• Voice - Rudimentary Peni
• Voice - Sense Field
• Voice - VNV Nation
• Voice - Rie Fu
• Voice - Porno Graffitti
• Voice - The Moody Blues
• Greedy - Voice
• Entertainment - Voice
• Door To My Heart - Voice
• Daydreamer - Voice
• Achievements - Voice
• Made Of Stone - Voice
• The Voice - Voice
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• Ocean Of Life - Voice
• Like Strangers - Voice
• Voice - Howard Jennings
• Voice - Baek Ji Young
• Voice - White Collar Criminals

should i speak or silence keep, your verdict is unswayed. communicate we never will, so hatred has its way.

yours is so distinctive
I can hear it from miles away
and when you speak so clearly
I know what you're going to say
and I want to hear it again
that it's going to be alright I
I'vetried every window and I'm locked out of my house
someone left the lights on
I'vetried every window
news travels fast and I'm all packed
train come shake my house again
I say good bye to all my friends
music travels fast and I'm all packed
train come to shake my house again
I say good bye to all my friends
and I know what they're going to say
and I want to hear it again
that it's going to be alright I
I've tried every window and I'm locked out of my house
someone left the lights on, I've tried every window
I've tried every window and I'm locked out of my house
someone left the lights on
I've tried every window here
the sun is going down every window here
the sun is going, going, gone
it's going to alright, alright, alright, alright

When I have nothing left to feelWhen I have nothing left to sayI'll just let this slip away

You change the color of your eyes,
what you really mean is
you don’t really wanna be this way for good
You pick up the stuff that’s just been laid,
what you really mean is,
you gotta have some love for your day if you could
So I ache, so I ache, it’s more than I can take
it only gets even worse, when I sleep when I awake
and my belly keeps sinkin’
Yeah, I wake up to the spiritual voice in my head
and I say “hey, won’t you listen?“
It can easily be left unheard and be left unsaid,
but I listen, listen maybe too hard.
You pick up the stuff that’s just been laid,
what you really mean is,
you wanna be the one to lay them out if you could
would you say extra money would do?
Do you do it cuz you have to?
Then who’s making you do it?
So I ache, so I ache, it’s more than I can take
it only gets even worse, when I sleep when I awake
So I ache, so I ache, it’s more than I can take
it only gets even worse, when I sleep when I awake

Boku no namae wo yobu no wa dare ?
Tooi youde chikai youde
Mimi no oku kara kikoeta you de
Sorakara no you de
Boku no koto wo shitteiru no kai?
Sou dato shitara oshiete
Dare ka wo zutto sagashite iru sonna kigasuru no dakeredo
Kitto dareka ni ai takute ai takute ai takute
Boku wa koko niirunda nee sou daro?
Doko kade matsu hito yo deau beki hito yo
Kimi wa tashikani iru kanjiru
Boku no hoo ni fureta no wa nani?
Sorakara koboreru kona yuki
Tenshi no hane wa tabun kore yori shirokute kirei nan darou
Moto wa hitotsu dearu hazu no kokoro wa hanarete
Heiki na hazu ga nai no sa nee sou daro?
Kimi ni fureru ijou taisetsu na koto wo
Omoi tsuka nai dakara yuku nosa
Hoshi wo kazoeru yori wa you yasuku
Kumo no yukue wo shiru yori konnan de
Boku ga sore wo shinjireru ka doukada
Hidari mune no koe wo kike
Sousa dareka ni ai takute ai takute ai takute
Boku wa koko ni kitanda naa sou daro?
Kako ga kureta no wa VOISU ashita ni michibiku VOISU

