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Featherbrain is a risky album. Both dissonant and lyrical, it is music for headphones and notebooks. Its intimate, eccentric sounds demand your intimacy and your eccentricity, but the effort is rewarded: a personal and honest sonic world opens up, in fact, so sincere Hukkelberg had to toughen up to record it. Listen carefully. Hukkelberg's music has always been about personal sound. This has given her great artistic freedom to move effortlessly between genres, and her three previous albums are defined by utterly distinct soundscapes: debut Little Things (2005) was eccentric and adventurous, second offering Rykestrasse 68 (2007) warm and lyrical, and third album Blood From A Stone (2009) explored a huge, romantic indie rock canvas. The otherworldly take on pop, jazz and art rock has given Hukkelberg a wide audience internationally, and in 2010 she toured with Wilco. This was also the year she travelled to New York to write new material. The result is Featherbrain, combining the noisy guitars and heavy rhythms of Blood From A Stone with a more stripped-down, lyrical lightness. She explains: ”This album feels like the missing link, the record that concludes my first years as a solo artist...Featherbrain is its own beast, but it still has aspects of the other three in it.” Several songs on Featherbrain sound like old home recordings. Every song has its own place, as if you're wandering from room to room in Hukkelberg's world – her kitchen and church in The Time And I And What We Make, a New York apartment in The Bigger Me. I Sing You, with a gothic harpsichord, multiple string instruments and mystical vocal, evokes a dark, old wooden house she has lived in. Accompanying her are a small family of musicians – producer/multi-instrumentalist Kåre Vestrheim (Motorspycho, Jaga Jazzist, Marit Larsen, Shining, Katzenjammer, Superfamily), guitarist Ivar Grydeland (Huntsville, Dans Les Arbres), vocalist Mai Elise Solberg (Ontz, VOM) – as well as Sigurd Hukkelberg, Hanne's father, playing the church organ in her home town of Kongsberg. The feeling of home recordings doesn't make the album cosy – but it makes the music sound intimate, moving and imperfect – guitar notes distort, a piano moves in and out of tune. It sounds lived, not just dreamed. And this gives life to a new and more personal Hukkelberg – her voice is equally imperfect. She wobbles, improvises and confesses. First single My Devils opens with a few simple piano chords, before her voice breaks it all down with a snarl: ”HAH!” The track continues, shifting between a free-flowing, staggering verse and a melodic feast of a chorus, before accelerating into a flamboyant, razor-sharp vocal arrangement. "they tear apart and reconstruct my personal, inner pictures" sings Hukkelberg, her voice layered in intensely beautiful dissonant takes, bringing to mind an experimental, aggressive chorus of Elizabeth Fraser. Closing track Erik, sung in Norwegian, is a duet with Erik Vister, an 88-year old classically trained singer. The lyrics, sung to a detuned piano, deal with asceticism – owning little, appreciating the little things, being humble. This is an important theme on the album – being a good person, the human quality. Vister's ancient, beautiful voice against Hukkelberg's brings out the most beautiful quality there is: the imperfect, honest existence. This is Featherbrain's biggest achievement – creating a kind of antique pop music, at the same time brittle and soft, powerful and fragile, but most of all overwhelmingly human.
