NOA (Achinoam Nini) - Calling

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1.
04:13
how does my north connect to my south? how does my heart connect to my mouth? how does my skin connect to my soul? is the sum of my parts? anything whole? what do my eyes reveal of my dreams? how can i laugh when inside i scream? how does my song connect to my name? can they be ever? one and the same? n i want you n i need you n i, n i, ninininineed you n i want you n i need you n i n i n i and i want to set my insides loose come to terms and sign a truce if i can't find the mystery code how will i ever carry this load? n i want you... and i know you're getting tired of the fight to connect my left side with your right to connect two arms and legs and all four chambers of the heart and understand forever - who we are. how can we live with anguish and fear how can we shelter all that is dear how can we take our fate in our hand? i'm talkin' to you - you'll understand. that i want you, n i need you n i, n i, ninininineed you.... the universe begins with you and i universe begins with u.n.i.
2.
04:17
too proud to admit that love is gone too proud to admit the falling from eden too proud to admit, and much too strong the landing was rough, and the seat belt unfastened now it's gone away (and you gotta let go) now it's gone away (there's nothing to fear) now it's gone away (and you gotta let go) it's gone away concentrate, concentrate reinstate your former state of mind concentrate, concentrate reinvent yourself with space and time your name is kin to the winds, sister you're kin to the winds, sister but you've an alabaster frame and you're too proud to admit that love is gone too proud to admit the falling from eden too proud to admit, and much too strong the landing was rough, and the seat belt unfastened now it's gone away (and you gotta let go) now it's gone away (there's nothing to fear) now it's gone away (and you gotta let go) it's gone away concentrate, concentrate reinstate your former state of mind concentrate, concentrate reinvent yourself with space and time your name is kin to the stars, sister you're kin to the stars, sister but now your perfect body's maimed still you're too proud to admit that love is gone too proud to admit...
3.
by the light of the moon i sing to you by the light of the moon i raise my voice i raise my voice by the light of the stars in a big black void and straight into your heart. i don't have too many words i am not sophisticated listen to the crying birds they call you in my name let me be your desert wind rattle you when you're sedated for a soul so far elated cannot experience shame by the light of the sun i'm happy and gay all pristine and squeaky - clean the good and proper way by the light of the sun i'm an innocent lamb but the light of the moon reveals the wild horse that i am... reveals the wild horse that i am... i don't have too many words i am not sophisticated listen to the crying birds they call you in my name let me be your desert wind rattle you when you're sedated for a soul so far elated cannot experience shame it's all annihilated by her flame it's all annihilated by her flame! by the light of the moon i sing to you by the light of the moon i raise my voice i raise my voice by the light of the stars in a big black void and it's going straight into your heart.
4.
04:17
he's so compassionate he's oh so kind all in peace, he says all in time he's wrapped in wisdom and wisdom he speaks so compassionate that i could freak time is running out on him god is out to lunch time is running out on his decision every day that passes proves that god has lost his glasses... or could it be that tears have blurred his vision he's so compassionate he's oh so kind all in peace, he says all in time he's wrapped in wisdom from his head down to his feet so compassionate but oh so weak time is running out on him.... he's so compassionate it's all for their sake well, i don't know philosophy but i do know ache this ache is bigger than words on tv so compassionate, how can he be? now that time is running out on him...
5.
03:49
space give me wide open space with the sun and the rain in my hair and the wind in my face, oh... space give me wide open space with the sun and the rain in my hair every breath that i take, oh... space to cross, no pain, no fear space to cross, far away from here your face and mine the color of the earth we both will scream we scream when we give birth we both will cry when our parents leave us we both will die, someday. space.
6.
04:50
if i were to open my eyes and stare at the sun the delicate brown would burn it's too painful too painful but i never never learn if i were to go to the sea with an open wound the salty waves would sting it's too painful too painful but i haven't learned a thing i haven't learned a thing i'll never never learn never never never never learn... if i were to hold on to a high note until i cracked my voice it's too painful too painful but i know i have no choice i know i have no choice i'll never never learn never never never never learn still like a child drawn to touch the flame never mind, i would tell you never know why i do passion will rise above all wisdom still like a child drawn to touch the flame riding a roller coaster tell me i go too fast tell you - i know, but i can't stop... it's too painful never never learn... if i were to follow my dreams and take to the road would you be here when i return? you say... never never learn.
7.
03:42
hey, there.. tell me what's going on it's hard for me to feel you when you're far away. you know, i worry... are you sad or all alone again? i would do anything just to know - are you happy where you are? i would do anything to be there when you need me and hold you close and to kiss your hair sit on your bed now count to three open your eyes... it's me. hey, there... everyone says "hello" i try to keep them posted on your whereabouts but all they manage is to be polite and send regards. i want to scream and shout do you know there's a crater in my heart? i want to scream and shout do you know i've perfected the painful art of an empty space sit on my bed pick up the phone hear your voice say... i'm home.
8.
04:34
i am a young woman with callused hands and feet with an ever - growing problem buried in me deep it has stripped me of my beauty with an overwhelming pain and on yesterday's proud forehead it has burned the mark of cain it happened long ago though it seems like only yesterday i had come back home after years of wandering astray walked familiar streets never knowing fate would find me there and ever since i've been crippled 'neath this burden i must bear. the mark of cain the child of pain of trouble and of war mother nature cannot comfort nor the coolness of the sea lord above, how can i love this thing that i abhor? child of pain is growing in me within me he is waging war battling for breath battling for blood and a body of his own i've considered the solution but that would be my death for while i've waited and debated he has grown deep in my heart i wish i could love him erase our past with a mother's embrace i want to start fresh but within me i'm fearful.. will i find my oppressor in his tiny face? the mark of cain the child of pain of trouble and of war mother nature cannot comfort nor the coolness of the sea lord above, how can i love this thing that i abhor? child of rape is growing in me.
9.
03:22
another day, another small town a summer breeze the bougainvillea is still in bloom his room (phone rings, no-one answers) the morning comes, they take their showers they go to work, they do their hours it's a routine they lean on. (phone rings, no-one answers) his books are on the shelf (it doesn't matter what we do craving curious finger it will never leave us his favorite after-shave time that used to pass has now stopped ) lingers still.... (phone rings, no-one answers) the evening news, they hear them saying tonight's the game, his team is playing they go to bed instead. (phone rings, no-one answers) out in the quiet street one stray dog is crying and if their eyes don't meet all is well.
10.
03:13
camilla, come here camilla, come over here where are you hiding? come out, come out camilla. don't raise your head don't raise your eyes don't ever uncover your mouth don't let me ever see you cry, or laugh, or shout... don't raise your standards too high don't raise your standards too high don't you go reading don't you go reading just keep breeding. camilla..... and the bird of paradise flies somewhere in the jungle her colors brilliant and bright her rapture free and wild so beautiful it'd make you cry... so beautiful i'd make you cry... but that's far away from here.
11.
manhattan - t.a., with a detour to the deep south side where it's very violent a bouquet of violets lies trampled to the ground manhattan - t.a., with a detour to the deep south side where it's very violent a bouquet of violets lies trampled to the ground falling, calling, trying to survive doing a quick-step keeping in stride falling, calling, trying to survive doing a quick-step keeping in stride with the changing tide manhattan - t.a., with a detour to the deep south side where it's hot and steamy don't go around too dreamy you'll be trampled to the ground falling, calling... can i find a future here? everything is so unclear (give it up, give it up, give it up) can i ever find a life under threat of fire and knife (give it up, give it up, give it up) changing tide... manhattan - t.a., with a detour to the deep south side it's a game we play and it's very scary with all those maniacs running around, y'know manhattan - t.a., with a detour, 18 years old caught under the wheels it's a pretty bad deal but this is my hometown falling, calling, trying to survive doing a quick-step keeping in stride falling, calling, trying to survive doing a quick-step keeping in stride with the changing tide, changing tide, changing tide...
12.
03:38
cascading tumbling, tumbling falling, falling cascading tumbling, tumbling falling, falling hair on my shoulders bare it's there to extend the soul it's long to cage it would be wrong like my mother's song gently unfolds cascading tumbling, tumbling falling, falling stream careless and serene it flows between the boulders it's cool angel on a stool drops on her shoulders cascading tumbling, tumbling falling, falling wish i could fall like a baby's sleep when a baby dreams what a baby feels run away from this place, with its big old words and big ideals... now you - look what you have done you've come and crossed the border oh, no! what do i do now? guess i'll jump into your water... cascading tumbling, tumbling falling falling falling down
13.
03:48
savior, my savior pouring out over desert sands through parched skin and madness. on chamber after chamber 'till it's all run out but oh, my savior my savior. you said: remember you said: remember, remember, when you're all dried out that which was sacred that which was sacred remember... savior, my savior pouring out over desert sands through parched skin and madness on chamber after chamber parched skin and madness.

