puzzlepie lucky start masquerade music lyrics masquerade crew
  Puzzlepie Now
   
puzzlepie now suntrain
   
  Now - may be day or night -
now is your countryside
a monument of a moment spend
Now is so quite innocent
   
  just a little flash
or if you share
and you're gonna dare
a long time cash
   
  it's standing in a rainy lane
it's dropping from a rusty pane
it's stepping daily in your shoes
but follows like already lost the news
   
  it only hits you like a hurricane
but when but when but when
   
  my name it's a suntrain through a keyhole
that's life
suntrain through a cold lane in my schedule
i drive
  through spaces from windows
that reach out with handgloves
soft and low
movies that you have, that i have
seen somewhere
making a song i heard somewhere
faces flow headless to my dress
soft traces ... quiet
Big Ben 's playing chess
   
  i've been but a mountain with abundance
inside
living on a fountain with an old tree
beside
the castle was dashing to fashion and muzzle
that's my need
   
  a new bird is flying
i'm trying the right words
play - what's new - what's old from all
life-times, that's my will
it's your fill - the gold-mines
bringing - what's new - what's old to you
   
  disguise - a circus a focus of fun-lies
i'm always a merchand
who's searchin' for your size
suitcase with windows, a joker of moonrays
a poker a puzzle in raincoats
take my spice
   
  joker for love
it's a trail just a sail in my mind
it's not male it's no queen
but a flame, such a gas for a sign
lala ...
   
  my name it's a suntrain through a keyhole
that's life
i've been but a mountain with a fountain
inside
but the castle was dashing
to fashion and muzzle
that's my need
   
  a new bird is flying like diamants from movies
suntrain from moonrakes to sunrise
chameleons
disguise - a circus a focus of fun-lies
i'm always a merchand who's searchin'
for your size
suitcase with windows, a joker of moonrays
a poker a puzzle in raincoats
take my spice
   
puzzlepie now cannes
   
  vacance, entrance to France
get soon the sea
pearls of the sun
strandlife in Cannes
   
 

palm-trees night-breeze degrees
quick change of clothes
walk to the coast
first time in Cannes
flower, flavours, harbour
blow my mind

   
  sunset, colours, focus
a cast of fun
birds on their run
gay-life in Cannes
   
  but heat-waves, street-ways
thrill me and shake my soul
take my control
the fence of a nun
ballons, melting headlines
dead ends in Cannes
   
  neon, satin wardrobes
put on to show
all in a play, roles with no pay
but who's with me
entrance to France is jealousy
Cannes to a nun
such a fence at the sun
go distance, go prudence
move - get away from me
   
  vacances, entrance, sun-rays
kiss my neck
dance round my bed
glance round my head
it's a warm-up, a warm drop
like Jean's coffee cup
Now ...
   
puzzlepie now smiling chance
   
  hello - mr good friend
hi - sisters in your type tent
stop to look as usual
i've just arrived like Lady Godiva
golden like a sun wheel driver
stop to defend
something's on the rise
something to melt your ice
quite innocent
   
 

yes, i've got a smiling chance
a sun on the run to you
cause i'm looking for the one
who's loving my dreams come true
yes, i'm smiling for advance
and someone to want it too

   
  no - i got no finger on the trigger
right - i'm just a special figure
so the sunlight's dawning
stop your phoning
drawing on your custom calling
i bring you the winds to win
wings to begin
kicking troubles from your table
guess, you get the best i'm able to
for you
   
  yes, i've got a smiling chance
a sun on the run to you
cause i'm looking for the one
who's loving my dreams come true
yes, i'm smiling for advance
and someone to want it too
   
puzzlepie now moods of a guinness
   
  here's one here's another
you may say : a bundle of blue lips
but some are like a metapher
may be for : a bundle of tulips
jungle of blue lips
   
  it's there a chance around me
it's like a stair to a dinner
i look at ears around me
why don't they look like beginners
dancing for Venus
   
  feel some routes of adventures
it's like a deal with the nature
two lips and i'm chairless
my heels are still in Arkansas
dancing for Venus
   
  i love to care about me
it's care to share with a dandy
i love the life without me
it's giving : wind for the winners
rain for the sinners
moods of a Guinness
   
  night is taken out of Whales
dark as ink, the words get thirsty tales ...
   
  ist it wax of a candle
that's melting street life and sorrow ?
or tunes by mr Handel
who's writing for : riding Zorro
for riding Zorro
   
  arrange myself in a goodness
and change myself in a sadness
like getting out of adress
enjoying : wind for the winners
rain for the sinners
moods of a Guinness
   
  night is naked like a whale
dark as ink - another sip - to
   
  care for the mail, it's a trail
just a sail in my mind
it's a word juggling
suitcase with air, but a mind cabin
based on a flair, easy nightclubbin'
   
  curvets and cheers, see my nose
such a rose in that beer
it's a smell suckling
care for the chair waving like a tree
care for the snares in the pompin' time
   