Little Things - 2005-06-14 -
Hoist Anchor (Instrumental) Searching Little Girl Cast Anchor Do Not as I Do Balloon Displaced Ease Conversion True Love Kæft Words & A Piece of Paper Boble
Rykestrasse 68 - 2006-09-05 -
Berlin Cheater's Armoury The Pirate Fourteen The Northwind Obelix Break My Body Ticking Bomb Pynt
Lucy The successor after the professor
Little Things
*** Thanx a lot to Marcellus & Gry for these lyrics ***
Searching I was a lovely hunter With just fingers and a palm I'd hunt a dust through a gentle breeze And grab it between the point and thumb I raised a dust, started the search The more I tried the harder it became But when I sat down, it fell into my hand I was a lonely hunter Bow and arrow on my back I couldn't see, had to count on my heart Then i knew i would find the one I tried the best i could But got lost in the woods Searched all night, but couldn't see But now that I can see My man will come to me
Little girl Go, little girl, to the woods, the trees They've been waiting for you and your Springscream in green You've come to make them see And to set them free And then run into spring Run, little girl, and bring your spade Start to dig up their cold and frozen souls You'll see that far underneath There's a soul you can take With you into the spring Thoughts of the winter; freezing cold and tired White and burying snow slowly, slowly Laid the woods to sleep Everything is lying still Until somebody wakes them Listen, little girl, the sun will tell you that All the rays will come visit you now The sun will spread its light and Bring you all into the spring
Cast Anchor Once i had this urge to go sailing Leaving the shore in a boat of wood. Sailing, sailing on, all alone I will cast anchor a place where it's calm And stay for a while Sit back and wonder how things are down under and smile Not the urge to go somewhere else Not the urge to blow away Not the urge to travel far But the urge for standstill I can imagine the fine weather Sunrays' playing between kind waves A jumping fish says hello and the birds are singing
Do not as i do She was haunted by the dead but friendly ghosts. As her helpers they stayed as her hosts. And the reason why she kept them was her fear for herself. Yes, she was dangerous, she might Drink some wine, sing all night, mess up the yard, Steal a man, rape his love, then throw it away And she became what she tried to avoid, she said Do now as i say, darling, not as i do. See the way i play, kid, not do as i do. Do do dodo do do dodo do do not as i do Or you'll feel blue. That which no one knew was that her own love was gone, Stolen from her dead man long ago. Their son was treated bad 'cause of her ego and selfish thoughts. She cared less 'bout him than 'bout her own. He was soft, now he's hard, Seemingly strong. All he gets is empty looks, No confirmation. All he was taught was throught her and (to) keep quiet, see Do now as i say, darling, not as i do.... It was like a crime she can't undo. Now nothing can be done and It runs in his blood, too It's not possible to teach a kid by preaching When you do the opposite. Do now as i say, darling, not as i do...
Balloon He still held my hand in his thread His head filled with helium Pulled me up so i couldn't walk But look at things from a different angle To hang on to my balloon And to be shown a glimpse of the truth Made my cheek flush and my mouth smile My chest's like a cage full of butterflies It tickled and i laught ”such a rare, rare joy” Suddenly the balloon loosened itself, he said “I have to move further on, i'll keep on flying Keep on showing the truth from my point of view” I fell down on a cottonpavement painted blue And i lost the sight, lost the moment and my view The only truth that I knew, moments swiftly disappear
Displaced As your heart i'll be with you But in pain 'cause this things I'm with you but not in you In the place i should be As your heart i beat for you But you woun't beat with me I'm ashamed of you 'Cause you've put me in your mind Oh, what a shame As your heart i'm a prisoner Trapped behind bars of your mind I'm not guilty, so it's a pity That you won't let me through
Ease I'm gonna ease my pain I'll freeze my brain I'm a whistling man with some Whistling booze I please her cheak, then let her loose 'Cause when i'm with a girl I know what i deserve I take the main bite But i always leave them in the morninglight I'm gonna wake up each morning And stay cool I'm a smiling man with a smiling lie I please my sin, or i'll die! When i'm with my friends It can be pretty tense 'Cause what i do and what i say Is not exactly the same. But i don't care And for God's sake, i need the time To restrain the lie Ease my pain And freeze my brain 'Cause when i'm with a girl I know what i deserve I take the main bite But i always leave them And when i'm with my friends It can be pretty tense Because of what i do and what i say I always leave them But when i'm all alone My tiny heart of foam Dries a little...
Conversion The sea is like a neverending tune And it comforts with its wave so pure Comes in every corner of my body And smiles and warmes And it peels me with the sand I wish i could convert to waves And become the sea Then i could clean you, clean you Moments are scratching on my knee I fight with the thoughts of fear Fear for the loneliness i know I'm alone as the sea 'Cause the pain you do in me I wish i could convert to you And you to the sea “Clean me, clean me!” True love Wandering eyes stare at me The look is weird But fixed at me I'm on it Tell me it is true love! Falling into a dream of harmony Can't get clean and tidy now Tell me it is true love! Brush the hair aside Faces are visible It growes a flower in Tell me it is true love! Music plays for me I've never heard it this way before Strange... Tell me it is true love! I have fallen in love Mirror showes a beautiful tree Beautiful me Tell me it is true love!
