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Tales from the feverworld

01. THIS TOWN

This town’s got a vacuum 
It’s sucking me dry, sucking me dry, sucking me dry 
Well I lived here all my live, yeah 
Sucking me dry, sucking me dry, it’s sucking me dry 

Well, it used to be all steel and coal 
But that’s long gone, still the skies hang low 
The clouds are mostly dull and grey 
Gonna pack my stuff, gonna get away 

This town’s got a vacuum 
It’s sucking me dry, sucking me dry, sucking me dry 
Well I lived here all my live, yeah 
Sucking me dry, sucking me dry, it’s sucking me dry 

People out here on the street 
They don’t talk, they just seem to 
Take care of their dreariness 
Lost in their ambitiousness 

Gonna pack my wings and fly 
I’m longing for a bigger piece of sky 

I’m not so young anymore 
Still I’m heading for a distant shore 
To start all over once again 
I’m tired of the same refrain 

This town’s got a vacuum 
It’s sucking me dry, sucking me dry, sucking me dry 
Well I lived here all my live, yeah 
Sucking me dry, sucking me dry, it’s sucking me dry

© Martin Praetorius 

 

02 – BANRION NA FARRAIGE 

Twenty-three meters from bow to stern 
What lies benath is not her concern 
No matter the weather she always keeps her head 

Six meters wide, she’s lean and fast 
Forged from steel she’s built to last 
Brethren of the sea you’re in her debt 

The Banrion Na Farraige, she’s is solid and true 
There’s many a tempest she has been through 
Steady and sure, she crosses the miles 
From the mainland to the isles 

Perfumed with diesel she speeds along 
The drone of her engine’s a comforting song 
The salty spray couresses her rusty skin 

It could be 200 souls twice a day 
If there’s only a few, she sails anyway 
A faithful companion, a lifeline for sealocked kin 

The Banrion Na Farraige, she’s solid and true 
There’s many a tempest she has been through 
Steady and sure, she crosses the miles 
From the mainland to the isles 

Over the weather the Queen holds no sway, she has no say 
And when it’s time to decide if she stays or she goes 
The skipper knows 

The Banrion Na Farraige, she’s solid and true 
There’s many a tempest she has been through 
Steady and sure, she crosses the miles 
From the mainland 

Oh the Banrion Na Farraige, she’s solid and true 
There’s many a tempest she has been through 
Steady and sure, she crosses the miles 
From the mainland, oh the mainland 
From the mainland to the isles

© Jen Hajj/Martin Praetorius 

 

03 – I WISH I WAS IN LOVE WITH YOU 

You were swaying with the music 
So gentle, so at ease 
The hair around your shoulder 
Tangled in the breeze 

And I might have looked quite stupid 
When you turned and looked at me 
I was long lost in your soothing grace 
Absentmindedly 

What a sweet illusion 
Your body close to mine 
It will cause confusion 
To fall and cross that line 

Oh I wish, yes I wish 
I wish I was in love with you 
Oh I wish, yes I wish 
I wish I was in love with you 
I wish I was in love with you 

Your eyes, they shine like amber 
With the moon there on the rise 
Your perfume steals my senses 
I wish I could disguise 

That I suffer from a lack of love 
A love that passed the test of time 
But fiction and reality 
Ah, they just don’t rhyme 

I register your beauty 
It is plain to see 
And to lie with you 
Must be heavenly 

Oh I wish, yes I wish 
I wish I was in love with you 
Oh I wish, yes I wish 
I wish I was in love with you 
I wish I was in love with you

© Martin Praetorius 

 

04 – ANYWHERE BUT HERE 

I can’t remember what love is like 
This place has changed, ain’t it funny how time flies 
Fading memories of you and I 
You got to put a lid on your heart, sometimes 

My bag is packed and I’m on my way 
I’ve been trying so hard to keep the blues at bay 
Don’t know the reason why I never stay 
There’s got to be a place for my heart, someday 

Anywhere but here 
Anywhere but here 
My mind is calm, facing the storm 
Anywhere but here 

Here on the road I see it all so clear 
All my longing my regrets and my dark fears 
Itching loneliness is hard to bear 
There’s got to be a place for my heart, somewhere 

Anywhere but here… 

And from dark night into twilight 
Things don’t seem so real 
I open my eyes, I see the sunrise 
I’m behind the wheel 

Anywhere but here… 

I can’t remember what love is like 
You got to put a lid on your heart, sometimes

© Sofia Ekberg/Martin Praetorius 

 

05 – SONG ABOUT A LOVE… 

I wear this ring on my finger 
Cause it reminds me of you 
There’s a light in the window 
But that car in the drive don’t belong to you 

Since you left me I ain’t seen sunshine 
Just the dark clouds rolling in 
But the dark clouds, they won’t tell me 
Where you’re going and where you’ve been 

It’s a mad thing, it’s a sweet thing 
When love comes sneaking up on you 
But it’s a sad thing when the mood swings 
And love turns around and leaves you blue 

For 40 days and 40 nights now 
I’ve had sadness on my heals 
She’s a skinny looking wreck, I’d rather have the devil on my back 
But she sure makes me feel the way it feels 
Ah, somebody help me… 

It’s a mad thing, it’s a sweet thing 
When love comes sneaking up on you 
But it’s a sad thing when the mood swings 
And love turns around and leaves you blue 

There’s been wind and there’s been thunder 
There’s been any kind of sleet and hail and rain 
Oh and sometimes I do wonder 
If I ever gonna see sunshine again 
If I ever see your sweet face again

© Martin Praetorius 

 

06 – AND SO WILL I 

It felt just like an endless summer 
I got lost in your embrace 
September came with different colours 
I loved those freckles on your face 

