words and music: Klaus Adamaschek and Tom Fairnie
from the upcoming album "Shiregreen: The Lighthouse"
release March 2025, DMG Germany
recorded by Wolfgang Manns at Toolhouse Studio
Rotenburg an der Fulda, November 2024
Klaus Adamaschek: lead vocal, twelve string guitar
Paul Adamaschek: bass, vocals
Johannes Gunkel: electric guitar
Sascha Schmitt: organ
Amelie Schwedes: drums
Marisa Linß: vocals
photos: Angelika Adamaschek,
Susi Wehling, Klaus Adamaschek
video: Klaus Adamaschek
Borders
Tell me why, why the hell do we build these borders
Well I grew up in Germany, too many rules, too many walls
In my dreams I sailed across the sea to feed the hunger in my soul
Years later we went to Canada, what a majestic beautiful land
We couldn't get rid of the fever and so we travelled on and on
But tell me why, why the hell we faced so many borders
So we travelled through the Western States more than just one time
From Amarillo to the Golden Gate, from Challis to the Hollywood Sign
We were heading for the Northern Lights til we saw the night no more
We were heading for some Spanish skies all the way down the Atlantic shore
But tell me why, why the hell we faced so many borders
There are borders between countries, borders between friends
Borders between families, borders between continents
There are borders between religions, borders 'tween black and white
Borders that are given and borders that don't feel right
And there are borders hard to find, borders no one can see
Borders deep in our mind, even borders 'tween you and me
Between you and me
Tell me why, why the hell do we build these borders
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
Tell me why, why the hell do we build these borders
Oh my passport says I'm german but I got a scottish soul
And my heart's still in a canyon, I still hear the nighthawks call
So let's travel down to Sicily, may be write an Italian suite
Let's bring it up to Lake Marie and mix it with the tribal beat
Oh c'mon let's break down some of these borders
There are borders between nations, borders between clans
Borders round the reservation and borders round no mans land
Borders high on the mountains, borders on the motorway
There are borders deep in the oceans and borders 'tween night and day
And there are borders hard to find, borders no one can see
There are borders deep in our mind, even borders 'tween you and me
Between you and me
Tell me why, why the hell do we build these borders
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
Oh c'mon let's break down some of these borders
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