Kæft I admit I wonder I sometimes Wonder where you are Takk! Hold kkkkkkæft mann!
Words and a piece of paper How do i put words about love on a piece of paper Will a beloved let a cliché thrill him Then should i dare present my love La la la la la la la la... But on writing this I find it impossible that my beloved will misunderstand La la la la la la la la...
Boble Boble av bomull Spinner rundt Med meg Inni seg Gjennomsiktig Sansene svimles Synet sløres Bobletid Hver detalj Blir større her Som snekrystallens Mange tær og Sirkelens mange Hjørnetenner
Rykestrasse 68
Berlin Picking dry And crispy paint flakes Off a large, white Bracket-wall While I stare Out of my window Stare at my neighbours balcony Old bullet holes. Behind wild botany. On the outside Of the penny marked Punks are selling Black and white fanzines She buys one walks on by To another Black and white The women meet Black and white The women kiss Doodelei… Shy, polite You show me yourself. Forgetting regretting But conscientiously humble You, you tell about your past And with open arms You listen to mine Ooh dei doodelei…. A Cheater's Armoury All above board And we see nothing Clean and empty hands But still there's something lurking We believe you when you lie Buy your word, then you deny Pay your wealth, you leave us high and dry You gamester You tell us Our fortunes by your cards And you're rubbing yourself deep Into our wounds. You gamester You fool us We watch your spinning wheel And we scratch And we itch And the longer it takes for us To heal You promise ten birds But in the bush Each and every sunday Sell your “letters of indulgence” We believe you when you lie Buy your word, then you deny, Pay your wealth, you leave us high and dry You gamester You tell us Our fortunes by your cards And you're rubbing yourself deep Into our wounds. You gamester You fool us We watch your spinning wheel And we scratch And we itch And the longer it takes for us To heal A cheater's armoury A cheater's armoury Cheater's armoury You gamester You tell us Our fortunes by your cards And you're rubbing yourself deep Into our wounds. You gamester You fool us We watch your spinning wheel And we scratch And we itch And the longer it takes for us To heal You gamester You fool us We watch your spinning wheel And we scratch And we itch And the longer it takes for us To heal All you've got is shifty eyes A black dress, a false name The Pirate He woke up Six o'clock AM In his boat Drifting far out nowhere Nothing matters now He thought he had decided To do it properly Some friends Helped him out The brown liquor Some white, little ones A dive into Infinity, eternity God's haven A dive into water The rocks pull him down The fight he fought inside Had gone on far too long now At least long enough I want to do myself and mine A last and final favour He tightened his backpack I'm ready to dive Start a second life A dive into Infinity, eternity God's haven A dive into water The rocks pull His body down But brings his soul Even higher Even higher A dive into Infinity, eternity God's haven A dive into water The rocks pull him down A dive into Infinity, eternity God's haven A dive into water The rocks pull His body down But brings his soul Even higher Even higher Even higher Fourteen Heart in mouth Awkward rare Wet behind the ear Inside out Outside's gone You're two parts in one It might be strenuous Snakes cast their skin Slowly One is old One is new Both of them are you One's a bore, The other's cool Sometimes you're a fool It might be strenuous Snakes cast their skin Slowly When I put them Beside each other I see several persons. When you put them Upon each other You'll find yourself You'll become one One, one One is good One is bad This only makes you sad Outside stinks Dries and shrinks What's underneath is pink Your mother say short and curt Bursting buds do hurt It would be strenuous Snakes cast their skin Slowly The North Wind The north wind And the sun Made a bet about getting The coat off a man The wind from the north Lost the bet The cold north wind blows Blows forcefully Too strong We struggle Through your contrary wind Your high jinks Makes us strive even more With our coats As your sail You try to blow us away The cold north wind knows He blows forcefully The more the wind blows The more tightened we'll be Isn't it nice With some warmth We only reveal ourselves And change ourselves When we're sheltered The cold north wind knows He blows forcefully The more the wind blows The more tightened we'll be The cold north wind knows He blows forcefully The more the wind blows The more tightened we'll be North wind, north wind Come when the days are doze North wind, north wind Come when the coat's on fire North wind, north wind Come when the sun chokes us Obelix Light feet Runs towards me His eyes Dark green A good heart Wise and knowing soul Olden soul Dinosaur Sincere Open Playful Aware Obelix Gives me what I need Not what I want That is a deed Obelix's castle Is far away. The woods, his krypton The woods, a crib The woods, his home At home He wouldn't divulge His pride supreme He hides His tongue His words His song
