S/T
01 / OPEN SKIES
Subspace Radio
Staring at the sky
Wipe away the clouds
Staring at the sky
Eyes are open wide
Staring at the sky
Waiting for the night
Staring at the sky
Hiding from the…
I can’t tell the distance
Is it near or is it far
I just know we have to send it
To whoever you are
We made the only choice
Without denying voice
All through the boundless night
We give our open skies
02 / TIMELINE
Subspace Radio
Driven by the dream ignited the world surrounding, has never felt so
Far away, closing in, it’s the fire within of the search of a kind
Boosting up the information speed to trans light, signs of life to
Another day, another land just to draw in the sand to opening your eye…
And you turn on the radio,
The subspace radio
And when the signal is on
You send, and receive
Through the sky
Through the endless space and time
Transmission, it goes on
You send, and receive…
Timeline – Why can’t you see
Timeline – My time shall be
Timeline – Send and receive
Timeline – I never want to close my eyes…
This playground is your destination new salvation, like you pray to
Another try, another go to go with the flow the signal in the sky…
I never want to close my eyes…
03 / GENERATION
Subspace Radio
Remember when we had the time
To reach for something new, waiting to be found
All the shining in their eyes
The message echoed in the skies
They made their first steps with belief
Unless you try you can never reach the…
Higher state and time
This generation
Forgot the lessons
Of the elder nation
Be silent now and let the knowledge fly
Listen to me, don’t pass me by
Oh don’t ignore my being
I’m just running out of time
See the shining in their eyes
As the merchant troops roam the skies
I’ll teach the first steps of belief
Unless you try you can never reach the…
We cannot tolerate this insubordination
The followers of the sky machine shall be converted
Do not resist our destination and the higher purpose
Bring back what you have stolen from our possession
It shall be destroyed, our purpose has greater needs
Your powers we shall harness to the needs of the future
To the needs of the future…
Higher state and time
04 / ENEMY
Subspace Radio
We believe the worlds we see
Are made to serve our slightest needs
Whatever you say I disagree
Gods have told the skies are free
In command I’ll decide
Where to roam and what’s the line
Through the void and endless night
I steer the journey, guiding light
Won’t you surrender
to the higher degree
Or dare to be my enemy
The power of technology
Shall wipe away my enemy
Subcommands and subroutines
Watch over for anomalies
A neural net connecting me
To a wider range of frequencies
Like a beacon in the night
We have the source and place in sight
Reveal your weak, confiding mind
We change the future and your kind
To battle stations, attack formations
Erase their shield, begin transportation
05 / THE CLANS
Subspace Radio
There was a time there was a place
A glimpse of hope for the human race
Then the world starts breaking, breaking
Fade away in the distance
To the space and endless void
We cannot sense any gravity
Now the clans come and set the scene
I can’t explain this weirdest feeling
When the clans come and set the scene
Ignite the fusion drive
I can’t explain why the war is raging
Order now a full sensor sweep
Ignite the fusion drive
There was a land there was a place
A silent voice for the dying race
Emission levels are rising, rising
We can feel the presence
Of the fearful enemy
There’s no hope for mercy
When the clans come the battle begins
Come and rescue me
Come to my aid
Please hold on me
The Stars are all around me
I can’t explain this weirdest feeling
The clans come and set the scene
Ignite the fusion drive
I can’t explain why the war is raging
Order now a full sensor sweep
Ignite the fusion drive…
06 / CONFRONTATION
Subspace Radio
Set the controls, interception
Break the orbit, disconnection
Target screening, start the feeding
Life deleting, is the meaning
Massive impact, termination
Lost in spiral…Wheel is turning
Time is nothing…Faintly grasping
Feel the blood flow on the forehead
Feel the lifeline start to break
Feel the tension of the moment
Feel the mourning of the dead
Man to man
Face to face
Who’s the next one
Off the race
Confrontation, confrontation
March the wasteland, devastation
Plead for homeland, arbitration
Standing out, negotiation
Double-dealing, infiltration
Feel the blood flow on the forehead
Feel the lifeline start to break
Stick the blade in, from behind
Mass deception, of a kind
Feel the tension of the moment
Feel the mourning of the dead
Watch the sunset with the last front
