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Charlotte says
04:16
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Charlotte says
Come out tonight and see me
I know you think it's late
But I'm not the least bit sleepy
It wasn't taking us that long
To get where we belong
We were finding our own way
At times we fell apart
We were losing what was ours
Then craving it again
Charlotte says
I can't stand this verbal muzac
It's much too much
We need to get our own silence back
It wasn't taking us that long
To get where we belong
We were finding our own way
At times we fell apart
We were losing what was ours
Then craving it again
I saw you by chance on your bike one day
The wind in your face your head held high
Enjoying your ride zooming by
You were driving fast but carefully
Ringing your bell joyfully
I was standing beside motionless
Watching you driving away
Charlotte says
This too will pass
But that's alright
Things change they don't last
It wasn't taking us that long
To get where we belong
We were finding our own way
At times we fell apart
We were losing what was ours
Then craving it again
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2. |
A darker blue
04:02
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I misunderstood acted too slow
But when I did I knew what to do
A full day of sensing what would come
Was the sweetest feeling to know
I woke up in a Leonard Cohen album sleeve
Dark wooden furniture, a fan, no TV
In the old parts I was happy and lost
It was so easy to just disappear
From where I sat I would hear
The women talking in the yard
Their English feather-light and fine
Just barely touching on each word
I got trashed and I cared
And let it dampen all my joy
Maybe growing up would be
Not needing the nod of every long lost love
Never used to worry but then I did
About things not working out the way they ought to do
Having to start everything up
So very little came of its own accord
From where I sat I would hear
The women talking in the yard
Their English feather-light and fine
Just barely touching on each word
The lights went off upstairs
In a room that no one else knew
Outside the light slowly turned
Into a darker blue
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This side of paradise
03:19
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I was so thrown away
I was so detached
She had the kind of beauty
You know will last
Through the broken strangeness
She saw my stance
I turned those first looks back
With a stalker glance
I've been let out
You told me to
I don't even know what to say anymore
But once I did it right
Once I did it alright
I was a chosen man
In the right light
We turned into ourselves
Almost by chance
But it's not enough to do it
Just right once
I've been let out
You told me to
I don't even know what to say anymore
Stories and tales
They mess you up
What happened to someone else
Won't happen to us
We've had our own set
Of misfortunes
Trying to tear us up
I've been let out
You told me to
I don't even know what to say anymore
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4. |
Bessie
02:43
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Bessie oh Bessie I didn't understand
I turned her invitation down
Bessie oh Bessie I am a fool
Not even precaution is that cold
I think of her still
I can't get past that thrill
Of wondering what it would be like
Bessie oh Bessie I wish I had known
I misread shyness for dread
Bessie oh Bessie I let her go
Didn't want to seem eager didn't want it to show
In dreams she still comes to me
More often than anyone else
And it never goes further than it did
Bessie oh Bessie now I wait
By the train every morning for her to come
Bessie oh Bessie the moment passed
She's long gone now but the tremble will last
In my room in the dark
By the window looking out
Everything you just almost almost had
In my room in the dark
By the window looking out
Everything you just almost almost had
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5. |
Burn baby burn
04:04
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I go to work when the clock's on time
I don't feel the smell so I don't mind
I'm never late I'm rather safe than sorry
It's my tenth year working at the crematory
End of the day I'm just as sharp
Outside's my baby waiting in the car
Hang my coat up put my own clothes on
Five minutes past we're on the run
Burn baby burn
Burn baby burn
Well now it's not like we don't have other things to do
But we like being out on those empty roads
She likes to drive and she does it well
And I'm finding songs on the radio
Burn baby burn
Burn baby burn
She was driving as fast as she likes to do
The wheels were spinning and the motor too
I felt so good I leaned over and kissed her
She never had a chance to see that 18-wheeler
Now my bell is sounding like it always does
I will get on up and I will catch the bus
But today won't be like any other day
'Cause today I'll be burning my baby away
Burn baby burn
Burn baby burn
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Don't go
02:49
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I know you're troubled
I know you're worried
I know you're burdened
I know you're sorry
Don't go
Don't go
I know you're troubled
I know you're worried
I know you're despairing
I know you're sorry
But don't go too far
Into your darkness
Where I can't come for you
Where I can't be loved by you
Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
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7. |
Good Friday
03:29
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It's Good Friday
But nothing's even closed
The mall around the corner stays open
TV's sending glittery game shows
We didn't even ask for it
Someone's suffering for us
We didn't even ask for it
Someone's suffering for us
It's Good Friday
It's a long long Friday
It's a longer Friday
Than we'll ever have
And all I do today is waiting
For something to appear
Guilt takes me on a trip
Down through the years
We didn't even ask for it
Someone's suffering for us
We didn't even ask for it
Someone's suffering for us
It's Good Friday
It's a long long Friday
It's a longer Friday
Than we'll ever know
That chilling cry of doubt
When the sky grew dark
And we sit in the void
Waiting for a spark
We didn't even ask for it
Someone's suffering for us
We didn't even ask for it
Someone's suffering for us
It's Good Friday
It's a long long Friday
It's a longer Friday
Than we'll ever know
Than we'll ever have
Than we'll ever know
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I'm hearing the rumours all over the place
And now they're telling it straight to my face
That you're out running with this sweetheart of mine
You won't go to prison but you're committing a crime
Your own woman is stranded at home
Staying so patiently on her own
While you're out doing her wrong
She's waiting for you when she ought to be gone
You can tempt and try to buy
You can cheat and you can lie
But you can never look a woman in the eyes
You think you're smart and on the right track
To get a new one and the other one back
You think your talking will settle it all
But watch it close and you'll see yourself fall
You can tempt and try to buy
You can cheat and you can lie
But you can never look a woman in the eyes
You can never look a woman in the eyes
Unless you're there to tell her goodbye
You just watch me I can still act cool
I won't fight you I'm not a fool
I'll just let her see who you really are
Then she'll ask you to go some place far
You can tempt and try to buy
You can cheat and you can lie
But you can never look a woman in the eyes
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9. |
Where are you now?
