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(Magne Furuholmen/Pal
Waaktaar)
Was that somebody screaming...
And wasn't me for sure
I lift my head up from uneasy pillows
Put my feet on the floor
Cut my wrist on a bad thought
And head for the door
Outside on the pavement
The dark makes no noise
I can feel the sweat on my lips
Leaking into my mouth
I'm heading out for the step hills
They're leaving me no choice
And see...as our lives are in the making;
We believe...through the lies and the hating
That love goes free
For want of an option
I run the wind 'round
I dream pictures of houeses burning
Never knowing nithing else to do
With death comes the morning-
Unannounced and new
Was it too much to ask for
To put a little weight...
They forgive anything, but greatness
These are scoundrel days
And I 'm close to calling out their names
As pride hits my face
See...as our lives are in the
making;
We believe...through their lies and the hating
That love goes free
Through scoundrel days
I reach the edge of town
I've got blood in my hair
Their hands touch my body
From everywhere
But I know that I've made it
As I run into the air
And see...as our lives are in the
making;
We believe...through the lies and the hating
That love goes free
Through scoundrel days
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(Magne Furuholmen/Pal
Waaktaar)
They say the world's an eventful place
You give me news
I don't want to know
You say that I should care
That I should speak my mind
But how can I speak of the world rushing by
With a lamp in my throat and tears in my eyes
Have we came to the point of no turning back
Or is it still time to get into the swing of things
Let's us walk to this windless city
I'll go on till the winter gets me
"Sleep..." you wrote "Sleep ,my dear" in a letter somewhere
But how can I sleep with your voice in my head
And an ocean between us and room in my bed
Have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip
Or is it still time to get into the swing of things
When she glows in the dark and I'm weak by the sight
Of this breathtaking beauty in which I can hide
There is a wonderful out there
Of people I fear
But given time I'll get into the swing of things
Yes, when she glows in the dark and I'm struck by the sight
I know that I'll need this for the rest of my life
What have I done? What lies I have
told?
I've played games with the ones that rescued my soul
Have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip
Or is it still time to get into the swing of things ?
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(Pal Waaktaar)
It wasn't rain that washed away
Rinsed out the colors of your eyes
Putting the gun down on the bedside table
I must have realized;
It wasn't rain
That made no difference
And I could sworn it wasn't me
Yet I did it all so coldly
...almost slowly
Plain for all to see
C'mon please now
Talk to me
Tell me;things I could find helpful
how can I stop now...
Is there nothing I can do
I have lost my way
I've beenlosing you
I can still hear our screams competing
You're hissing your s's like a snake
Now in the mirror stands
Half a man
I thought no one could break
It wasn't the rain
That made no difference
...nervously drumming on: run away
But I want the guilt to get me
Thoughts to wreck me
...praying on my mind
Please now
Talk to me
Tell me; things I could find helpful
For how can I stop now...
Is there nothing I can do
I have lost my way
I've been losing you
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(Pal Waaktaar)
Dawn awaits a sleepless English town
Of coloured grey
Here I roam the streets without you
As summer fades away
...down in the city at
nights
The cold winds blow
Wherever you may be right now
It must be getting late
You probably asleep already
I'm wide awake
...down in the city at
nights
"Don't be lonely"
So you've told me
But don't you worry now
Loneliness can be ignored
And time has shown me how
...Down in the city
I'm missing you so much
Down in the city
Down in the city
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(Magne Furuholmen/Pal
Waaktaar)
We sit and watch umbrellas fly
I'm trying to keep my newspaper dry
I'm hear myself say
"My boats leave now"
...so we shake hands and cry
Now I must wake goodbye
Wave goodbye
You know
I don't want to cry again
I don't want to cry again
Don't want to say goodbye
I don't want to cry again
I don't want to run away
Don't want to face this pain
I'll never see your face again
But how
How can you say
that I didn't try
You see things in the dephts of my eyes
That my love's run dry
No...
We leave to their goodbyes
I've come to depend on the look in their eyes
My blood sweet for pain
The wind and the rain
Brings back words of a song
and they say: wave goodbye
But you know
I don't want to fall again
Don't want to know this pain
Don't want another friend
Don't want to try again
Don't want to see you hurt
Don't let me see you hurt
I don't want to cry again
I'll never see your face again
How can you say
that I didn't try
You know I did
You see things in the dephs of my eyes
that my love's run dry
...so I read to myself:
A chance of a lifetime to see new horizons
On the front page
a black and white picture of
Manhattan skyline
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(Magne Furuholmen)
"Night I left the city
I dreamt of a wolf..."*
He came from where the winds are cold
And thruth is seen through keyholes
Stranger longing that can never sleep
Now he's come where heart no beats
Cry wolf
Time to worry
Cry wolf
Time to worry now
You can start but cannot stop
You give in but you cannot give up
You can tell all your desperate jokes
To a world the puts love on hold
Cry wolf
Time to worry
Cry wolf
Time to worry now
...The sunkin eyes
And the pain in his cries
A shape in the dark...
Cry wolf
Time to worry
Cry wolf
Time to worry now
*Citação de Lauren Savoy
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(Magne Furuholmen/Pal
Waaktaar)
One left low left two who left high
They seem so hard to find
Three came twice took once the time
To search...
We're looking for a little,
bewildered girl
We're looking for a little, bewildered girl
We're looking for the whales
Restlessnesss is in our genes
Time won't wear it off
Born into this world with our eyes wide open
Girl, we're looking for a little, bewildered girl
We're looking for a little, bewildered girl
We're looking for the whales
I found angels
Beached outside our doors
Don't you set those lonely eyes on me
we're looking for the whales
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(Pal Waaktaar)
Your face look new against the town
You've come to lose some memories
Like you
I've came to touch new grounds
But you wanna lose
The weight of the wind
Hard on your shoulders
Bringing you down
The one that you love
Will never be found
You speak into the falling rain
Words you've lost but found again
I see their snake arms entuanned
So clear and cruel in your jealous mind
But you wanna lose
The weight of the wind
Hard on your shoulders
Bringing you down
The one that you love
Will never be found
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(Magne Furuholmen)
Maybe you were joking when you said that
you were
walking out on me
Maybe maybe
Maybe I was joking when I said that I was runnung out
on you
Maybe maybe
I could be wrong, so wrong
I could be wrong, so wrong
yes, I could be wrong
I don't know, but it's been said
Decisions travel far from heart to head
Maybe maybe
Maybe it was over
When you chucked me out the Rover
At full speed
Maybe maybe
I could be wrong ,so wrong
I could be worng, so wrong
Yes,I could be wrong
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(Magne Furuholmen/Pal
Waaktaar)
The soft rains of April are over
The soft rains of April are over,over
Anybody home now?
I'm on the phone now,please...
The soft rains of April are over
The ferry across the water to Dover, over
Anybody home now?
I am on the phone, I'd like to go back
Is it rainning back home?
I am so alone
Just go up today and my thoughts are miles away
With you
Well, they gave me four years
Three more to go
Keep writing letters
Time's passing so slow
Time passing so slow
The soft rains of April are over
The soft rains of April are over
Over
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