Hide

See the silver lining painted in the sky
Do it now or never
Spent the whole day drivin', forgive me if I try
To somehow make it better

Dad used to say, "Son, you listen to me.
It's cold outside in the world of defeat.
Take your time when you choose whose side you're
 on
'cause enemies might turn out to be friends and
 friends might be gone."

Want to be a great leader, one two three
You've got to play with fever
I'll show you, come and see
If you go out undecided
you'll soon get hit
'cause if your mind is still divided
You can't hide it, you can't hide it, you can't
 hide it
Yeah, well if you ain't got the wits you'd
 better be steppin' aside, pal

Drivin' though the city, ridin' on my own
Tryin' to stay in the saddle
Walls closing in on you, man you got to be gone
When the snakes around start to rattle

You gotta keep this damn game goin' with your
 heart full of regrets
You're cold as you smoke one of your last
 cigarettes
Death's waitin' 'round the corner, you feel
 like the victim of your crime
But there's no one there to hurt you, just the
 killers in your mind

Want to be a great leader, one two three
You've got to play with fever
I'll show you, come and see
If you go out undecided
you'll soon get hit
'cause if your mind is still divided
You can't hide it, you can't hide it, you can't
 hide it
Yeah, well if you ain't got the guts you'd
 better be steppin' aside, pal

In the days when I was young and innocent and
 had no place to go
I had a dream in mind of the life I'd find when
 I'd overcome the all-time-low
These days I don't think about that anymore
My eyes were blind, I was in some kind of daze
 when I was thinkin' 'bout the new direction
I didn't know what I was headin' for that night
 when everything I'd been began to fade
I thought that the sweet smell of money was
 worth the trade

Want to be a great leader, one two three
You've got to play with fever
I'll show you, come and see
If you go out undecided
you'll soon get hit
'cause if your mind is still divided
You can't hide it, you can't hide it, you can't
 hide it
Yeah, well if you ain't got the wits
Yeah and if you ain't got the guts
Yeah if you ain't got it, boy, you'd better be
 steppin' aside

Unser Flo singt ja bekanntlich nicht nur ausgesprochen gut, sondern ist auch ein begnadeter Pianist. Auch wenn er bei dem etwas anders klingendem Song auf der CD sicher nicht an seine technischen Grenzen geht, ist Hide dennoch kein Gitarren-, sondern eher ein Klavier-Song, der sich gewaschen hat.
Ein bisschen Rock, etwas Funk und ein bisschen Pop in viereinhalb Minuten vereint; und schon hat der Zuhörer mit Blended mal etwas anders Bekanntschaft geschlossen.
Es gilt also: Für alle, die sich eine kurze Auszeit von elektrischen Gitarren nehmen, aber dennoch nicht auf schwungvolle Musik verzichten wollen, ist Titel Nummer 9 ein heißer Anspiel-Tipp, der sich auf keinen Fall verstecken braucht!