And time has wings 
And it flies right by 
And hearts will break 
And so will I 

Don’t know what made me lose my caution 
It must have been the August wind 
Your silhouette against the evening sky 
Sun into moon and ’round again 

And time has wings 
And it flies right by 
And hearts will break 
And so will I 

I trace your trail around this city 
Trying so hard to break your spell 
I scream your name in empty hallways 
And throw my luck into the wishing well 
Throw my luck into the wishing well 
Throw my luck into the wishing well… 

And love ties strings 
And it make you cry 
But hearts will mend 
And so will I 

And time has wings 
And it flies right by 
And hearts will mend 
And so will I

© Martin Praetorius 

 

07 – TRENCHES 

Trenches, trenches, in these trenches, 
Liveless corpses releasing deadly stenches, 
Trenches like veins of cold, dark blood, 
Trenches of soldiers drenched in mud 

Soldiers, soldiers, Used to parade 
Soldiers killed by gas, by grenade 
Soldiers whose lives now put on the line 
Soldiers the brave hearts, pure and divine 

War, war the darkest of hours 
War armies kill lives they devour 
War armies gathered like cattle 
War, the endless battle 

Weapons, weapons. Tools of war 
Weapons that bore us to the very core 
Weapons that make man drop 
Weapons. War. The end. Please stop!

© Hannah Harrison/Martin Praetorius 

 

08 – Tecumseh Valley

09 – SKIN & BONE 

Woke up from a fever, didn’t know what was real 
Stumbled out on the street like a spinning wheel 
Upside in and downside out 
If you’ve been there you know what that’s about 

I’m stuck in a trap can’t get out of my head 
Like a fool hanging on to the things I dread 
I need a potion from the medicine man 
That’s gonna cure my soul and make me whole again… 

You need skin & bone and a little bit of bile 
The greasy grime from a bathroom tile 
Just one drop can make a dead man smile 
So pour me another cause it makes me feel alive 

The first one tickles, makes you warm inside 
The second takes you on a roller-coaster ride 
The third fogs your mind, you forget what it’s for 
Anything after that you want more, more, more, more, more 

Of skin & bone and a little bit of bile 
The greasy grime from a bathroom tile 
Three hen’s teeth, snails and slugs 
The concentrated juice of a bot fly bug 
Just one drop can make a dead man smile 
So pour me another cause it makes me feel alive 

Wait a minute… 

Look at me now, I’m the king of hell 
Master of disaster, the devil himself 
Nothing can stop me, this stuff is sublime 
But my eyeball’s twitching 
My teeth are itching 
And somehow I get the feeling that it’s stealing my time… 

Skin & bone and a little bit of bile 
The greasy grime from a bathroom tile 
Three hen’s teeth, snails and slugs 
The concentrated juice of a bot fly bug 
Just one drop can make a dead man smile 
So pour me another cause it makes me feel alive 

Woke up from a fever, didn’t know what was real 
Stumbled out on the street like a spinning wheel 
Stumbled out on the street like a spinning wheel…

(Jen Hajj/Martin Praetorius) 

 

10 –  NEEDS 

Noise 
Fatigue 
My body 
Feels weak 

It shakes 
My mind 
I’m scared 
And blind 

Be still, be here, say nothing, don’t fear 

Give, believe, surrender and dream 

Drink 
Eat 
Laugh 
And sleep 

Love 
Hope 
Dance 
And read 

Give, believe, surrender and dream 
Give, believe, surrender and dream 
Give, believe, surrender and 

Live 
Breathe 
Surrender 
And dream

© Claudia Nentwich/Martin Praetorius 

 

11 – HARDER TO BREATHE 

I sit here with you 
You sit here with me 
We’ve done all the talking 
Uncomfortably 

It’s not a question 
Of who’s wrong or right 
It’s like someone pulled the trigger 
And shot out the light 

It’s a funny feeling 
This emptiness 
Someone has got to 
Make a move, I guess 

It’s getting harder to breathe in here 
Now that the love has gone 
It’s getting harder to breathe in here 
Now that the love has gone 
Now that the love has gone 
Now that the love has gone 

Which was is your way 
Which way is mine 
We thought we’d walk together 
Till the end of time 

But maybe all good things 
Come to an end 
It’s hard to lose you as a lover 
Harder to lose you as a friend 

Were there any signs 
For this awkward mess 
Before those tiny bits of hell 
Started trickling down our happiness

© Martin Praetorius 

 

12 – TALES FROM THE FEVERWORLD 

I have a skull & crossbones ring 
A bird on my shoulder that cannot sing 
An empty chest, for the treasures I’ll find 
A ship that’s entirely build in my mind 
And I am going to paint me an ocean 
With quicksilver waves 
That float in slow motion 

And I tell you tales from the feverworld 
I tell you tales from the feverworld 
I tell you tales… 

I’ll bring a pot of gold 
From the end of the rainbow 
Unmeasurable time from the land of tomorrow 
An ointment I copped from a wise Seminole 
All for to mend the scars in your soul 
And silk from the stars to dry your tears when you weep 
And dreams that will keep you safe when you sleep 

And I tell you tales from the feverworld… 

To see you suffer ways heavy on my heart 
It don’t make a difference, if we’re together, if we’re apart 
You’re soul in my 
As I am soul in you 

I swear to you 
I met the man in the moon 
He blew bubbles under water in a silver lagoon 
OK, I made that one up, just to see your grace 
Lighten up with one smile on your face 
But this one is true, I’ll love you forever 
And it cuts to the bone 
That we can’t be together 

And I tell you tales from the feverworld…

© Martin Praetorius