MrMusicweekly's video: Other Half of the Sky - Moon Safari

Part I - Written In The Stars Hope’s as high as the sun today once around the world, now coming your way The river runs down the beggars beach claimed the waining moon, now out of reach The street corner prince with the pockets of gold had a story to sell, but it remained untold One hand on the fence that grows ever so high There the grass is the same, still I want to the other side Time will tell if I’m the fool, that made the climb and left the pool People can barely stay afloat, they’re gonna need a bigger boat Three’s the line to change a man, to make the sun light up this land It is not a single fantasy when from solitude you lead me... to a brand new day, and a different game to play... I’ve been a bleeding heart on feet, spent my nights racing the streets The endless rain might take a pause, when there’s a reason and a course On open waters I set sail, to learn where others failed... Part II - The Meaning Of Success Did you fill them pages with a meaning to it all or did summer turn to fall? And your TV dinner got burned by shocking news, it left you with the blues When the evening comes and you’re alone, then it haunts you once again She’s not a lover just a friend There’s a fork in the road, late to work, now you’ll never get a raise Is that a smile upon your face? Who are you really gonna be? Do you know that the apple never falls far from the tree Hear the whispers in the wind A change’s gonna come and it might crown you the king How come people claim they want to live forever, when at work they can’t wait for the day to end? On friday night you reset you are drinking to forget all the worries of the week Dead men on their feet they have pulse but they have no heartbeat, just a shadow on the street John Doe of the show don’t you know that there’s no place left to go You will always be alone Will you find your own place in the wheel Will you do what they want you to, or do what you feel? And your wallet holds no thoughts There goes your freedom you’ve been bought... I turn the TV on again, the TV is my only friend Another Hugh Grant remedy, a happy end to set me free I turned my back on wonderland, I know that kingdom’s made of sand So here I am a foreign man, without a helping hand Ghostly figures casting doubt on all I thought I was about The laughing stops when I appear, the crowd is all in tears The forecast tells that summer’s gone Will I live to see another one? Or is it just a stupid test, to find the meaning of success I’m the rumour on your coffeebreak, I’m your first and last mistake I’m a poet in a dying world, noone will hear my dying words I’m the movie that you’ll never rent, I’m the ghost in the machine I am God, when it goes to hell, when it turns out good I’m not to blame I’m a drink that’s far too strong, perhaps you’d like another one? A small part of this life, and the meaning I’ve found Life goes up and life goes down... Part III - Child Inside The Man In the shadow of the bitter artist, the voice of reason speaks Aversion therapy wouldn’t help me to confront the child inside the man There ain’t no digits for how many times, a heart can be broken and fixed ”Hope’s as high as the sun today” Heard a rumour down at the nightclub, couldn’t help to spread the word Like fire through a corridor of paper, in print for the morning meal Suddenly the world’s a little smaller, and all else is larger than life ”Don’t leave me hanging upon the ageless door, up north the trial goes on forevermore.” I take the flowers away from my grave and I walk the primrose path beyond the aftermath We were ships that passed in the night and the lighthouse guided us home We won’t end up all alone I was tilting at windmills, and what you’re losing on the swings you gain on the roundabouts... I discovered that just round the bend lies the meaning of success, now this heart can finally rest