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AN OPEN SCORE
You wish me well in life with my chest left wide open Can't you sew up the wound? Content is likely broken I'm digging where I stand for treasures lost in time now The simplest slight of hand could never leave my mind now But then you walk in the door. A pretty smile and an open score I know when we look back at our lives when we're older Change will be out of reach and weigh hard on our shoulders But then you'll walk in the door, a pretty smile and an open score But then you'll walk in the door, petty problems gone forevermore A WHISPER, A BLISTER I am but a whisper in a shouting world I've noticed now that whispers are never seen and never heard I am but a blister. Bust and burst too easily You notice now that I've been plotting this too drastically Soon now we'll find whatever we may look for It might not be right but that's not what we came for No, that's not what we're here for And you know that the skies will shine a light on you And you know that the wishes that you hold inside you will come true And you know the apocalypse will follow through Cuz it's here for you, yes it's here for you Soon now we'll find whatever we may look for It might not be right but that's not what we came for No, that's not what we're here for I am but a human, falling low occasionally I've noticed now that you've been taking steps away from me BASEBALL BAT PERSUASIVE We're all looking for something that may be well out of reach You get those twitches of passion. They hint that something's complete Dropping a line in a note-book. Telling a smile from a frown Tonight I'll rest with the notion there's no stopping us now It might be way out of line now to even wish for the best I should be filled with content now and not complain like the rest But you're all slipping away now. Fill your days with contentment I'll have to win you back over by being baseball bat persuasive Oh, I can't take it, I can't take it no more I get so close, I almost call it mine and then I'm left so far behind So if you wanna dig for gold my friend, go dig it somewhere else And if you wanna call it off my friend Will you tell it to my face and let me rock this town? So if you wanna build a safety net, go build it somewhere else Here's my dejected bitterness. Shove your degree and go to hell Cause I just wanna rock this town BOTTOM OF THE SEA Now the city smells like coffee and candy Still the winter here is nothing for me Piercings sounds are piercing right through me It would help a great deal if just the daylight could last You and your kind always seem to be laughing When I was your age I guess that I did too December is too cold to let anything come through December is too cold to let any wish come true It has the sound waves freeze to ice When I try to get through to you I don't really think that you can hear me Cuz as far as I know you ain't ever been At the bottom of the sea now The bottom of the sea now, all the compliments received now What are they to you? A pretty girl like you I guess it's nothing new And if you tell me one more time to cheer up Let the feelings got that keep me low I'll only go back down to the bottom of the sea now The bottom of the sea now. All rejection passed on me now Feels like something I could have done without When I'm down here alone I should have known from the start That this was nothing to believe in A pretty girl like you and naïve boy like me Should have known from the start That this was nothing to put trust in A silly game like you and a playful cub like me THE BRACKETS Hold on tighter little one, you could be the only one If you separate the brackets from whatever we've become I wouldn't let you slip aside, if you only could abide With instinctual decisions and a somewhat bumpy ride But is there something on your mind? I have feared it all the time The space within the brackets gives the clean its spots of grime THE CUTLERY Put the everyday where it belongs Away from all those days of gold and glitter You wouldn't wanna get them mixed up and confuse the two Put the cutlery back in its box It's not for anything but mindless eating Might look like silver but it's not It's stainless steel, not worth a lot I want to know what you do when you've been through a lot And you wanna turn it upside down And you wanna turn it all around Put the book right back in its shelf It's not for anything but real mindful reading Most certainly you will learn to respect the written word And how it changes on my whims I want to know what you do when you've been through a lot And you wanna turn it upside down And you wanna turn it all around You need to wake up and smell the coffee Cuz your ship is going down DIALECTIC DOOM Everything I know in this city is built on icy rocks so pretty Everything is know in this city is built on you The concrete yard gives you a scrubbed knee When you're down and out make sure you count your teeth Capital letters shade the nitty-gritty, it's a pity When the kids come in they will be weathering Vinddraget och Rimfrost, Yrväder och Solrök Norrsken och Månsken och Centrums sorg Everyday I'm bored in this city I can't believe I was born in this city You say everyone's a whore in this city and it brings me down Everyone's a flaw in this city. But there's always TV and ice hockey To pave the way for dialectic doom, the dialectal boom You slide into a fractured mono tune You screw yourself but you feel committed and it's shitty in this city I hope the holes in the road do what they are supposed to I hope the art that you hate does everything to expose you When the kids come in they will be weathering Vinddraget och Rimfrost, Yrväder och Solrök Norrsken och Månsken och Centrums sorg ELECTRIC EELS As I walk the curving streets of an unfamiliar town I miss you my dear, but I shall feel no fear Though the wishful spirits of the ones I kept so near Are no longer here I won't get the shovel And bury you inside me where you really ought to be As I plunge the darkened waters of the tears we used weep I'm in too deep but I'm treading water A hundred hungry demons of defeat are lurking near Electric eels loaded with repulse. It stings and burns But I won't get the shovel and bury you inside me Where you really ought to be. FOR LOST MEN Oh, little baby come home. Don't keep us waiting no more We've been wanting so long for you to come home Just walk in that door. A big smile on like before Beloved child please some soon. This weary wait's long overdue Don't leave us hanging no more by that thread that you wove When they threw you in a car and drove Off on that constant endless rove. Way too long to hold a trove for lost men Tied up to the foot of a bed Oh, baby please come back safe. We pray to god it's not too late to see a lucky twist of fate But the parts of you they stole rid the halves from the whole You decided they will never get your soul And supper's on the stove. Here will always be your cove GIVE ME OPEN SORES Give me a fool-proof vision, give me trusty chords Give me a healthy mission, give me open sores I cannot wait till the day that they come running to me I shove