The Voice
The Moody Blues
(Hayward)
- as recorded on the album "Long Distance Voyager"
Won't you take me back to school?
I need to learn the golden rule.
Won't you lay it on the line?
I need to hear it just one more time.
Oh, won't you tell me again?
Oh, can you feel it?
Oh, won't you tell me again tonight?
Each and every heart it seems,
Is bounded by a world of dreams.
Each and every rising sun,
Is greeted by a lonely one.
Oh, won't you tell me again?
Oh, can you feel it?
Oh, won't you tell me again tonight?
Cause out on the ocean of life my love.
There a so many storms we must rise above.
Can you hear the spirit calling, as it's carried across the waves?
You're already falling it's calling you back to face the music.
And the song that is coming through.
You're already falling the one that it's calling is you.
My a promise take a vow.
And trust your feelings it easy now.
Understand The Voice within.
And feel a change already beginning.
Oh, won't you tell me again?
Oh, can you feel it?
Oh, won't you tell me again tonight? Tonight?
Oh, won't you tell me again?
Oh, can you feel it?
Oh, won't you tell me again tonight?
And how many words have I got to say?
And how many times will it be this way?
With your arms around the future and your back up against the past.
You're already falling it's calling you on to face the music.
And the song that is coming through.
You're already falling the one that it's calling is you.
Each and every heart it seems,
Is bounded by a world of dreams.
Each and every rising sun,
Is greeted by, a lonely, lonely one.
Won't you tell me again?
Oh, can you feel it?
Oh, won't you tell me again tonight?
(Repeat)
From: HBailE

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
he turns around the key of his Jaguar
and whispers a shallow good bye to his wife
as the dark green lacquer's
reflecting the light of the uprising sun
on the way to the vitreous office building
someone on the radio tells the latest news
about the starving part of the world
and the man with golden watch on his arm
lights a cigar as ten meters away
a rich old man is killed
with a chromium plated gun
he had a black car with bullet proof glass
and a white house for a retired life
but all the old man leaves behind
is a red stain on the dirty grey asphalt
time passes and no one is able to use it
just a game of selling and winning
glorious and ruthless without space for loosers
society falls into deepest abstruseness
'cause the children of wealth have never learned
to pay their score
a bright lightning lights up the horizon
people running head over heels
and the voices of day

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
we live in a world where information comes on 24 hours a day
and no-one' got a chance to escape, no-one can look away
for every theme its own big channel on reality TV
sports and war and so much more - we take part in history
but everything has got its price so it must be commercialized
it must be commercialized - oh yes, it must be commercialized
and now: it's time for a commercial break!
yeah, everything is ultra, everything is supra
it's mega, it's light and better than ever, so buy it now or never
but you should buy it before you ain't got the time anymore
cause when the ultra-time increases speed it may be too late tomorrow
so buy it now and you will never have sorrow
the ultra-time has come but it is more like a bad dream
when history's dirty scenes happen live on the TV screen
emotionless the people stare at people dying in a war
perverted entertainment, even religion's sold like a whore
when the viewers sit next to the pilot in a flying F-15
the bomb that we just dropped was sponsored by candy chocolate cream
the Nielsen rating was almost perfect at eighty-four percent
and the prices of the slots for spots were raised to an unbelievable
extent
newsflash on ENTV, and these are the events:
ENTV purchased broadcasting rights for the war against Cardassia
for this project FS satellite 5 was launched successfully today
two hundred billion dollar sponsoring contracts guarantee best quality
telecast will be on 24 hours a day on ENTV's network 3
I had a frightening dream last night
in holophonic sound and colours like real so bright
they launched a satellite to air the final show of shows
and somewhere in another galaxy
the creatures didn't watch TV, they listened to the radio instead
where the newsman said:
in our neighbour galaxy something happened yesterday
an accident occured but nothing dangerous comes our way
and in our world there are just the leaders of the former big states
on their lonely flight in space in bunkers, radiation-save
cause someone pressed the button
it's the last thing he has done
and now the Mars is number three eclipsing our sun
pictures of some TV scenes in my head
all a proove that this world is going mad
harm, hurt and injury have become triviality
with fascination we see devastation
the bitter truth lies deep inside the mentality of the human race
and we all have lost the good taste of style and grace
noone anymore needs fantasy cause now there is reality-TV