Break My Body ( The Pixies Cover / Live on limited 2-track single Do Not as I Do/Break My Body ) I'm a horny loser You'll find me crashing Through my mother's door And I'm the ugly lover They find us rolling on a dirty floor I'm a horny loser You'll find me crashing Through my mother's door And I'm the ugly lover They'll find us rolling on a dirty floor Break my body Hold my bones, hold my bones Break my body Hold my bones, hold my bones I'm a belly dancer I'll shake forever Say that I'll never care And I'm a building jumper Roof to roof You see me flying in the air Break my body Hold my bones, hold my bones Break my body Hold my bones, hold my bones Break my body Hold my bones, hold my bones Break my body Hold my bones, hold my bones… Somebody got hurt Somebody get hurt Somebody got her
Ticking Bomb On me There's a button They've ticket the goods They've labeled the luggage They sent me here To a sterile White waiting room Not only I know I contain a ticking bomb They say The word They know The word is the code He oughta handle it Oh, I explode Into pieces Do I care My dismal lifework Who am I What have I done I've lost my self again I've punished the good The innocent, my beloved My liberator, my saviour I know the situation I realize my deeds Blowing off the bomb Was lengthening Way out of hell Now who am I Deserving mercy now Done is done Perhaps I need Another bomb Pynt Overflatens list Blunker Lokker så til seg dåren Og salter sår Men elskes Høyt, over alt Vi bygger i høyden En fasade Ingen må se bak Helst ikke engang du Der bærebjelken er Spikret utenpå Tresko og grus Det blinker Foran nesen Gripe tak Gjemme seg bak Heller mystisk Enn lystig Å gjemme dyret Fremmer uhyret Utenpå
Blood from a stone Midnight sun dream You and me and everyone Walking in the midnight sun We are bare We don't need to dress in clothes No attempts on sowing oats We are rare Strangers take care Don't need to be aware There is no despair When we meet, we politely say “How are you”, and do not stay Strangers outdoors When I pass, I don't look back You don't whistle a warning of attack We're matures Not saboteurs I am not yours There're no gender wars I'm no temptress You can't resist There's no message We're simply bare strangers Under the midnight sun Blood from a stone I am calm Mild and meek I often do Avoid to speak But my mouth says The words she likes I play the game She decides “Never ask At all time keep it disguised Let no-one know” Tell me, who gave you these rules You never made no promise, boy Inside I'm not The way she thinks She doesn't know About my salty drinks But I won't tell It just never fits I'd rather swell Than ask for it Far underneath My belly screams But a mouth curb Allays, it seems The circumstances' Dictatorship I cannot change Guess I deserve the whip Bandy riddles I am drawing a sheet Full of dots and lines That's you And you are drawing a star Scissor out, it shines That's me I wish I knew each one of you Knew all your bandy riddles And you, mine Knew mine Through my star shaped shades I see some people stare at me And through my heart shaped heart I sense someone's repair If I were a song Then I'd be yours And I'd cure your Woe If I were a song, Then I'd be yours And I'd cure your Woe, woe, woe Different shapes and colors You're helping me unwind You are one of a kind And you lighten up my mind But it's so many of you Sometimes I just resign If I were a song Then I'd be yours And I'd cure your Woe We'll sing each other's songs That's where our love belongs No mascara tears A weak hand reaches out now Fear is in her eyes Whispers a curly prayer No mascara tears Is she a performer Is her pain real Our insufficiency Feeds apathy “She even lost her heart”, we say Keep our own away The more she needs The less I give If she's in vain I leave her The harder she tries The worse I see her All that is weak I leave behind Seventeen He's seventeen He's like a machine He's of steel He's a cog in the wheel A spine so steep He'd never weep But you could buy him