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Relics III • ... those days are gone

... those days are gone but in my heart is written a book of love ...

Relics VI • when memories turn to dust

When there's no one left to remember, memories turn to dust...

Dreams are buried here... Part II: Lament for the path of war.

Green fields and countless graves Witness in silence The broken dreams Of a son, a father, a mother, a daughter, brother or sister... The path of war Offers the road to glory But often ends here A place where dreams are buried... This part starts with weeping voices, lamenting the violent confrontation to come. Instruments argue with each other and the drums of war start to sound, taking us to the violence and confusion of the battlefield. Suddenly this all stops for the soldier who is killed, leaving his unfulfilled life and dreams on the battlefield... and also those of his family and loved ones.... Vocals: Artie Q / Electric Guitar: Mindmovie

Innocence

This rather short song is about the final ending of a relationship. A song about sorrow, regret and shame. Ann sings with a frailty as you have never heard before...

In The Light Of The Sun

“In The Light Of The Sun” is a song that is very dear to me. The song is about the passing of time, and how insignificant a human life is compared to cosmic scales. I wrote the basic melody a long time ago (in human terms at least...) on my very first piano when I was about seventeen. Over the years I kept playing this piano tune and a few years ago I turned it into this song. Like all my songs it has a certain sadness in it, although I don’t consider it as a sad song. It is more a song about acceptance, letting go and humility. It begins with a person who tries to hold on to a lost loved one, smelling the fading scent in his clothes and dwelling into her memories. But, eventually - like everything - the scent will fade away. The memories of our memories will dissolve into time, “and all that we are is a speck of dust dancing in the light of the sun”. While I wrote this song I often had the image of particles of dust dancing in the sunlight shining through an attic window. I wrote the backbone of this song with the guitars, harp and vibraphone ticking away time like a clockwork. Over this I wrote a waltz, like the dancing particles of dust in the light of the sun. Again, Ann did a great job on the vocals and her voice makes the song shine like a sun...