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
are you sure that you can love me forever
do you think we can be friends forever
if it's not like this you'd do much better not to waste my time
if you think that you can find one better
just keep on searching and don't write me no letter
cause I'm not looking for another night of broken dreams
but if you know I'm the one that you're looking for
just come running through that wide open door
and run down the street that leads to my
heart
and I'll be waiting for you
do you think that you can stay forever
do you think that we can live together
you should make up your mind cause I won't give you a second chance
you should know that I am ready to love you
you should know that my aim is so really true
and I'm not looking for another short romance
and if you know I'm the one that you're looking for
just come running through that wide open door
and run down the street that leads to my heart
and I'll be waiting for you
I'll be waiti

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
she was just my teenage dream with a face like an angel
and when she walked on by and looked at me
I couldn't say anything
in my dreams I think of her and my heart burns like fire
I make everything that she prefers
just for her desire
and my heart burns like fire
and I burn for her desire
why can't I tell you
all the things that I dream of, baby
why can't I tell you
all these things in a real world, baby
I don't want to be a d
aydreamer
I don't want to be a daydreamer
now she stands beside me and she looks like an angel
she says: "I want you to show me
all the things that you dream of"
we take the last train home and my heart burns like fire
I make everything that she prefers
just for her desire
and my heart burns like fire
and I burn for her desire

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
there's a girl laying down for money
there's a boy stealing a car
there's a psychopathic killer
who fires grenades into a bar
there's a child tormenting a pet
there's a drug party somewhere tonight
there is heat and stuffy smog
in the old city of light
these are achievements of a modern world
these are just normal things in a modern world
how do you like to live in this modern world
there's one who says he's the new born leader
there's a man who claims the end of the world
there's a guy who rapes and misuses
and then slashes up the body of a girl
there's an arson in a forest at midnight
there's a bomb attack on a bus stop at noon
there's an accident in a nuclear plant
there's a rocket crashing into the moon
chorus
there's a killer somewhere in the streets
there's a man who is just paying a whore
there's a government corrupt and so false
there's a president declaring a war
there's a young man dying of cancer
there's an old man dying of age
there's a kid growing up in a computer game
that shows a world of a violence and rage

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
I wish I was made of stone
because a stone cannot feel pain
and if I was made of stone
I'd never have to dream of you again
you could just take me up
and throw me out of your life
and I wouldn't need to care
if you'd become another man's wife
you keep on denying the things I feel for you
although I'd do things for you that no-one's able to
you know my love for you is so deep
I always have to think of you
for so long I'm not able to sleep
it is hell I'm going through
that's why I wish I was made of stone
because a stone cannot feel pain
and if I was made of stone
I'd never have to dream of you again
you could push me down the cliffs
and I would fall right into the sea
and without you there's nowhere

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
everyone underneath the sun has got something to say
but keeping it just in they make it through each and every day
they have got the fear inside to stand up and let it out
but nothing will be changed at all if you don't dare to shout
the mighty ones suppress and terrify to stop on top
if we stay quiet and harmless then we can't change it up
they banish their opponents and throw them in the tower
they do just everything so that they don't lose any power
start to fight for your right
see the world in a different light
change up things make your choice
listen closely when you hear the voice
you'll be broken if you just look away and do not care
but you'll have to have the courage to stand up and dare
revolution against the old and rusty men of war
blow the dark clouds of fear away and break in every door
chorus
in a world where on every day so many people die
someone's got to stand up at least we all must try

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
every day another nightmare of someone touching me
a feeling that I miss so much here in reality
I can't stand this way of living, I feel the hurting once again
I've rolled the dice too many times and laughing causes pain
every dog gets more love than I ever have received
and people always give me only precocious advice
can't call this situation much more than just a shame
I don't know at all how is the one for this to blame
I give up and leave the show, I stop and quit the game
and I will not return until the rules are changed
the book of love is over, I finished the last page