about

The album "Calling" was written in a very tumultuous time in our lives, both internally and externally. The political situation in Israel was depressing and it seemed every effort to go in the direction of peace was constantly threatened. Exploding buses, national mourning, a terrible war in Bosnia and tragedy in Tibet..all these were inspiration for the songs we wrote during that time. Not to mention the painful yearnings of the heart.
Before "Calling", I was writing mostly about the personal, the intimate. I was always looking inwards. "Calling" represents a break from that pattern, where my surroundings, the people and events around me, had a profound effect on my emotional infrastructure. I was concerned, involved, angry, hurt! I was taking the woes of the world onto my shoulders (as if my own weren’t enough) and channeling a lot of that emotion into songwriting. I say a lot and not all because there was still plenty left for social/political activity of all sorts which I became very involved in. The pinnacle of this activity was the famous rally, Nov. 4th 1995, when 500,000 people gathered in Tel-Aviv to support Yitzchak Rabin’s peace initiative. Gil, Zohar (our wonderful drummer) and I were performing at that rally and feeling high on waves of optimism and joy until two terrible gunshots changed us forever. Yitzchak Rabin was shot dead before the eyes of an entire, stunned nation, and nothing would ever be the same. I was heartbroken and miserable, but rather than sink into somber silence I chose to speak out and risk my career by making my views about peace very clear. I spoke impulsively and passionately, and did myself plenty of damage, but learned a lot about human nature. That painful time has left me with many scars, but I’ve become stronger and wiser as a result. Now, after those dark years have passed, I feel my reward is the hope and light we feel in Israel once again with the revival of the peace process.
I know many people found "Calling" difficult to swallow after the more tender, acoustic music we were making before. But for me, it was almost a declaration of independence, like saying: this is who I am and what I have to offer, honestly. My musical and lyrical considerations have always been purely artistic and emotional, true to myself first and foremost, for I believe I cannot expect or deserve anyone’s attention otherwise. In that sense, "Calling" was truly my “calling” and is very dear to me to this day.

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released May 7, 1996

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