07 / CRYSTAL VALLEY SPRITS
Subspace Radio
Night falls over the distant shoreline
Where the silent breeze is washing over me
Peaceful mind, eternal light of wisdom
Shine and lead the way
We are one and all, in the crystal valley of
the moon, hear the spirits call
One and all, you can rise and join them
soon, if you hear them call
Now open your eyes and leave it all behind
Hear the crystal, it’s calling your name
Through the night
Open your eyes, no more tears and lies
The Valley will keep you warm
Throughout the night
Thunder raging in the North Horizon
Where the waging war is washing over me
Hateful minds, into the heart of darkness
Now wants you all, and never lets you free
We all stand apart, and hear the crystal
valley of the moon, we receive your call
We stand apart, you can rise and join us
soon, we receive your call
And when this is all over, the hate between
you and me, we can let it be
You can hear the crystal valley
is calling you and me, calling
Calling you, calling you…
08 / HOME
Subspace Radio
The land is empty there’s no sight or sound
This quiet town used to be so loud
I hear the strangers through the morning breeze
The sound of the radio has silenced…
Fire inside me, across my sensor plane
Anger rushing through my veins, a fear without a name
Re-live the moment and feel the silent pain
Over again, I hear them calling to the crystal name
Turn on the radio and begin the signal flow
And when the signal is ringing through the air,
We must be willing and open to taste the freedom
Because we are going home, to the place where we belong
Staring at the sky
Staring at the sky
Going home
Staring at the sky
Going home
Staring at the sky
We are going home
Going home
Staring at the sky
We are going home
Going home
Staring at the sky
We are going home
Random Ticket
01 / LOOK AROUND
Subspace Radio
I was flying on a plane
When it began to lose
Altitude
Through my small window I saw
The other plane lose
Altitude
We crashed down on a highway
Small injuries
Lost a wing
Through my small window I saw
The other plane lose
Everything
Just look around now
Let it happen
Let the water find its way
Let it happen
Just move around now
Let it happen
Just look around now
Look around now
Look around now
She was travelling alone
It began to be clear
I’m coming home
Through the window of her car she saw
The red house, and the
Solitude
Saw the neighbours
And the fields they call
This is your home
It seems to smile at you
All windows clear and new
A friend talked to you
Just look around now
Let it happen
Let the water find its way
Let it happen
Just move around now
Let it happen
Just look around now
Look around now
Look around now
I was driving alone
When I came to the gate
Of the road
I met the long haired man
Telling me which way to go
In his pickup truck
Went into the blue house
Stood a while behind the door
Inside the blue house
Found someone living there
But not alone
The water was bad
The water was brown
I had to go
Just look around now
Let it happen
Let the water find its way
Let it happen
Just move around now
Let it happen
Just look around now
Look around now
Look around now
02 / LEVEL 2
Subspace Radio
Rush to get to nowhere
Queuing for oblivion
Everything dies at the speed of light
My life is young yet toothless
A separation of things
Cut off the early bird’s wings
Some things are meant to change
And some things just don’t
And if I go – no one will ever know
We come from nowhere and leave forever
Our passion builds into nothingness
We are nothing but disappearing scratches
In the face of this momentary mass
Don’t get off the train at nowhere station
Your queuing time has passed
Create new life as fast as a snail
An integration of things
Cut off the early bird’s wings
Some things shall change
And some things just will
And if I go – no one will ever know
We come from nowhere and leave forever
Our passion builds into nothingness
We are nothing but disappearing scratches
In the face of this momentary mass
I still have my pass
And if I go – no one will ever know
And if I stay – no one knows it anyway
And if I’ll wait – it will be too late
And if I run – it’s already been undone
03 / THE GARDENER
Subspace Radio
I can tell the number
of these trees
off the hand
I can tell the number
of these stones
met them all
I can smell the grass I cut
with both of my eyes shut
each round is getting shorter
as I’m getting closer…
…To The Center!
I can hear the sighing
of the straws
not their fault
Still can’t feel the glamour
of the odds
that I’ve got
I can smell the grass I cut
with both of my eyes shut
each round is getting shorter
as I’m getting closer…
…To The Center!
