There's a storm coming (songs)

by DUFFHUES

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1.
Cooking a man I shot him once in the heart and twice in the head. Opened up his chest to see he was dead Then put him in the fridge to keep the flesh cool The fridge is the cellar, cause I'm ain't no fool I cleaned the bath and cleaned the toilet I put the tools back in the garden shed, yeah Burned the towels, ropes, clothes, all of that Put on the radio and played with the cat Now all I had to do was wait Till the stars lined up and the moon was red I'd take my fine pots and kitchenware I'd clean the sink and heat up the oven It's hard work to cook a man's flesh The meat is full of sin and it's all bad You have to cut off the fat and what's hidden underneath It's a lot of work from head to feet When you manage it all, you are the master cook You're at the same table with Jesus and God You drink the same wine, you talk the talk And when the feast is over you walk the walk Cooking man, cooking a man Eating a man, eating a man
2.
The most dangerous idea Among those who sleep, I am awake In the land of rivers Under the bhodi tree Snakes of fire Demons beneath In desert sands And walled cities Of ancient stone And bewitched scrolls Wanderers and beggars Seers and fools Burning hearts and minds Offering flesh for soul The twin spirit Cross and wheel The most dangerous idea in this world Among those who sleep, I am awake The breath of white elephant Born from mother alone Written in stars Blessed by bending trees A golden bowl And linen cloth They sleep on stone Kings and sons End of suffering End of form Love's the antidote For the rule by sword The twin spirit Cross and wheel The most dangerous idea in this world Among those who sleep, I am awake
3.
Man of horse 03:54
Man of horse He, he, he, he, he, he, he Feet stuck in clay Eyes on the horizon Where flat land ends Sad ‘n dark clouds Sailing the high ocean Crossing the dome Have you ever looked Into the eye of a horse Filled with fire and love There are many here Vessels of spirit ‘n strength Running on these green fields There’s the smell of hide The sound of neighing There’s a lot on the wind There’s a lot of wind Rushing over green fields Blowing over flat land He, he, he, he, he, he, he Where rivers end The land is casual Leaving all matter To water and wind Men are there to fight Men are there to build Mounds and walls Channels and holes He, he, he, he, he, he, he The wind will listen The water will know The land will be The wind will listen The water will know The land will be This night I walk on bare feet This night I walk on glass I walk on burning coals This night I run on bare feet I run on burning coals I’m running with iron shoes
4.
He was dead 03:00
He was dead He was dead He was dead He was red He was an indian A red dead indian And he was strung up on a tree For all to see With his guts hangin' out Touching the ground Look at his face Beaten to a waste He used to smile a lot He had a big mouth And shining eyes When he looked upon his wife And their children There were five of them The wife pregnant again They lived in a tent Among their old tribe That wandered the land For food and bison But those day's were gone No tribe left The plains empty There was a big theft And a strange silence Now he's hangin' there Messed up and torn flesh Take a look at the bush The one behind the tree Look real good You'll see a little foot Now go and see And find more of these Arms and legs Hands and heads Flesh and guts The blood runs into the ground And the flies go nuts And the flies go nuts
5.
River song 05:01
River song There’s a river down south, the way in and out of hell When the moon is out, you can hear a soft singing Sounding like a song, coming from the river itself A boat is gliding, through the stars in the mirror, that’s swaying calm and still Someone’s rowing the boat, hiding from daylight and men When the moon rises, the vessel goes up again When the moon comes down, the boat returns with the flow All the way the boatman is singing the river song A song as blue as the ocean A song as deep as the mirror that is swaying calm and still The song’s the boatman’s gift to the river For being the flowing path between two worlds For helping him in and out of hell And it’s a song I know to well A song of a lost love For years now I’ve been fighting the blues It’s always been there, sittin’ right next to me It’s been hiding in shadows of doubt So many times, that I lost count, yes I did the uncontrollable force of nature A state of mind in sound and color It’s a dog with golden feathers It’s an ape with silver scales Tusks grow where arms should be He’s not from this world or where I long to be There’s a river down south, the way in and out of hell When the moon is out, you can hear a soft singing Sounding like a song coming from the river itself A boat is gliding, through the stars in the mirror that’s swaying calm and still
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Wolf boogie 03:23
