count in my heart

by Ronan steinbaum

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recorded on 2007 in Israel

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released January 1, 2007

musical production: Gedy Ronen&Ronan Steinbaum
songs written by: Ronan Steinbaum

musicians:
drums:Uriel Sverdin
bass:Eyal Ganor
electric&acousticguitars:Ofer Ganor
acoustic gtr and vocals vocal:Ronan Steinbaum
keyboards and harmony vocals:Gedy Ronen

recorded and mixed at epes studios
mix :Guy yafe
mastering:Tali Katz

other musicians
Boaz Reinshreiber e gtr on tibetan monk Ronit Kano flute on butterfly and like a mantra pooch Emanuel steinbaum voc's on i'm not here

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Track Name: Butterfly
I will fly like a butterfly
And I will sting like a bee
I will shoot golden arrows
In all directions

I will still a horse and ride it
For as long as I can
I will sing hymns and prayers
At the top of my lungs

I will float down the river
I will never look back
I will turn all the road signs
And make them point up

I see my shadow
Seems he's smiling at me
Telling me you're going nowhere
You've got no direction

I reply you're just a color
You don't even exist
And I can paint you in orange
Make you look like a clown
Track Name: Like A Mantra
When I was small
I listened to the radio
I would record
The biggest hits into cassettes

I used to kick A tennis ball
back and forth into the wall

I'd walk around the house
Reciting "I am bored I am bored"
Like a mantra

When I grew up
I was afraid of girls
I dated only those
I didn't like

I’d shave my head
So I can pass my hand
on top of my scalp
back and forth
Track Name: I'm Not Here
I'm not here I'm not here
i'm just around
spiritual tourist behind enemy lines
sinking in details
swimming in tears
how old are you
how old will you be

you're not here you're not here
you're just around
spiritual tourist behind enemy lines
sinking in details
swimming in tears
how old are you
how old will you be

we're not here we're not here
we're just around
spiritual tourist behind enemy lines
sinking in details
swimming in tears
how old are you
how old will you be
Track Name: Tibetan Monk
All these books and movies
Are starting to seem
sophisticated ways of publicity
It's not a product they're selling
It's the way that they think
I'd like to stop for a second

And step out of bed Like
the first step of the moon
So light and bright
And yet so brand new
The first sound I hear
Will be a hum
coming out of me
Like a Tibetan monk

All these people around
Who want me to succeed
Their good advice and intentions
Are making me freeze
It's not the words that they're saying
It's the way that they speak
I'd like to stop for a second

And step out of bed Like...

The first image
Just a shade of white
Gradually turning into bright light
The first sound I hear
Will be a hum coming out of me
Track Name: Old Age
I open the window
he closes it back
I can not tell him i am chocking
on his smell of old age
of old age

It stays in my nostrils
after i leave and i wonder
if i'll recognise it on my self
when i'm there
when i'm there

we go down for a walk
he goes back up
to make sure he has locked the door
i watch him climb
in small steps
in small steps

ears are the only organ
that never stops growing
i'd like to meet you there
once we get going
eyes are the only thing
that you can believe in
and when you open yours
i feel like i'm dripping
Track Name: Somebody Else
In the country i come from
it gets dark early
by the time i get up
there is not much light left
in my little appartment
its usually quiet
but now I'm not there
there is somebody else

And somebody else
sleeps in my bed
lays on my couch
watches T.V
somebody else
takes care of the plants
somebody else
that i've never seen

In the country i come from
there's a war going on
by the time it is over
there might not be much left
the people are tired
they're faces look burdened
but they go on pretending
and they don't really care

that somebody else
sleeps in my bed
lays on my couch
watches T.V
somebody else
takes care of the plants
somebody else
that i've never seen

but when i dial my number
nobody answers
and i can hear the rings echo
as if they knew it was me
Track Name: 1,2,3
Under the sky
There is only me
I gulp the silence
In little sips

I see a shadow
I know its mine
I need some answers
But I have time

I count in my heart
One two three
With a melody of
A prayer I heard
When I was a kid
One two three
With a melody of a prayer

Beneath a cloud
There is enough light
To see the way
That will get me by

I’ll know when I’m there
Like I know I'm here
I’ll find all the things
That have disappeared
Track Name: Stop
I spend my days
Flying around in my room
I flap my eyelashes fast
And they serve me as wings

I spend my days
Trying to communicate
I pull out my antennas
And when I pick up a sign

I stop what I’m doing
Lay on my back
Put up my legs
And move them in rhythm

I spend my days
Looking at patterns and shapes
I move them a little
And put them back in their place

I spend my days
Making little notes to my self
I hide them in the house
So I can find them one day

And stop what I’m doing…

Here she comes with all her curves
And her Mona Lisa smile
Telling me that from a labyrinth
You come out by going up
Track Name: So Many
So many little rooms
and little spaces
waiting for me
so many little things to do

so many hips and feathers
boots of leather
waiting for me
so many faces i don't know

so many right decisions
waiting to be made
and me here
on the window pane just
breathing in the air

so many kinds of flowers
morning showers
waiting for me
so many layers to pill of

so many lips and letters
little matters
waiting for me
so many places i could go