fredag den 14. januar 2011

Yesterday could have been the best day of my life

It could all have been so nice

I would have wanted to relive it twice


Yesterday could have been the best day of my life

But now it has already passed by

Every single hour and the entire night


Yesterday could have been the best day of my life

It could have been so nice

so nice

I'd want to relive it twice

relive it twice

so nice

it could have been so nice

mandag den 10. januar 2011

torsdag den 6. januar 2011

Dear Mr. Snowman
why so afraid of the heat
Don't you see the thousand sparrows
lying dead and frozen at your feet

Take me to the edge of town
out where you grew up
Mr. Snowman give in to the fire
it will help you loosen up

Defrost Mr. Snowman
Let me invite you inside
I'll give you such sweetness in the night
drama, sex and suicide

tirsdag den 4. januar 2011

Let me explain to you the meaning of a goodbye
It means that I'm not there to take you home
When the lights go out and the music dies
No you'll stand all alone just hearing the sound
of my last words to you
"This is goodbye"
When I caught you in the kitchen
you were kissing
Yes I know
That was twenty years ago
Dont ask me how I'm doing
Cause I really don't know

Where I'm going
Where I'm going

Something unexplainable
rising from below

mandag den 3. januar 2011

What if I did, what could I have done
We all said fine but still I'm chasing the sun
It's summer in December when the rain starts to run
Falling down heavenly, long gone fun

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You said you were told that our love was true
But you shouldn't trust everything the gypsy tells you
And you stayed here when I told you not to run
But honey you should never believe a man with a gun

And I could tell you that it’s a wild world out there
But baby that’s not my job
You know It’s just filled with lonely people
Who’ll do anything not to grow up

And the day you finally reach the big city you’ll see
Why your mother told you to stay away from guys like me

søndag den 2. januar 2011

There’s a certain soul that grows

Takes control to a level

Unbalanced threshold

Oh no

Not to show

It’s tricky when trouble triggers I know

Like a chigger sucking blood of your throat

Oh no

No not to show

No not to

I’m a divided person

I’m a divided person

But always, always yet a polite person

Every time

Every time

All around

Through every apartment

I go from door to door till I find identity

While changing every single story

So that every man and every woman will see

Not see me

Through every apartment

I go from door to door till I find identity

And changing every single story

While well aware about these things never could be

Be me

So lets celebrate the love that we once had
Even though it has now gone bad
Because honey, I hear it in your voice
You can’t deny it, love is still your drug of choice

So come on over honey, lean in and kiss me
Even though I know you hate me
Block out its ear-splitting noice
I promise, I’ll let love be the drug of choice

We despised eachother for years and years
Drowned this marrige in our fears
Now this is the only thing that gives us joy
When it comes to nacotics, love is still my drug of choice
You say you could have frozen to death in the snow
On that new years eve so many years ago
Turned all blue wearing nothing but your sisters coat
That is what you think of as time pass by
And you grow old

Sweet, sweet blue
You let noone
Come close to you

A train is riding through the landscape at night
Heavily breathing, quitely passing by
You want to get on but it’s already out of sight
All you have left is the railroads to follow
Shining fishbones in moonlight

Sweet, sweet blue
You let noone
Come close to you
Sweet, sweet blue
Noone runs as fast
As you do

And when you finaly return to the wolf pack
People just ask you why you’re back
To this small town where the roads are black
You search them for a lonely heart
You can highjack
Hey baby, write me a letter
I think I might be falling out of love with you
It’s not that dreamt of us ending
I just don’t know what else to do

Hey baby, hours are passing
So if you could write me one last letter
Just a quick note on a table coaster
I’m sure we would soon feel better

You know sometimes
It has to hurt to feel good
And you and I have spend all our dimes
In this jukebox of love

Hey baby, we are nothing but memories now
Silver was the river that we once floated down by
And bright as gold were the stars
That once led our way at night

Nothing but memories now