Aha, David Lynch musikprojekt: Trevligt! Tack för det; jag har missat att kolla upp det själv.

This is Peace - A Beginning, Peace- A Theme and Peace - An End from In The Wake of Poseidon, King Crimson (1970).

I am the ocean
Lit by the flame
I am the mountain
Peace is my name
I am the river
Touched by the wind
I am the story
I never end.

Peace is a word
Of the sea and the wind.
Peace is a bird who sings
As you smile.
Peace is the love
Of a foe as a friend;
Peace is the love you bring
To a child

Searching for me
You look everywhere,
Except beside you.
Searching for you
You look everywhere,
But not inside you.

Peace is a stream
From the heart of a man;
Peace is a man,
whose breadth
Is the dawn.
Peace is a dawn
On a day without end;
Peace is the end, like death
Of the war.

King Crimson Starless Lyrics
Songwriters: CROSS, DAVID FRANCIS / PALMER JAMES, RICHARD WILLIAM / FRIPP, ROBERT / BRUFORD, WILLIAM SCOTT / WETTON, JOHN KENNETH

Sundown dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes, turned within, only see
Starless and Bible black

Old friend charity
Cruel twisted smile
And the smile signals emptiness for me
Starless and Bible black

Ice blue silver sky
Fades into grey
To a grey hope that, oh, yearns to be
Starless and Bible black

Songwriters: SINFIELD, PETER JOHN / FRIPP, ROBERT

Cadence and Cascade
Kept a man named Jade;
Cool in the shade
While his audience played.
Purred
Whispered
Spend us too:We only serve for you

Sliding mystified
On the wine of the tide
Stared pale-eyed
As his veil fell aside.
Sad paper courtesan
They found him just a man.

Caravan hotel
Where the sequin spell fell
Custom of the game.
Cadence oiled in love
Licked his velvet gloved hand
Cascade kissed his name.

Sad paper courtesan
They knew him just a man.

Songwriters: PALMER JAMES, RICHARD WILLIAM / FRIPP, ROBERT / BRUFORD, WILLIAM SCOTT / WETTON, JOHN KENNETH

Tears of joy at the birth of a brother
Never alone from that time
Sixteen Years through knife fights and danger
Strangely why his life not mine

West side skyline crying
Fallen angel dying
Risk a life to make a dime

Lifetimes spent on the streets of a city
Make us the people we are
Switchblade stings in one tenth of a moment
Better get back to the car

Snow white side streets of cold New York City
Stained with his blood it all went wrong
Sick and tired blue wicked and wild
God only knows for how long

Fallen angel
Fallen angel
West side skyline
Crying for an angel dying
Life expiring in the city
Fallen angel...

Robert Fripp - One More Red Nightmare - King Crimson
One More Red Nightmare (Album "Red" -- 1974) (WMA - lossless)
Robert Fripp // John Wetton

Pan American nightmare
Ten thousand feet funfair
Convinced that I don't care
It's safe as houses I swear
I was just sitting musing
The virtues of cruising
When altitude dropping
My ears started popping
One more red nightmare

Sweat beginning to pour down
My neck as I turn round
I heard fortune shouting
"Get off of this outing"
A farewell swansong
See you know how turbulence can be
The stewardess made me
But the captain forbade me
One more red nightmare

Reality stirred me
My angel had heard me
The prayer had been answered
A reprieve has been granted
The dream was now broken
Thought rudely awoken
Really safe and sound
Asleep on the Greyhound
One more red nightmare

THREE OF A PERFECT PAIR. Studio Album, released in 1984.

Line-up / Musicians
- Adrian Belew / lead vocals, fretted and fretless guitars
- Bill Bruford / acoustic and electronic drums
- Robert Fripp / guitar
- Tony Levin / Stick, bass, synths, backing vocals.

"Sleepless"

In the dream I fall into the sleepless sea
with a swell of panic and pain
my veins are aching for the distant reef
in the crush of emotional waves...

alright, get a hold of yourself
an' don't fight it, it's over your head
it's alright, the rumble in your ears
it's alright to feel a little fear
an' don't fight it, it's over your head
it's alright, you wake up in your bed...

silhouettes like shivering ancient feelings
they cover my foreign floors and walls
submarines are lurking in my foggy ceiling
they keep me sleepless at night...

hey, can you picture the sight
the figures on the beach in the searing night
and the roaring hurt of my silent fight...
can you pull me out
of this sleepless night
can you pull me out?...

Militanta islamistgrupper har infört strikta sharialagar i norra Mali. Det är en katastrof för kulturlivet. Musikutövning är totalt bannlyst och har ersatts av böneutrop. Gamla kulturbyggnader vandaliseras och instrument slås sönder. Tusentals människor, bland dem många artister, tvingas fly till de södra delarna av Mali för att undgå piskrapp och andra straff. På plats nere i Mali finns frilansjournalisten Katarina Höije som har träffat musikern Bassekou Kouyate och hans fru Amy Sacko i Bamako. De talar om vad som händer med musiklivet nu. Den berömda ökenfestivalen Festival au Désert är inställd och förvandlas i år till en musikkaravan med flera uppehåll. Reportaget är sammanställt av Klingans reporter Urban Göranson.