Switch off the mind and let the heart decide Who you were meant to be Flick to remote and let the body glide There is no enemy Etch out a future of your own design Well tailored to your needs Then fan the flame and keep the dream alive Of a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a Windpower There is no enemy Switch of the mind and let the heart decide We're a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a Shatter the lens and grind it into sand One measured exposure Scatter the seed and furrow in our land The future is roses, roses Switch off the mind and let the heart decide There is no enemy Lift up the hearts of this your only tribe We're a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a We're a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a

From the first version of William Orbit's "Pieces In A Modern Style". Original by Arvo Part.

Live at Hove Festival, Norway, 24-06-2008

You can rest relaxed in the calm thought that nothing will ever be as awesome again as the 80s. Ultravox - The voice 1982 Native these words seem to me All speech directed to me I've heard them once before I know that feeling Stranger emotions in mind Changing the contours I find I've seen them once before Someone cries to me Oooh, the look and the sound of the voice Oooh, they try, they try Oooh, the shape and the power of the voice Oooh, in strong low tones Forceful and twisting again Wasting the perfect remains I've felt it once before Slipping over me Oooh, the look and the sound of the voice Oooh, they try, they try Oooh, the shape and the power of the voice Oooh, in strong low tones (Instrumental) Sweetly the voices decay Draw on the lines that they say I'd lost it once before Now it cries to me Oooh