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
I got a little red book with my poems in
from Juliet and Marylin
they tell about the good times
but that's so long ago
and now as time went by
Julie's got children and Marylin
is still just looking for
a one night love affair
there's a time to laugh and a time to cry
goodbye old friends - goodbye
I read in my little red book full of memories
and I think of all those used-to-be's
of Marylin's and Julie's dreams
that all belong to history
I wonder if everything went right
I remember Julie being a happy bride
and Marylin stood there all alone
with big tears in her eyes
chorus
even though these times are all long gone
all the memories linger on
I won't forget these friends of mine

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
we follow the sun and hide in the shadow
of the sails that flutter untamed in the wind
we let us float wherever it may lead us to
no special destination
we don't care about any serious things
we are sailing sailing the ocean of life
we are riding the waves and we never look back
we are heading forward with the wind
and we never return to places we've already seen
we want to come around
and without any fears of getting lost
we are sailing right into the distance on the ocean of life
when the sun goes down and the day is done
we will be watching the stars and fall asleep

(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
all the time in school we were together
we shared our dreams and everything
not a single thing could divide us
with you as my friend I felt like king
we were best friends yesterday
but now there is nothing left to say
we met again after years
I said hello and then confusion on my mind
I remembered all those days gone by
and all the things we've left behind
we stood there and talked about the weather
and everything was so insignificant
just talk talk and we felt like strangers
our conversation was just ridiculous

Take a listen to the words being spoken
Focus on the worth of what he’s preaching
Calming our ears with a tone to believe in
In times like this courage is oh so soothing
CHORUS:
Now we’re all just left behind
To follow in the footsteps of a man so wise
Left with us is only what we’ve learned
In us your voice will still be heard
I’m sure you’re sitting up there by the thrown
Throwing some jokes to the folks so they know
There was a place and a face down here that he loved
And so many people he left when he moved on
CHORUS
Why did you have to go and leave us like this
After changing our lives you walk out and disappear
If your rays shine down like they did when you were
here
We will all be better off
but we can’t replace our hopes
we can’t replace our hopes with fear
We can’t replace our hope with tears
Everything reminds me of that day
Of a healthy caring person who could leave you amazed
Making sure to see where you’re coming from
Give you a chance, listen, not afraid to speak to
anyone
CHORUS
In us your voice will still be heard
In us his voice will still be heard

nae gwitgae padosori
amudo eomneun geot gata
apeuge hollo seoinneun nan
Cuz I'm so lonely
ulji malja haetjanha
badaman boreo watjanha
ijeneun geuman (ijeneun geuman)
ijeneun geuman (ijeneun geuman)
tteonaji annneun nae gwitgae
geuui moksori
neoreul tteona bonaenneunde
jakku deullineun moksori
nan nuneul gamado
tto sumeul chamado
deullyeo geu nom moksori
apeuge deo nal nappeuge
mandeuneun geu nom moksori
nan bol sudo eopgo
manjil suga eomneun
neoreul jeo pado soge da heullyeo bonae
buseojineun pado geucheoreom apeuda nae mamdo
seoreopgedo siganiran nomeun jaldo
heulleoganda amuri japgo jabeuryeo haedo
padocheoreom neoneun watda gago
neoboda jallan saram baek myeongi wado
saranghagi sirta neo malgo
gaseum apeun ibyeolmajeodo japgo nwajugo sipji anha
sangcheorado gatgo da jugo sipji anha
wae hapil naya
yeongwonhi neol gatji motaneun ge ige daya
uri sarangiran ge charari jalhaejuji malji motdoen saram
harudo jedaero mot sara ige mwoya
chamgo chamado beorigo beoryeodo
nae mame dasi doraoneun geon neoya
sureul masyeodo georil georeodo honja tteonado
padocheoreom neoreul dasi deopchineun geon neoya
neoreul tteona bonaenneunde
jakku deullineun moksori
nan nuneul gamado
tto sumeul chamado
deullyeo geu nom moksori
apeuge deo nal nappeuge
mandeuneun geu nom moksori
nan bol sudo eopgo
manjil suga eomneun
neoreul jeo pado soge da heullyeo bonae
padocheoreom neoneun dasi watda gago
haruharu geuriume naneun salgo
chamgo chamado beorigo beoryeodo (hah~ oh yeah~)
nae mame dasi doraoneun neoreul ango nan saraga (baby)
maeilmaeil ni moksorie (ni moksoriga deullyeo maeilmaeil)
naega jugeul geot gatae (yeah~ yeah~)
ibeul makgo seogeulpeora
pyeongsaeng ul geoseul da ureo
ijeya algesseo nunmuri mantan geol
nado gyeolguk yeojaya
apeuge deo nal nappeuge
mandeuneun geu nom moksori
nan bol sudo eopgo
manjil sudo eomneun