04:59
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Not depressed really as much as just tired, and bored
On the sofa watching Simpsons
And that's the good part of it all
Food products would be turning bad in my kitchen
If there were any
Turntable's playing tirelessly Judy Collins
I just need something to keep my mind occupied
Something good to quietly obsess about
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
What's the word for kindness you're looking for
Nothing's neglected or ignored
Sleeping alone is not so bad when you just want the sleep
Leaving the house is good for you too, I've heard
I just need something to keep my mind occupied
Something good to quietly obsess about
In a large reception hall the lights were glowing warm
Do we know each other or are we just looking
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
You can save it in your memory and come back to it later
When there's no one around and you wish someone was
The phone is cold and you keep wondering
If something you said came out all wrong, somehow
I just need something to keep my mind occupied
Something good to quietly obsess about
Now I wear all of your fingerprints
You said I want to be glued like a stamp on you
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
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Little boy in a souvenir store
Carefully choosing between some little things
You would like to have
Your mother by your side
Patiently waiting for you to decide
It has to be just right to save the memory
And then you can look at it when you get back home
Someone who wants the best for you
And takes you to see faraway places
While you're struggling to keep your own world intact
Finding the right little thing
Will help you with that
You just want to be left to yourself
To go through your things in the order you must
But you're dragged to the car
To some friends you don't know
To be like a boy with people around
So you don't get to do all you planned you should do
But to your surprise you can deal with that
Someone who breaks your shut world apart
And takes you to see wide open spaces
You're struggling to keep your own world intact
Finding the people outside, would change some of that
And the years will go on and you'll learn how to live
Among people and dogs, buildings and trees
But you'll still need your time and you'll really just care
About what you know to be true inside your own mind
So you'll still be that boy trying hard to decide
What's just right for you to help you be fine
Someone who wants the best for you
And comes with you to see faraway places
You're struggling to keep your own world intact
Finding the right little things
Will help you with that
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11. |
Sleep my friend
04:46
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Rime up the window
Snow covered cars
You're sleeping in front of me
Naked and calm
You're so far away now in your own world
But if you wake up I will be here
If your tranquility turns into fear
I walked around your circles
Your eyes hit the floor
Turning ever so slowly
I couldn't sense you no more
I thought you wanted another man
That you wanted another man
Than the one that I think that I am
Sleep my friend
Sleep my friend
And let's forget that we're hurting again
And you told me you worried
That soon I would go
That I'd seen too much
To be staying with you
Your hands grab my pillow
Your lips part for air
In a dream I can't follow
Somewhere under your hair
A few more hours then the bells will sound
And by then it's a new day and new it will be
With lights and warmth and peace
Sleep my friend
Sleep my friend
And let's forget that we're hurting again
Sleep my friend
Sleep my friend
Still you may sleep my darling friend
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12. |
What are you made of?
06:43
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You rest so peacefully
Your long limbs straight
You wake with a tired smile
Across your face
I was walking aimlessly
But being fine on my own
Still hoping for something to come to me
Then I met you
It was so easy it was confusing us
The lack of resistance threw us off
Just trying to figure out
What are you made of?
Taking the train hime instead of lunch
Where you waited for me
It was so sweet to slowly find out
What are you made of?
You're bright and shiny at the same time
And warm and cool
You're going deep with light and ease
What are you made of?
And I told you late one night
But I'm not sure you recall
I believe, in a trusting wood knocking way
In spite of it all
Your part in my life seemed larger
Than mine in yours
We were playing different hands
What are you made of?
The largest department store in all Berlin
They let us taste their wine
We toasted and laughed and we both knew
Good things are good to find
You're waking on the sofa now
And then you turn around
Your eyes find mine across the room
What are you made of?
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Stellan Wahlstrom Drift Band Stockholm, Sweden
Modern big-city folk rock from Swedish singer-songwriter Stellan Wahlström, fomerly a member ot The Wylde Mammoths (Crypt Records).
The new album "As real as in a dream" is now released!
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