pretty cheap Didn't fit in school A stupid rule Made him a fool But bragging bold What he's been told That's his gold A perfect master's tool Dignity is astray If you can pay He would even gladly Go the easy way out, Line of least resistance He's the king of cash He's a gold digger soldier Unknowingness Are hurting less Won't be a mess Affordability and Getting things for free Is of importance To be fed on champagne and Get it directly in the vein He's a puppet in a show Just an undertow But he doesn't know... Salt of the earth As you march Put your feet down along the path As you sharply slide Cut what darkens your designed, firm sight I am the grass under your feet that softens your steps And I am the branch you break and I am the bird you laugh off and leave in the lurch Gloss over, silence and forget As you're getting close Tear along, rushing madly off reaching your goals As you dust up the sand Eager to see rewards in glitter and gold I am the sand under your feet that softens your steps And I am the branch you break and I am the bird you laugh off and leave in the lurch Gloss over and silence, omit I am the grass under your feet that softens your steps And i am the branch you break and I am the bird you laugh off and leave in the lurch Gloss over and silence and forget As you cut in suspense Wanting space to grow It's on my expense But you don't look below No one but yourself It's not a man Nor a woman There's no one in the sky Counting our sins Forgiving our misdeeds No one denouncing Or immortalizing There's no right or wrong It all lacks a motive. State of affairs A sheer force of will Is our navigator We run our own risks No parachutes No shelter We're behind the wheel We decide ourselves which way to pull What our faith contains and How to relate to our crossroads No god may be aching But grief alone may gather One life may be a painful truth But life alone may relieve In here/out there I'm closing my eyes Pleasure, delights In here it all's quite bright Nothing's in the way Conscience is astray And to keep it comfortable I can close my eyes I know that there's trouble going on That out there're wars and battles from dusk till dawn Knees on the floors, hands back bounded But to keep it comfortable I close my eyes Now I can see the concrete's begging Can't help making my shoes trampling Something odd inside's about to arise To keep it comfortable i close my eyes Crack We know a hanging drop of water's fate Is to crack meeting the ground Like an egg in a bird's nest It will crack Some things won't hold back It must crack Shaking a soda- it overflows That's just the way it goes Like a full barrage on a rainy day It overflows Some things won't shut It must crack Put fear inside a dense box It will grow. Later explode Shame, anger, guilt put behind bars They will grow Later they crack Some things won't Vanish behind closed doors Like a virus, they form and grow You can't stop it, you're gonna burst You're gonna crack It must crack Bygd til by Med svai rygg Og skjev nakke Bøyer de seg for meg Noen så vidt Andre til bakken Smiler et svakt Ærbødig farvel I gull og rødt Har de kledd seg Med øm røst Hvisker de til meg Det kiler i øret Hemmelighetene Ydmykt farvel Bygd til by Over sky Tok jeg følge med en ravn Bygd til by Over sky Ei det samme Annet navn Langt bak et telt, et bål Og dype hav Kjennes lukten av betong Tunge, gråsvarte, uvillige Byr seg frem Med liksom sang Tungsindig Vemodig Farvel
Featherbrain Featherbrain And inside there's old habits New dreams, whole thoughts, broken promises There's all I am, my twisted soul There's all I've got, my silver and gold Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin But I'm washing myself all away Thd slovenly untidiness My featherbrain And you tell me To dry myself up, to fit in, to To get rid of my wilderness But I'm washing myself all away Thd slovenly untidiness My featherbrain Every rambling pin All unruly and twisted Even rare, wild treasures My silver, gold Now am I square enough Or am I still too Much of me Noah We're all sinking down below Everything The showering rain drowns all we've known Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Eyes and ears And swollen hands Slowly swirls No more demands Noah, we're coming after all Noah, we've changed our minds Noah A plastic chair And a blinking game We've all got A common grave Noah, we're coming after all Noah, we've changed our minds Noah, Noah, Noah, Noah... Noah, we've changed our minds Noah Noah, we're coming after all I Sing You The moonbeam stabbed my pitch-black dark And lightenedup