Wolf boogie Up in the woods Where no man’s been When the moon is out Them eyes of green A thick coat Of black ‘n greys Nose in the wind Huntin’ prey You don’t go closer You stay put And when the howlin’ stops You better run Wolf boogie Wolf boogie Howl howl, ho ho Howl howl, ho ho A cave hidden in the mounains Deep ‘n dark and a cold wind inside When you go in There’s red eyes staring There’s fangs flashing In the torch light You don’t go closer You stay put And when the howlin’ stops You better run Wolf boogie Wolf boogie Howl howl, ho ho Howl howl, ho ho The pack’s hunting Hunting me down Burning coals all around they’re closing in (on me) and I can hear their song of blood feast ‘n blood sport wolf boogie wolf boogie wolf boogie wolf boogie Howl howl, ho ho Howl howl, ho ho
7.
The white dove with black feathers She hides inside the cave of her body Where a small fire burns just for her She sleeps among puppies kittens and horses All that breathes without threatening her She loves life though it tastes bitter And she’s stronger than giants and titans There’s a thick wall around ‘n inside her Slowly she finds little doors and answers A car stops Under green lights There’s a storm Ahead of us The car’s yellow Used to be white The thunder shakes us Where we stand The light flickers The wind is rising We stare in the distance The void For a moment Your eyes are green and face white The car is driving off Into the night Your hair is dancing in the wind a churchbell calls the lamp is finished you point out towards the city there’s bells on the wind we take the care that used to be white the streets are empty where we drive in the city we get out it’s all dark and devoid of sound the wind has dissapeared bells have stopped the sky is open and stars have popped we are looking for a storm we are looking for a plot we did a lot of searching we drove a lot and when there’s no more road we eave on foot and when there’s no more land we buy a boat we are looking for a storm are looking for a plot and our last sentence end She’s in my dreams and in my letters Walking and shooting on the riverbank The white dove with black feathers Flies in skies where love is ever present
8.
Desert blues 03:47
Desert blues Woke up this morning Woke up in sand With a throat of stone With a boiling head I better get up Better start a-walking There’s only the horizon There’s only sand and stone Desert blues, it’s in your hair and shoes Follow the road of sand The track of salt The day’s are bloody hot The nights freakin’ cold The abundance of space The absence of time The sun and moon The only friends you will find Desert blues, it’s in your hair and shoes There’s dust clouds in the distance Coming closer Jeeps and camels Blue men with guitars on their back Armed with string and song Roaming the desert plains For everlong Desert blues, it’s in your hair and shoes We camp ‘round fire The smell of fresh bread When tea arrives The stories begin About a people About their land About four wheel drive And the mighty camel About songs Of freedom Of a people In need of Desert blues, it’s in your hair and shoes
9.
Men of horse 03:38
Men of horse He, he, he, he, he, he, he Feet stuck in clay Eyes on the horizon Where flat land ends Sad ‘n dark clouds Sailing the high ocean Crossing the dome Have you ever looked Into the eye of a horse Filled with fire and love There are many here Vessels of spirit ‘n strength Running on these green fields There’s the smell of hide The sound of neighing There’s a lot on the wind There’s a lot of wind Rushing over green fields Blowing over flat land He, he, he, he, he, he, he Where rivers end The land is casual Leaving all matter To water and wind Men are there to fight Men are there to build Mounds and walls Channels and holes He, he, he, he, he, he, he The wind will listen The water will know The land will be The wind will listen The water will know The land will be This night I walk on bare feet This night I walk on glass I walk on burning coals This night I run on bare feet I run on burning coals I’m running with iron shoes
10.
There’s a storm a-coming There’s a storm a-coming There’s a storm a-coming Low ‘n swollen clouds Bursting with ink Coating everything ‘n all black as coal There’s a land in the west There’s a land in the west Where spirits dwell and feast On endless grass Where reeds sway The water’s cristal clear Many songs of many birds And the love call of deer There’s a storm a-coming There’s a storm a-coming She’s nature’s child Among his flock of sheep That graze upon The land in the west Her name was given In another world A world very different Of noise and static I took off this morning The streets dark, quiet and still I left this morning All down and sad There’s a storm a-coming There’s a storm a-coming There’s bad weather a-coming A storm is a-heading this way There’s bad weather a-coming A storm is a-heading this way I ran off this morning With a load of sadness I ran off this morning for the mountains in the distance There’s a storm a-coming There’s a storm a-coming

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Niels Duffhues' new album 'There's a storm coming' is released on 8 January 2014. All songs, instruments, producing and mixing by Niels himself. No high-end-fi-bullshit, the album's completely mono.

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released January 8, 2014

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DUFFHUES is a musician, filmmaker, songwriter, author. he has released albums, films, books and more. He lives in The Netherlands.

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