  Guinness headlines
bottles love saddles of lullabyes
levels right rebels fight
care for spice
dare to get rare in that multiplication vibes
full of papers and sweet shirts so nice
full of laughter like skin-cream and ice
not a cent from my Guinness land
   
puzzlepie now twilight in spin
   
  The Pattern Island
   
 

well, here is
oncle monocle for you, look in the garden
where everything's new, insurance too

   
  but it's not allowed touching the green
no sense to talk about : green must be clean
twelve on the BigBen will agree
health is the plan of property
  i am bound to solid ground
  yesterday's jumber won't get
sense in the fence of mine
never you'll find radish, cucumber, dandelien
  this is my pattern island
ivy matters will end
   
  Puck Pinbricks
   
  bakin burning takin' learning
get a new face
tossing turning crossing yearning
get a new trace
   
  Twilight in Spin
   
  featherlight thoughts in tide
spin in my mind
labyrinth puzzlerings
nothing combined
circles ten thousand times
crusing deadlines
like a kite in the night
drifting unseen
   
  under my skin twilight in spin
candles below
have no more burning glow
   
  there's no sound
i'm bound for to listen
memries in old trees
i don't miss them
nowhere doors
but before grey paled windows
and the hills have no fills
but the hallows
   
  under my skin twilight in spin
candles below
have no more glow
sense lost beyond the sky
come down and blow
meet me on riverstones
so i call
shoot out a cannonball
   
  all is clean
with no means like the airbreeze
there's no shell for myself
by the cornfields
i will sleep falling deep
in cradle
beeing one only one
in a fable
   
  under my skin twilight in spin
candles below
have no more burning glow
   
  At Home
   
  safe in my bunk
wavin' in grey
divin' hidin' away
from this hasy day
   
  The Dream Gate
   
  tales in the hase
and veils on the waves
drifting to lift a face
kings in a ring
and their rays so keen
stage of a magic scene
   
  gates in the night
and light in the shade
guest in a jester's fate
gig sarabande and a bird between
wings in a ring of court and queen
   
  pence on a joke
a lope on a fence
dance on a golden rope
Jack in the green and a harlequin
flag of a garlic spleen
   
  light in the shade
a bite not to wait
guide in the rolling tide
facing a fate getting a gate
taking the dream i touch the night
   
  feel a sense
i'm leaving my bed
catching my hat instead of that
   
  The misty Brainstorm Bay
   
  feel the winds the harbour's horn tonight
salty smell a lipstick taste i like
doors are locked the city's dark behind
mystical - i miss the tales in mind
   
  down the lane the shadows wave to past
and i follow them
to a misty brainstorm bay
   
  there's move amazin' groove in touch
fire places dawning days turn up
in the fog there is no dog but such
kiddy-caddy go
in my misty brainstorm bay
   
  only movin don't ask for the win in daylight
waving moving line
torches glow the light is on : Merlin
standing there defending knights and queen
   
  movin' drift the movies shift - i drop
divin' to a show in my misty brainstorm bay
   
  only movin don't ask for the win in daylight
falling winds they lift me to a gate
like a prince i'm riding tall and great
i feel face to fate
   
  a former age is on the stage again
with comedies and histories of men
i guess the jester is the best of all
acting lunatics in my misty brainstorm bay
  only movin don't ask for the win in daylight
   
   
   
  Puck Pinbricks
   
  bakin burning takin' learning
get a new face
tossing turning crossing yearning
get a new trace
   
  The Morning Gate
   
  oh what a morning over me
grave for the twilight and it's spin
   
  here's another win hold on to me
hear the harbours horn thunder of sea
tides are waving born
while i have cast my skin
   
  morning dew inside me and around
fancy new the colours and the sound
feel the sense the sun is glowing
along her golden gate
along my golden gate
   
  come down and blow
meet me on riverstones
so i call
shoot out a cannonball
   
  in the end : touching the green
is allowed by the queen
   
  Glowing Swing
   
  would you leave for a smell
would you really feel and go
would you leave without tell
could you keep your mental glow
when the evening has grown
in a painting of the town
going places between
can you keep your glowing
   
  going along in a mood
of sweet yesterday
sharing the song of a flute
bluebirds of memory
swing on your longing back home
under a garden tree
swing on your own
life - what about spring
   
  in the showguns of life
in the current of a dream
through the doors you arrive
can you keep your mental steam
you're the one for yourself
i am two words from the moon
take a spoon for your health
cocktails mixtures glowing
   
  going along in a mood
of sweet yesterday
sharing the song of a flute
bluebirds of memory
swing on your longing back home
under a garden tree
swing on your own
life - what about spring