my heart core She bleched my nightmares And she wrote your name on my wall Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Oh I sing the name I sing the name that's Sweeten written on my wall Oh I sing the name I sing the name that's Sweeten written on my wall I sing you, I sing you I sing you, I sing you I sing you, I sing you I sing you, I sing you Oh I sing the name I sing the name that's Sweeten written on my wall Oh I sing the name I sing the name that's Sweeten written on my wall I sing you I love you The Bigger Me I know you are there Just don't know you yet And I'm gonna shape you It's gonna take me some And I'm the maker You're the taker Just like me and mine One needs some room And lots of love in the room To be someone And to be taken from From now on I am all yours It's a one way road I'll be the bigger me Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin But one day When we tear apart I must not forget That I'm still all yours All yours It's the circle of what goes around Comes around, goes around Goes around My Devils And when they enter I'm asleep But they grow 'cause I let them Letting in thoughts Are letting my devils grow Oh my devils owning me Or am I owning my devils Oh my devils are my own Oh my devils are me Prayers I never prayed They answer and I let them It's a war and I'm the one who's Licking their wounds Keeping them alive Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Oh my devils owning me Or am I owning my devils Oh my devils are my own Oh my devils are me Oh my devils owning me Or am I owning my devils Oh my devils are my own Oh my devils are me They tear apart and reconstruct my personal, inner pictures The thoughts that I think The sights that I see The things that I do Turns into something That I fear Fear that are mine Choices that are mine And illusions that are mine The devils are mine Oh my devils owning me Or am I owning my devils Oh my devils are my own Oh my devils are me Oh my devils owning me Or am I owning my devils Oh my devils are my own Oh my devils are me Too Good to Be Good I've got a good eye I'm the one finding rare, yellow stones Lying hidden far underneath The other grey ones Do you want my eyes I'd rather be without I'd rather not know, not see What I see, it frightens me Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin I've got a good eye I can see sharply the smallest things Read the smallest and blurriest Letters between two micro lines I've got a good eye I can easily spot and point out Which one of you is a sinner Your struggles and your doubts Do you want my eyes I'd rather be without I'd rather not know, not see What I see, it frightens me My telescopic sight Wish it was a merit Everything's a heavy fight Wish it was much clearer Much clearer Much clearer My telescopic sight Wish it was a merit Everything's a heavy fight Wish it was much clearer Much clearer Much clearer Sms Sms is more important Sms is more important Sms is more important than me More important More important Sms is more important Sms is more important Sms is more important than me Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin More important More important Sms is more important Sms is more important Sms is more important than me The Time and I and What We Make Let time in Let time flow Then let it go, go, go Then you'll have a brand new one A brand new one Brand new one Funny how a single moment Can seem so empty flat Shallow, sparse Unmagical and unsweet A there and then May be a hidden treasure The now might grow and transform Into another now Let time in Let time flow Then let it go, go, go Then you'll have a brand new one A brand new one Brand new one Brand new one A brand new one The time and I And the memories that we make Now looking back I see gaps Embellished by time Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Let time in Let time flow Let time in Let time flow Then let it go, go, go Then you'll have a brand new one Then you'll have a brand new one Then you'll have a brand new one Brand new one Brand new one A brand new one Brand new one Brand new one You Gonna You gonna move your feet march the march Walk the walk You gonna brain your brains And then talk the talk You gonna make your way and blow Hot and cold You gonna occupy your arms And then unfold There is no end, no stop, no terminus It's a circle and it's about Finding your own pace You gonna braid your lock stock and barrel And not shovel You gonna put your demands on a shelf You can handle But never get too cushy or get-at-able You gonna bask But don't rest your feet