I gave pause to the world and now they complain it's raining cats and dogs,
Leaving bloodthirsty strategists with their backs to the red cross
The bet's lost, kiss it goodbye, lipsticky cash exchanges hands
An explorer with pens, formative trips to the last and greatest land
Surveyed the grave expanse of desert, started to rain dance
Two left feet in a cottonmouth, cobras remain entranced
Hypnotically swaying to the rhythm of words uttered under my breath
Soulful syllables playing limbo in nerf inertia, summoners wept
But all tear ducts were desiccated so the drought remained
I shouted names in vain until my voice was pain, cowards gained
A measure of courage in my futility, villainy arose
Laying siege to ramparts pillaging artilleries of prose
Bodies of work debilitated, will is faded sepia tones
Flood the coffers with syrup and please just leave me alone
Leukemia, paper cranes dangle, from antiseptic walls
The king of Narnia and other phantom lands is left to crawl
Chorus: Letters are the seconds, syllables are minutes
Words go by as hours and a day equates a sentence
Paragrahs can last a week and months become our esseays
So we speak for years to reach your ears with the voice (twice)
Verbal acrobat, practice battle raps to keep the mind groomed
Fine tuned, volley with the volume in my room
And time soon consumes all and doom falls
Like the darkness of night over the city...harvest the light
Make shards of the mic - fragmented poetry
Leave scars when I write - ask and you know it's me
Supposedly brandishing my banished bane as bandage
Making love with the language, languish my anguish
I think, therefore I sink further into depression
Pushed over the brink by a fink's stirring impression
Of me at my very worst...but the words murder repression
So lack of fertile expression is sure to bring the regression
Full circle - see, once I held the world within my sweaty grasp
But I lost my grip and now the planet's spinning out of control
And my life is tugged along for the ride till I take hold
Of the voice ... the siren's song speaks to save my soul
Little league parents chant with blind rape, kids are taught discipline
The shortest fuse lit for you, take a straw sip it in
Liquid in half of it while the other share is gaseous
Postcards from the edge of phone callers beds in happinness
Abbey is sadly sick, violin crying songs of dread
Lying under oath's electric blanket tryin not to sweat
Fearing the toll, but curiosity's addictive
Why does he keep talkin to himself, it's probably a sickness
Busy building kingdoms with your callously discarded words
Fallacy and farce from a galaxy afar where stars disperse
Bards converse under the shade of olive groves, knowledge grows
Walking down polished roads with squalid troves
But only Gollum knows how the author's conditioned
Shake the cobwebs, free glistening though in gossamer prisons
Taught to enlist thought and factor chapters of images
Think tank caterpillar tracks leading back to the chrysalis
Chorus twice
The passion of a lifetime is tapped within my satisfaction
As I watch the hands go round and round and round and...
The last time the ink spiled from my quill onto the parchment
It stained her scarlet once it found the sound
Wed to the arpeggio, hobbled artisan apostle
Plucking feathers from the crown of Quetzecoatl
To lay before my angel as she floats across the chapel
To stand before the altar and bleed upon the gospel
My heart leaps from my chest like Asteroth swingin a battle axe
Once the music starts...madness in my eyes
Mesmerized by murderous intent, I'm furthering the pent
Up rage welling within my breast...until my services are spent
Worshipping the second hand following the first to bend
And twist around my words again...
The voice warping the clock into a whirlpool