Water
https://bertsmeets.bandcamp.com/album/water
The fifteen track album ‘Water’, from Dutch most banned singer-songwriter, music is free but not in Holland but we still need love….water isn’t it?
The melody came first I had no idea where the song is about I played the tune over and over on our piano in the rehearsal room of our ‘hippie’ commune in Wahlwiller, South Holland. Later on the words came and I start having the first idea of the song…water!
I remember when I was a kid (about nine, eight years old) I had the compulsive need to carry a bottle of water. I panicked because I couldn’t swallow anymore so I took precautions to have a bottle of water in my bag. The psychological cause became later clear to me. ( so watch the documentary ‘De Laatste Bus Naar Waubach’).
I couldn’t bear to suppress feelings of the death of my father who died next to me when he passed away after a fight in a pub where he served as a police man.
A lot of things can go wrong when you grow up. My guardian forbade me to carry this bottle of water and throw it away. Later I became ill at boarding school and developed a rash all over my body forcing the Franciscan brothers to keep their hands to themselves.
WATER
It’s on my mind
I’m terrified
I can’t go on without water
Who am I, where am I, I’m losing all borders
oh security
can you give it to me
no I can’t feel the pain
don’t, don’t go away
is it night or day
I’m trying to give tongue, all my loving, I cannot speak
without water
No more troubles, no more sorrow, I cannot live without her
there’s no guarantee well do it for me
no I can’t swallow I can’t swallow I can’t swallow no
I’m doing everything that you want me to do
anything you ask for I depend on you
everything wonderful, everything new
all I need is just a, all I need is water…water
come on come on come on
can’t you see what’s going on
all I’m asking for is just a little bit of….water
Ever-Flower, always praying, never touched, Mother
Stop it I’m faling, dreaming, I’m sleeping, my image
float into water
Can you make it like me and no one to be
no I can’t take it anymore
I can’t take it no more, no more no more
Every time I’m going down I’m pleasing you all
can’t you hear the oceans growing all night long
they are growing, overflowing, can you bring me some
can you bring me, water…water!
come on come on come on
there’s nothing going on, all my reflections gone,
deep down into….Water.
words / music Bert Smeets