too much on the table Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin There is no end, no stop, no terminus It's a circle and it's about Finding your pace Finding your place But don't get too comfortable You gonna blossom, do well But we've got flowers on the ground You gonna be a worker but don't become a hound Use your heart on others, on yourself use your head You gonna take your time, take your place Take your liberties instead There is no end, no stop, no terminus It's a circle and it's about Finding your place In the race Choose your pace And what to chase Or embrace Find your pace And what to chase Or embrace Finding your case Then finding your liberties instead Erik Litt vann, litt brød En pinnestol Og på min ene knagg en frakk Er hva jeg har hos meg Jeg har det godt I dag jeg har fatt Små, kalde, våte snøkrystaller Som kysser meg så bløtt Tusen ting Kan ei byttes ut med det enkle Hvorfor skal jeg ønske meg mer Jeg er mett nok Jeg er varm nok Jeg er glad nok Det bugner av mer enn nok Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Tusen ting Kan ei byttes ut med det enkle Hvorfor skal jeg ønske meg Mer enn 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Trust
IRL My inner beast obey you You cracked the code into my ministry You suck out my sorrow and joy Run ??? control I am living, I am living I am leaving, I am leaving I am living, I'm living I'm living, I am leaving Soul attack, soul invasion On the entire nation Hollowed-out herds, we cry crocodile tears We become screen zombies I am living, I am living I am leaving, I am leaving I am living, I'm living I'm living, I am leaving I am living, I am living I am leaving, I am leaving I am living, I'm living I'm living, I am leaving I am living, I am living I am leaving, I am leaving I am living, I'm living I'm living, I am leaving I'm so emotional, baby But I don't know myself I don't myself baby, anymore I'm so emotional, baby But I don't know the game I don't know the game baby, anymore I'm so emotional, baby But I don't know myself I don't myself baby, anymore The Whip (Featuring Ingrid Helene Håvik) When the drum beat hits my skin-in-in Dig into my bones I spin-in-in I break breathing I break, I break free I've been trying too much, I'm being too much Wishing for perfection Now I open my cage, let-le-loose the old-ol-ol me I free myself and empty all told What a loss it would be (whip, whip, whip, whip) What a loss it would be (fell in love without a) To be everything, to be everything (whip, whip) All alone (gotta love with out a) All alone I'm a magnet with the wrong side out I walk around repel the other ones, I bend away I talk to the stone, talk to the bird Try allowing myself to be someone connected And it goes, wakaramahauaam (Gibberish) Huh hum-daka-daka-hum-daka oh le oh le oh I've had it, I'm bursting, I'm out And starting grow the inherently I don't wanna be perfect, I wanna be me Away from your crazy ill-ill-usions ill-ill-usions Good enough is my conclusion What a loss it would be (whip, whip, whip, whip) What a loss it would be (gotta love without a) To be everything, to be everything (whip, whip) All alone (gotta love with out a) All alone (whip whip) What a loss it would be (whip, whip, whip, whip) What a loss it would be (gotta love without a) To be everything, to be everything (whip, whip) All alone (gotta love with out a) All alone (whip whip whip whip) Whip whip whip Gotta love without a (gotta love without a) Whip whip whip Gotta love without a Whip whip whip Whip whip whip Fall I've fallen out again On and on my knees again And I fall, and I fall, and I fall, and fall And I rise, I rise again I've fallen out again On and on my knees again And I fall, and I fall, and I fall, and fall And I rise, I rise again I've fallen out again On and on my knees again And I fall, and I fall, and I fall, and fall And I rise, I rise again And I fall, and I fall, and I fall, and fall And I rise, I rise again And I fall, and I fall, and I fall, and fall And I rise, I rise again And I rise, I rise again And I rise, I rise again Embroidery (Featuring Emilie Nicolas) One stitch, two stitches Randomly put down all around In the hoop-hoop down in the loop All kind of colours flows, a pattern shows Stitchin' my finger, up in my injury I know I keep on the way I do-ooo-do-do-do-do The way I desire The way I see-e-e-e-e-em Ah, ah, ah, ah, to The embroidery hold some gaps A fine line overlaps Like a city map Zoomin' out-out, on arms length Thermic sense in mysterious ways I can feel a strike The beauty of patience it portrays I know