Behind the Sun

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released 11 June 2009
Behind the Sun are:

Gad Erez - vocals
Saar Gur - drums
Dan Henry Levy - bass
Aaron Lieber - lead and rhythm guitars

With:

Assaf Kopelnikov - lead and rhythm guitars
Shai Yallin – keyboards
Yoram Allouche – space guitar on “Strong Wind”

Produced by:
Behind the Sun and Shai Yallin

Mixed by:
Shai Yallin

Mastered by:
Tali Cutz at Master One studio

Engineers:
Shai Yallin, Guri Magen, Eyal Amir

Recorded at:
Keoss Studios, Tel Aviv
Impact Studio, Ra'anana
Kibbutz Shoval

All arrangements by:
Aaron Lieber, Saar Gur, Gad Erez and Dan Henry Levy

Album cover art by Helder Pedro (www.helderpedro.com)

Band photo by Leigh Orpaz

Aaron thanks:
Shimrit Lieber, Rosanne and Gary Lieber

Dan thanks:
Jean Levy, Gabriel Lichtenstein, Sivan Sheffer, Alon Pener, Roi Babaoff. Dan dedicates this album to his father hoping that he will be able to listen to it one day.

Saar thanks:
The Gur family, Lori And Chupa

Gad thanks:
Anat, The Erez family, the Chason family, the Machlouf family, Miriam (Magdalena) Markovitch, Chen Sheffer, the Jacobs family. Rotem & Tzachi – forever in my heart and in my mind.

Behind the Sun thanks these people for helping us along the way:

Adam Tal, Assaf Kopelnikov, Omri Arbeli, Yoav Finkelstein, Udi Vachterman, Udi Tirosh, Zohar Mor, Ido Bar-Zakay, Lior Magen, Roy Berger, Solstice Coil.

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tags: alice in chains hard rock led zeppelin mastodon metal metallica north desert heavy music opeth tel aviv alternative grunge

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Behind the Sun play the heavy music of the northern desert, a storm of sound cutting the wasteland to reveal ancient spirits ... more and modern madness.
Behind the Sun was formed on the edges of Israel’s vast Negev desert. The music and lyrics on their debut album speak of their personal trials and tribulations living in this heavenly but harsh land. less

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Track Name: Second December
They died standing up,
frozen with palms at their sides.
A second December,
no less bitter than the first.
Further and further beneath,
dreams decay,
And days flew by like grains of sand,
with no one to catch them in outstretched hand.

One by one the walls came down ... never to be built again...

Turned from the pain
A body of empty regret
Faced in the end
With what you could not forget

The shadows grew longer against the old stone walls,
and the ox refused to pull the wagon forth.
The wellspring which had turned the hills to green,
dried up and bled them gray again.
Time tugged harder against the revolving wheels,
until they were silent and spun no more.
A quiet descended from the heavens and covered the land,
and buried our acts in the veils of the past.

Turned from the pain
A body of empty regret
Faced in the end
With what you could not forget

Turned from the pain
A body of empty regret
Resigned in the end
To what you would not forget
Track Name: Wishful Thinking
damning praise of followers
gone to your head
trapped in self mythology
your ego wants you dead
when the walls come tumbling down
to take you in their embrace
your absence will go unnoticed
another fool will take your place

and if you let yourself believe
the ends control the means
you will find yourself
down on your knees
waving at the darkness
can't see the forest for the trees
another case of wishful thinking
buried out at sea

the deck chairs need rearranging
the ice is on its way
a glass of refreshing kool aid
to wash away the taste
called out holding nothing
king of jokers once again
don't blame the odds when you take the fall
but the fool who ignored them

and if you let yourself believe
for one moment - the ends control the means
you will quickly find yourself
down on your knees
waving blindly at the darkness
can't see the forest for the trees
another case of wishful thinking
buried out at sea
Track Name: Nothing but a Stain
Would you lay me down?
And would you lay me down in vain?
'cause here lies before you
your son's holy ghost
he's dug you up

wake before the morrow
accept nothing but the pain
see the sun forgives you
leaves nothing but a stain

to me it begs the question
would you even want to have him back?
the eternal's shadow
this humanity I lack

and as I hide behind my smoke screen of dismay
the minutes crawl across the clock out in the hall
each breath from me that reluctantly escapes
is one more than what I granted you to take

wake before the morrow
accept nothing but the pain
see the sun forgives you
leaves nothing but a stain

wake before the morrow
accept nothing but the pain
see the sun forgives you
leaves nothing but a stain
Track Name: Still
Left at peace I cannot function
silenced without force applied
held at gunpoint fear of failure
potential of the edge decides
concentrate to read the future
call the hands on deck
the ancient clarity and measure
still enough to meet the task

the wind cries, the storm dies, the sea retreats

the presence of mind gathered
to shut the buzz and thunder out
discipline of youth remembered
to deny the universe aloud
the rebel yell will not unnerve you
the human wave in all its force
the tide will break, the break will stay
a monument upon the shore

the wind cries, the storm dies, the sea retreats
my barriers, my barriers will not be breached
Track Name: Running Water
There is nothing left to hold on to
Because I’ve outlived all my fears
All my worldly obligations have been fulfilled
No more reasons to remain here