I pass the trees, I pass the stones
trying to keep the lines straight
faster way, the shorter way
the only way I yearn to know
I see the sky, there’s no lie
I feel my weight’s increasing
The Center lies, within my reach
but cannot find the peace without….
The Seventh Gear
Round and around…
Nothing can be found…
I can smell the grass I cut
with both of my eyes shut
each round is getting shorter
as I’m getting closer…
…To The Center!
04 / LEAP OF LOST FAITH
Subspace Radio
If I don’t believe myself
Should others still believe in me
If I do not trust my voice
Should others still be trusting theirs
If I do not trust my driving
If I do not trust my path
Who could be the one co-driver
Who can take the aftermath
One side is the silence
The other one filled with noise
Tightrope and the final swing
Lost the balance, I have to leap
I hope I do not bother
To be gone
I’m falling upwards, spinning but stable
My eyes cannot feel a single sound
Why do I still feel so able?
I fell apart
With no apparent wounds
If my skin can’t really see
What my eyes are feeling
Why does it still believe me
When not asked to listen
Found another gear
Found another year
Bound to make a promise
Bound to keep the promise
I hope I do not bother
To be gone
I’m falling upwards, spinning but stable
My eyes cannot feel a single sound
Why do I still feel so able?
I fell apart
With no apparent wounds
Found another gear
Found another year
I’m falling upwards, spinning but stable
My eyes cannot feel a single sound
Why do I still feel so able?
I fell apart
With no apparent wounds
05 / Nothing
Subspace Radio
Nothing feels like nothing else
ever felt like
Darkness
Full of nothing
Left alone with a mind full of
Twists and bends
In-built trends for happiness and joy
Behaviour science guinea pig
Shovels full of dirt you dig
Behaviour is a toy
Half full is half empty
Or is it just half full of nothing
Bruises and cut
Don’ t hurt so much
When you cover them in nothingness
More is less
Silence is a bless
Nothing weighs more than anything else
Built up on you chest
Underground you can rest
But that is overrated
And boring
You need a bullet-proof vest
Against everyone you know
Start soaring
Move before you grow roots
To nothingness
I can guess
What you are thinking
But forget about that
Half full is half empty
Or is it just half full of nothing
06 / SELF-TITLED KINGDOM
Subspace Radio
Feel like a wood in a fireplace
And I am burning
Giving you pleasure after all
When I am hurting
They think that beauty is my skin
While I’m cremating
They’ll burn another one away
When I’m descending
Why don’t you see what you’ve become
Why don’t you see that I’m the one
Who you should listen if you come
To my surroundings
I should have been the rightful heir
And you just shouldn’t even dare
To break into my little sphere
I am the haunting
I am the king of my own kingdom
My name is in the final version
Self-titled king and my own kingdom
Oh won’t you take a bow and kneel
This game is out of little league
Oh won’t you think of what I feel
You’re wrong and I’m about to peel
Your skin
Feel like a snowman on the ice
And I am melting
Giving you pleasure after all
When the sun is shining
They think that beauty is the sun
Can’t stop my crying
They’ll build another right away
When winds are changing
Why don’t you see what you’ve become
Why don’t you see that I’m the one
Who you should listen if you come
To my surroundings
I should have been the rightful heir
And you just shouldn’t even dare
To break into my little sphere
I am the haunting
I am the king of my own kingdom
My name is in the final version
Self-titled king and my own kingdom
Oh won’t you take a bow and kneel
This game is out of little league
Oh won’t you think of what I feel
You’re wrong and I’m about to peel
Your skin
07 / RANDOM TICKET
Subspace Radio
Pick up your place in the line
by the ticket window
There’s an old man inside
Smiling when you’re eyes pass him by
There’s some money in your wallet
But no receipt where it came from
You stand in the line, slowly passing by
A technicolour poster on the wall
is changing theme
After one comes another – it makes no sense
It makes a perfect sense
You’ll have to take what is given
from that window
The old man smiles and says:
“No change, no deposit, no appeal,
this is all in real”
You had to buy,
but you even don’t know why
Or where you go, and what’s your seat
“Please go ahead, you can´t stop,