away all the things that I know just cannot be Give me all adventure, rid the old and stale Give me things to die for, the rest is up for sale HERE'S TO HAPPINESS Give this day in the calendar a big red number Let May 22nd be a day to remember From behind glass you've been looking at me For three years in September Give this aching, breaking feeling a body it can cling to I've had my doubts before but never was I about to break you From behind glass you're now looking away I thought a solid frame would hold you "But don't be mad for this was never my intention" I'm just sad over this sudden resignation And I'm mad cuz I held on and you're bad cuz you let go This ain't rad, excuses are lame His hands in your hair. You escaped the frame Frame this date in the calendar with a big red circle The blackest of Mondays and the bluest of hurdles April fools and May does too my aching bones discovered "But don't be mad for this was never my intention" I'm just sad over this fucked up intervention And I'm mad cuz I held on and you're bad cuz you let go This ain't rad, excuses are lame His hands in your hair. You escaped the summer We could have spent it together Here's to happiness, oh my limbs are about to sever Here's to us now and your brand new lover His hands in your hair is such a major shame I WILL FOLLOW YOU She lives with her mother in a little flat they can barely afford She spends all her money on cigarettes and alcohol She listens to Dylan and and some noisy bands from Tokyo If she was here now I would walk right up and say hello Cuz I would rather see her down here Than hanging around those teenage freaks There's no one else I'd rather hang with There's no place else I'd rather be She takes a walk on a cold day For good health and for some other reason She'll dress up warm in clothes that are never going out of season But I would rather see her down here Than hanging around those teenage freaks There's no one else I'd rather hang with There's no place else I'd rather be I will follow you Into the misty lights of dawn where our slow lives carry on And when she's over she'll flick my tongue And she'll make me want her but I come undone There's someone else but she won't tell me There's always something in between But that someone else could never follow Could never haunt you like I do MINOR KEY MONARCHY I know a country where it's oh so hard to host Any kind of jamboree To be the lucky one, the ugly duckling, the quisling to the king To play the black keys in C-major We're strangers in the night, flashing headlights And a fistfight in a bar somewhere This minor key monarchy is mimicking the mess of others It's just the white keys in C-major I know a country where it's oh so hard to host Any kind of jamboree To be the only one, the ugly duckling The quisling to the king, oh save his soul They're gonna hang him at the end of a rope tomorrow And at the funeral We'll play the black keys in C-major THE MONTHS January whispers with a voice so merry What’s new you keep, what’s old you bury Before us sheets lay all unwritten Till February signed your obituary February stepped in when all was weary Provided blood IV just when necessary But the ice once once thick now crackles beneath And March just docked a convenient ferry March bring me water for I am parched Press lightly on this broken arch And when I’m quenched I will move on April knows that you are temporal April oh, you’re such a fool What, did you really think your seeds would rule? As fires burn and crackers blow Of flesh to hay firsthand you’ll know May, May, month of May When you come here will you please stay? But May, May it’s such a shame That June will be here soon And June, June you’re out of tune You’re always bitching like a loon And June, June an FYI Your 31st I’ve got July July, July I cannot lie I’ll never truly be yours, you’ll never truly be mine Cuz July you know you too will die When August comes and takes your life August you’re the one for me From old July you set me free But August, dear, the fall is here When September comes you won’t be here September you sure have a stormy temper And who would’ve thought that I’d ever loose mine But I guess we reap what April sows October comes, now watch me go October you fill my life with red And though I never thought it would be like that, it’s like I just said You inspire me to always stay But grey November sneaks me away November your crude cold alone Has me shivering in marrow, has me shivering in bone When I thought I was yours and yours alone December ensnared me with a ring of snow December you’re nothing like your neighbour November Your diamonds shine brightly next to her amber But years also come to an end And January seals the obituary bend PUNK, HIP-HOP AND INDIE MUSIC Punk, hip-hop and indie music is what I live on, is what I live on RUN A TAB Stay around here a little longer. I don't think it's such a bad idea We could grow a little stronger and grow together at the roots We shouldn't keep the meter running We shouldn't always run a tab Instantly gratificational We will keep track of what we have. What do you have? We should open all the taps now And flood the streets just cuz we can Occupy our own possessions Spill your cup so I can drink. I wanna drink you dry Are you keeping all your books still? Are the sheets still white as snow? Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Is that really what you want? To play it in their hands. Don't play it in their hands! TIME TO REVEAL It's time to reveal all these secrets that we feel Have been moving in our bodies way too long by now I've been holding on for dear life to what I thought no one should know And outside life just passed by in the meantime So go ahead and let your true expression out Or your colors fade to gray I'm sure that it won't hurt you and your lines won't go astray It's time to reveal all these secrets that we feel Have been moving in our bodies way too long by now I've been holding on for dear life to what I thought no one should know And outside life just passed by in the meantime So let it go and press your little finger down To the button with the play I'm sure that it won't hurt you and that time won't move away But I could use some lovin' right now Sure could use your lovin' right now It's time to reveal these secrets that we feel Have been moving in our bodies way too long by now I've been holding on for dear life to what I thought no one should know And outside life just passed by in the meantime VAD VET VI OM SJÄLEN? I lakan eller i din hjärna bor en aldrig svalnande stjärna Vem är frukten, vem är kärnan? Jag har funderat så länge nu På vad som ryms i kött ben och blod. Om det är en flod Som rinner ut i stora hav. En eker i ett ändlöst nav En genomskinlig gas Vandrande vålnader som aldrig kommer fram I lakan eller i din hjärna. Vad vet vi om själen? VALLEYS AND WHATNOT He's standing on a mountain Standing on a mountain-top. Standing on a mountain Standing on a mountain-top Overlooking valleys. Overlooking valleys so deep Overlooking valleys and whatnot Do you wanna come up to me? |
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