I could live out my days in this familiar cage
Content to know these thoughts are mine
But after all these years I have no face left to save
Just a random collection of lines

I’m burning pages to fill the ink again
These flames consume my days
This delicate self-medication
In only one direction conveys

I could live out my days in this familiar cage
Content to know these thoughts are mine
But after all these years I have no face left to save
Just a random collection of lines

And when I break these chains that hold me down
They can never be repaired
I know reality is distorted through these lenses
Will I see it any better once I’m there?

Who needs running water, I’ve got space and time
If those two hands pull me forward I’ll be fine

All these years of contemplation
Seem more distant than a foreign land
I see these notes I wrote myself on these four walls
In a language I don’t understand

I could live out my days in this familiar cage
Content to know these thoughts are mine
But after all these years I have no face left to save
Just a random collection of lines

And when I break these chains that hold me down
They can never be repaired
I know reality is distorted through these lenses
Will I see it any better once I’m there?

Who needs running water, I’ve got space and time
If those two hands pull me forward I’ll be fine
Track Name: Fifteenth Dawn
good morning, isolation
my old friend, we're one again
hidin' out in these foreign clothes
dragged across the same old fields

gone, gone
drawn from you
for far too long
fifteenth dawn

hello, desperation
we've come face to face again
good evening, endless night
freezing cold, hours and hours
lend me your ears and we'll reflect
on the nature of this
one sided deal

gone, gone
drawn from you
for far too long
fifteenth dawn

the war is over
the billboards shout
it never ends
the fuel never runs out
if war is the answer
who's asking the question?
if war is the answer
change the question

let's change the question
Track Name: Professionals
Let us lie awhile
and tell tall tales till dawn
we'll wake before the generals
and together see them off
you burn the dispatches
and I'll put the kettle on

beware of the professionals
poets whores revolutionaries
they have no interest
in curing anything

these coffee grounds almost
make life worth living out
if it wasn't for that
hissing on your radio
he lacks the courtesy
to off himself at home

beware of the professionals
poets whores revolutionaries
they have no interest
in curing anything

that old snake oil salesman
is back again
the strings have wrung
his puppets dead
we dance down
the same old ground
to our graves...
Track Name: Sour Days
Now that darkness rules the day
I never get to see you
to run my hands across your face
I never get to feel you
rain is coming,
I know that now
Its smell is all around me
so won’t you wash me out.

Wash me down
clear my mind
help me think
and redefine
what is real
what is not
in this maze of sour days

I wish that I could find
the back-door to my mind
a safe haven in my head
that will stop me from going blind
a crack of light in this fuzzy gray
to lift the blockings from my way.

Lift them up
set me free
let me run
aimlessly
show me a way
the real way out
of this maze of sour days
Track Name: Brother
Brother, I was weak when you were strong,
you suffer of my own making.
Would you accept my apologies in advance?
I can't help myself to walk away

I chain you to this earth
I watch the shovel turn
I see you lowered down
under this hollowed ground

I'm powerless to change
your bitter fate
cowardice and pain
but I won't turn away

I led you to this path
you tread alone

And I chose the eastern star,
but it was a false dawn.
The nightmare rained down hard,
on those I had convinced I knew it all.

I'm powerless to change
your bitter fate
cowardice and pain
but I won't turn away

I led you to this path
you tread alone
Track Name: Strong Wind
last night a snake shared her water
must've got beneath her skin
she showed me how to shoot this metal toy
and where to hide the pin


she said when the strong wind blows and the air gets cold
from Zion gate down to Mexico
we're gonna go...be buried here together
might as well wake up happy


last night I slept with a Bedouin princess
now there's a mark on both our heads
when her brother finds out he's gonna take his Kalashnikov
and shoot us both down dead


she said when the strong wind blows and the air gets cold
from Zion gate down to Mexico
we're gonna go...be buried here together
might as well wake up happy


so when I fix your truck by the side of the road
girl, and your red hair glistens like the finest gold
when the night is lit by other planet's skies
like a prophet speaking with a thousand eyes
when the birds let you in on your next few days
and the lions are willing to die for your name
when the strong wind blows and the air gets cold
from Zion gate down to Mexico
we're gonna go...be buried here together
might as well wake up happy