

Tell me tomorrow I'll wait by the window for you
I'll wait by the big house for you
I'll wait by the squeezebox for you
I'll wait by your dresses for you

The Mountain Goats - "Going To Queens"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SFyZO3M0Hlg&feature=related

The ghostly sing-song
Of the children playing Double-Dutch.
I felt the wind come through the window
I felt it turn around and switch back.
In the second story room,
In Jamaica Queens.
Your hair was dripping wet,
Your skin was clean.
And the children skipping rope
Tripled their speed.
You were all I'd ever wanted,
You were all I'd ever need.

In New York City
In the middle of July
The air was heavy and wet
The air was heavy, your body was heavy on mine.
I will know who you are yet.
I will know who you are yet.

Choir of Young Believers - "Hollow Talk"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RFQ6XgvX3Qo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vy7yuj-UrNI

Echoes start as a cross in you,
Trembling noises that come to soon.
Spatial movement which seems to you,
Resonating your mask or feud.
Hollow talking and hollow girl,
Force it up from the root of pain.
Never said it was good, never said it was near,
Shadow rises and you are here.

And then you cut;
You cut it out,
And everything
Goes back to the beginning.

Silence seizes a cluttered room,
Light is shed not a breath too soon.
Darkness rises in all you do, Standing and drawn across the room.
Spatial movements are butterflies
Shadows scatter without a fire.
There's never been bad, there has always been truth,
Muted whisper of the things she'll move.

And then you cut;
You cut it out.
And everything Goes back to the beginning.
Never said it was good, never said it was new,
Muted whisper of the things you feel.