can´t go back”
Feeling tired, just little bit more than before
And when tomorrow comes,
the sun and the moon don’t remember
yesterday
You take a look at the young man
by the window
You smile, and then you say:
“No change, no deposit, no appeal,
this is all in real”
You had to buy,
but you even don’t know why
Or where you go, and what’s your seat
“Please go ahead, you can´t stop,
can´t go back”
Feeling tired, just little bit more than before
Pick up your place in the line
by the ticket window
There’s an old man inside
Smiling when you’re eyes pass him by
You’ll have to take what is given
from that window
The old man smiles and says:
“No change, no deposit, no appeal,
this is all in real”
08 / THE CENTER
Subspace Radio
Suddenly I feel like
I was just a line
a line in a source code file
yet to be compiled
Should I be the center
appearance of it all
please do compile me
and link me to the world
I’d never seen my face before
it never existed there for me
I was the one beneath the floor
I found out there’s no gears
the pattern should be obvious
Voidness is the thing to love
I know I made a bad choice
when started changing gears
should have remained
In The Center of Myself…
I’d never seen my face before
it never existed there for me
I was the one beneath the floor
six gears I learned by doing
the next by never learning
The seventh gear
was never there for me
I should have looked around
before igniting my mind
I was the route for all exchange
current flowing through my veins
I thought I was not living
and yet I was the center of it all
AIKA
02 / LAST CALL
Subspace Radio & Annica Milán
I am not ready for this groundhog day
Just pour me one more drink, today…
It just gets worse when your memory
Does not reset, go a-way…
Why do I have to wake up again?
I’ve had enough of all this once again
This is all a waste of precious time
This time is
All a waste of precious time
Dates are just appointments meaning nothing
Don’t come close to me, oh don’t you dare
I am far from interested, just try me and see if I care…
Please come closer to me, can’t you see
Even if I say I don’t want to be
Please come closer to me, can’t you see
Before I will fall, this is the last call
This is my last call…
This place is draining all my energy
I just hopelessly keep coming back again
It is all a waste of precious time
This time is
All a waste of precious time
Dates are just appointments meaning nothing
How can we drink all this gasoline
This madness is infected, fall in the quicksand too deep…
This – is just another
groundhog day –
that will get worse –
day by day
Let’s just go away
Take me home today
OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH…
This is getting worse, remember everything
The memories are now there to peel my skin
It is all a waste of precious time
This time is
All a waste of precious time
A date for me is right now meaning something
How can we forget this happening
This madness is different, the curtain is falling for me
Please come closer to me, can’t you see
Even if I say I don’t want to be
Please come closer to me, can’t you see
Before I will fall, this is the last call
This is my last call
03 / THE DAY OF THE BRIGHTEST COLORS
Subspace Radio & Kimmo Blom
It is possible to have two places
Being not so far apart
Yet impossible to reach
My eyes can see the world around
In all the brightness, innocence
Me and you are the same boy, it’s you and me…
But they walk in the deep shadows
All of that is self-inflicted
Cannot pour that on the shoulders of others like me
How can that be…
That grey and revolving shadow of lies
Too thick for the light to pass through at all
You need some treatment for your eyesight
To cover the lack of your empathy that’s gone away
That leaking bucket of soil
Spills on your weary old shape-
And your ignorance is getting older too
That is something that
This is something that
even you cannot escape
I would cry for you if I only
knew that you lived
I only see
The daylight me
I must have forgotten something
I never knew I even had
I am on my path
I only see the brightest day
I will only walk away…
04 / EVERYTHING
Subspace Radio & Annica Milán
The shadow of the darkest nights
Have been turned into the graceful light of day
This growing hope, every bit of hope
Now
The riverside… oh the riverside
And you let me there to walk along with you
I thought it was, too late it was
Meeting me… oh the probability..