I keep on the way I do-ooo-do-do-do-do The way I desire The way I see-e-e-e-e I know I keep on the way I do-ooo-do-do-do-do The way I desire The way I see-e-e-e-e I got to Silverhaired 37 trips around the sun Like a lonely planet 37 all alone Growing into silver The one I was and now the one I am Are not the same, the same Now I alter as I choose I care no more once we've denied the cost 37 trips around the sun I knew you were the true you You fought so hard and traveled so far To find the peace in your fragmented self I wish I could travel back in time Spare the ones to coax us close But then maybe I wouldn't be there near now Alone Together Oh my dear Wherever you go, wherever you stay I know you are loved Though you feel forgotten and lost But remember, behind our faces We all hide our traces And guard them hard Don't forget that we're in this together We're not alone We're not alone We're alone together We're not alone We're not alone We're alone together Oh my dear Let's stand up together Resist all the pressure and be ourselves (hello, hello there) Get rid of the costume, the mask Let's remember to always be true Even if I ??? Let's find our strength, let's be honourable We're not alone We're not alone We're alone together We're not alone We're not alone We're alone together Oh my dear, we're alone together, alone together Oh my dear, we're alone together, alone together
Birthmark
Crazy I run up the streets And my tears run down He's an uptown boy I'm an east side clown The world is spitting me up And you're breaking me down I think I'm losing my mind I'm going crazy I'm going crazy I think I'm losing my mind, crazy My heart can't love anymore The sky's turning dark And the rain starts to pour I'm wondering What is it I'm living for The world is spitting me up And you're breaking me down I think I'm losing my mind I'm going crazy I think I'm losing my mind I'm going crazy I think I'm losing my mind, crazy My heart can't love anymore I'm going crazy I think I'm losing my mind, crazy My heart can't love anymore I get off the ??? And it's on my mind Am I under your control? Will I ever get over you? I run into my house And get out of my coat My covers full But I'm all gone My inside's on the outside now I'm going crazy I'm going crazy I think I'm losing my mind, crazy My heart can't love anymore I'm going crazy I think I'm losing my mind, crazy My heart can't love anymore Summer Shadows I'm lying next to you On a sandy blanket On a breezy beach I'm lying in your shadow You're the one between me and the sun I tell you to move You tell me to move And everything stays the same Summer always brings out the blues in me Summer always brings out the blues in me Summer always brings out the blues in me Summer always brings out the blues in me I try to tell you how I feel in the shadow And that your breath feels like winter on my skin You tell me I'm free to hang out alone And a summer sun By glimpse ??? and now you're gone I told you to move And now you moved And I got the sunshine to myself Summer always brings out the blues in me Summer always brings out the blues in me Summer always brings out the blues in me Summer always brings out the blues in me But I got no one to tell How the lovely suns burn No one to hide behind When the weather turns A ??? far away Like a ??? Walking away from me Holding another hand Oh, I knew Summer always brings out the blues in me Summer always brings out the blues in me
Non Albums Tracks
Lucy ( The Chronicles Of Narnia: Prince Caspian ) Suddenly it all seems like a blurry dream But I was there, wide awake I lived it all Call, call back to me I'm longing for you In dreams to be true Where the fields bloom bright Mountains glow I see him We were there We were kings and queens Close to you Wide awake I know where I belong But memories are strong Call, call back to me I'm longing for you In dreams to be true Where the fields bloom bright Mountains glow I see him Where the fields bloom bright Mountains glow I see him I'll be back When I hear his voice Hear him call
The successor after the professor Hundred and fifty years old A mind colored in gold He barely believes he's alive Knuckles and blod's getting dry Can't go to sleep at night He has to complete his fight But everything draws towards an end He cannot anylonger pretend But his work and ideas still live There's so much more to give There must be a way this can be solved A sollution both simple and bold As clear as lightning from the sky As obvious as day and night The idea was that teh professor, of course Needed a successor