The wind blows high,
I`m on a street alone
I lay in the shadow of the heart
That turned to stone.
The crowd is roaring -
Another soul for sale!
How much blood do they need,
To change their life from pale.
I see the greasy smile -
Take off your hands from me.
I`m not the one of your style,
You fucked the liberty.
You promised golden hills
And valleys full of joy.
Take off your coat
And show your heart,
You perverted boy!
And was it You,
Who build the wrap,
Deviding the world
Watched her every little step,
How can you justify
You put a bird in a cage,
And you'll never be satisfied,
Untill the storm will rage.
What lies ahead,
And what was left behind,
The way to your heart, babe,
Uhh, I`m struggling to find!
I`v lost my way
In this labyrinth of mind,
Your piece of heaven, girl,
I`m struggling to find!
I`m not a superman,
I`m wearing no crown,
I`m just a simple boy
in an ordinary town,
Just a shipwreck
In my tired hands,
Only you my Love,
And there`s no more defence!
Illusions, devotion,
Conclusions, emotions...
But who will give me a sign,
Am I acting fine?
Or am I just wasting my time?!
Time?!
Time!!
Time...
And she said:
I loose my way,
Afraid to take a step,
And this confusing story
A communications gap
But i`m not a child,
All the tears that were falling,
All the lies you said
I`ll never forget
the Wrap
Goodbye,
I have the road of my own,
I`m not your clone anymore,
I`m outside the door.
Take away, take away
All your promises,
I don`t need your money
And affected fame,
I`m not the same
Uhh, anymore
I will find the will and strength
To reach the shore,
My very own shore
I`m outside the door
Take away, take away
All your credit cards,
I don`t want to carry on
Your frantic blame,
I`m not the same
Uhh, anymore
I will find the will and strength
To change the score
I`m not your shadow,
Uhh anymore ...
Goodbye,
All the tears that were falling,
All the lies you said -
I`ll never forget.
See all the scars that you left
I will hide them deep
Under the Wrap!
My name is Raven,
Shot your little mouth!
There`ll be NO Heaven
You`ll never fly south,
And there will be no mercy
For you, the one who falls,
I`m hidden deep
Inside your fears
As your weekness growls!
You live in a glass house
And your life is for rent,
I can make a full house,
But I prefer an accident.
You can call me joker,
I will laugh with you,
But, frankly, I`m the poker
And the looser is You...
Antony Kalugin - composer, producer, musician, designer
born 11 Feb 1981. Ukraine/ Kharkiv
Please follow me on Bandcamp, Spotify and YouTube.
Let there be more Light!
supported by 33 fans who also own “Under the Wrap (part 2)”
BBT are standard bearers for modern prog, with a sound that evokes the spirit of those legendary 70s bands whilst managing to also be thoroughly contemporary. It's astonishing that over 30 minutes of music of this quality, with such high production values, is being made available for free - and their full albums are also very reasonably priced... Eleventh Earl of Blah
supported by 32 fans who also own “Under the Wrap (part 2)”
Fell in love with BBT recently, absolutely love the stories they tell and the music.
Very sad to hear about David’s passing, listening now is quite moving, moved to tears from time to time, but we move on as I hope BBT will with David in our hearts. tonyauroristony58
supported by 32 fans who also own “Under the Wrap (part 2)”
In the wake of buying the Welcome To The Planet I also went for this older "EP" (clocking in on 70 minutes a rather big big EP...) as a final farewell to a very bright bright star that sadly doesn't shine anymore. Carsten Pieper