The house is new… The paint is blue
There is no fate, no burning gate
Departure date is closer every day
The shadow on the floor, when you close the door
Leaving here… oh the possibility…
To go away…
Wait…It’s not the fate…
Of that bus to be too late I’m sorry
Wait…by the gate…
When the sun goes down the house is calling
You…calling you…
You and me are you
You are everything to me and you are every little thing
Begin the everything with you
The house is new, paint the walls with white and blue
Red is turning into grey, the brown water flows away
Wont’t let you go, won’t see you go
The ticket is for you to see the show
Know who you are, this is too far
They…don’t know anything…anything…
You and me are you
You are everything to me and you are every little thing
Begin the everything with you
The house is new, paint the walls with white and blue
Red is turning into grey, the brown water flows away
Don’t take that call, they will just harm me…
05 / THE HOUSE
Subspace Radio & Timo Heinonen
You sit in the chair, watching the game
It’s waiting behind the curtains there
Look at the door, it opens some more
The wall papers curling slowly…
Did you go and taste the water?
Did you go and taste the water?
You are the last one, living this hell
“The voices are ringing in my ears”
The window is closed, the termites are near
The water is brown… and waiting…
Oh I have waited for so long to be right here
To sit into this chair again –
In the end – it is gone –
I’m walking the hallway, descending
I leave this house and never look back anymore
Waiting, waiting
Hoping, hoping
Something, something
Coming, coming
Taking, taking
Wanting, wanting
Killing, dying, fading out
Did you find it behind the curtains
Did you also sit in the chair
Did you see behind the wall paper curls
Did you go and taste the brown water
Who was the last soul living here
Whose voice is ringing in my ears
Who invited the termites
Who was reading the last rites
The gate, the neighbors, the long-haired man
Take me away from here, I don’t give a damn
The red house, the blue house, the smiles and the fields
The pick-up truck, you, me, death, silence, oh please
Waiting here I’m waiting here to close the door forever
I leave this house and never look back anymore
Waiting, waiting
Hoping, hoping
Something, something
Coming, coming
Taking, taking
Wanting, wanting
Killing, dying, fading out
The pick-up truck, you, me, death, the house, silence
06 / RADIO SILENCE
Subspace Radio & Kimmo Blom
I want to go to my home now
Please let me rest and be all alone
Communications are gone now
I can see, the sky is turning red
I just cannot watch – this anymore now
Please don’t make me watch – this anymore
My code is dead no more signals
Beat of my heart is too restless now
Waiting for waiting for someone
Streets are all empty I’m all alone
I just cannot watch – this anymore now
Please don’t make me watch – this anymore
Now the curtain falls, I have seen it all
Endless shores of emptiness fade
I can’t stand this no more
I know that you’re all dead
In my head you’re all dead
Lying here now
Oh look out the window
See the silent death row
The clouds falling hanging lower now
There is no one who could see
This day of my victory
Why don’t you just let me be, oh, leave me
The silence is breaking down
The radio signal on
Why don’t you just let me be, oh, leave me, leave me
Life was too easy
Taken for granted, stupid me
There is no honor
Now face the consequence
I-
Do not – wanna be – walking to the gate
Do not – wanna be – walking to the gate
Do not – wanna be – walking to the gate
Do not – wanna be – walking to the gate
Do not – wanna be – walking to the gate
Do not – wanna be – walking to the gate
Do not – wanna be – walking to the gate
Do not – wanna be – walking to the gate
I see shadows there…
Is there someone there?
I see shadows there…
Are you really there?
I see shadows there…
Is there someone there?
I see you…
I see you… really you…
Waiting for the night to fall
This my last call to you
Time is running out there is no – time…
07 / HOPE
Subspace Radio & Timo Heinonen
Two minds, two opposite poles
Spinning around, switching the roles
Who’s setting the pace? Who’s the winner of the race?
No-one knows for certain but weíll never lose hope
Two lives, two different souls
How fair is the game when someoneís moving the poles?
Can we find common ground still remain safe and sound?
No-one knows for certain but weíll never lose hope
We never lost hope
We never lost hope
Never lost hope
And the one to give in, is the first one to win
The final merge, seems to be about to begin
About to begin…
We do the walk
We do the talk
And after miles and miles
The gaps are really closing
Weíre standing by
We donít know why
The final merge, seems to be approaching
The one to give in, is the first one to win
Losing’s no shame, there is no one to blame
And the one to give in, is the first one to win
The final merge, seems to be about to begin
About to begin…