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your winter

The old picture on the shelf
Well its been there for a while
A frozen image of ourselves
We are acting like a child
Innocent and in a trance
A dance that lasted for a while

You read my eyes just like your diary,
oh remember, please remember
Well, Im not a beggar, but whats more
If I hurt you, then I hate myself,
And I dont wanna hate myself, dont wanna hurt you
Why do you choose that pain?
If you only knew how much I love you

30 Augusti 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
mika

You talk about life, you talk about death,
And everything in between,
Like it’s nothing, and the words are easy.
You talk about me, you talk about you,
And everything I do,
Like it’s something, that needs repeating.
I don’t need an alibi or for you to realize,
The things we left unsaid,
Are only taking space up in our heads.
Make it my fault, win the game
Point the finger, place the blame
Address me up and down,
It doesn’t matter now. 

’Cause I don’t care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don’t need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation,
It don’t, dont make sense.

The first two weeks turn into ten,
I hold my breath and wonder when it’ll happen,
Does it really matter?
If half of what you said is true,
And half of what I didn’t do could be different,
Would it make it better?
If we forget the things we know.
Would we have somewhere to go?
The only way is down, I can see that now. 

’Cause I don’t care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don’t need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation,
It don’t, don’t make sense.

It’s really not such a sacrifice 

’Cause I don’t care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don’t need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation,
It don’t, don’t make sense.

And it don’t have to make no sense to you at all,
’Cause this is my interpretation, yeah, yeah, yeah.
7 Juni 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
nada surf

Do you want to go to the seaside?
I’m not trying to say that everybody wants to go
I fell in love at the seaside
I handled my charm with time and slight of hand

Do you want to go to the seaside?
I’m not trying to say that everybody wants to go
I fell in love at the seaside
She handled her charm with time and slight of hand, and oh

But I’m just trying to love you
Any kind of way
But I find it hard to love you girl
When you’re far away
Away

Do you want to go to the seaside?
I’m not trying to say that everybody wants to go
But I fell in love on the seaside
On the seaside
In the seaside
22 Maj 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
hide and seek

Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that its all for the best? Ah off course it is.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it’s just what we need? And you decided this.
Mmm what you say?
Mm, what did she say?

Varför vill man träffa någon som man vet att man bara kommer att få skit ifrån?

20 Maj 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
something pretty

Here I am, where I’ve been
I’ve walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin,
And my clothes are worn & gritty.
And I know ugliness,
Now show me something pretty.
I was a dumb punk kid with nothing to lose
And too much weight for walking shoes.
I could have died from being boring.
And as for loneliness,
She greets me every morning.

At the most I’m a glare,
I’m the hopeless son who’s hardly there.
I’m the open sign that’s always busted.
I’m the friend you need, but can’t be trusted.

At the most I’m a glare,
I’m the hopeless son who’s hardly there.
I’m the open sign that’s always busted.
I’m the friend you need, but can’t be trusted.

Here I am, where I’ve been
I’ve walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin,
And my clothes are worn & gritty.
And I know ugliness,
Now show me something pretty.

At the most I’m a glare,
I’m the hopeless son who’s hardly there.
I’m the open sign that’s always busted.
I’m the friend you need, but can’t be trusted.

At the most I’m a glare,
I’m the hopeless son who’s hardly there.
I’m the open sign that’s always busted.
I’m the friend you need, but can’t be trusted
18 Maj 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
you gotta be..

Listen as your day unfolds
Challenge what the future holds
Try and keep your head up to the sky
Lovers, they may cause you tears
Go ahead release your fears
Stand up and be counted
Dont be ashamed to cry

You gotta be...
You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, you gotta be wiser
You gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together
All I know, all I know love will save the day

Herald what your mother said
Readin the books your father read
Try to solve the puzzles in your own sweet time
Some may have more cash than you
Others take a different view
My oh my, yea, eh, eh

You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, you gotta be wiser
You gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together
All I know, all I know love will save the day

Time asks no questions, it goes on without you
Leaving you behind if you cant stand the pace
The world keeps on spinning
Cant stop it, if you tried to
This part is danger staring you in the face

Remember, listen as your day unfolds
Challenge what the future holds
Try and keep your head up to the sky
Lovers, they may cause you tears
Go ahead release your fears
My oh my, eh, eh, eh

You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, you gotta be wiser
You gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together
All I know, all I know love will save the day.

You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, you gotta be wiser
You gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together
All I know, all I know love will save the day.

Got to be bold
Got to be bad
Got to be wise
Do what others say
Got to be hard
Not too too hard
All I know is love will save the day

You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, you gotta be wiser
You gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together...
11 Maj 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
Balladen om Herr Fredrik Åkare och den söta Fröken Cecilia Lind

Från Öckerö loge hörs dragspel och bas,
fullmånen lyser som var den av glas.
Där dansar Fredrik Åkare, kind emot kind,
med lilla fröken Cecilia Lind.

Hon dansar och blundar så nära intill,
hon följer i dansen precis vart han vill.
Han för och hon följer lätt som en vind,
Men säg varför rodnar Cecilia Lind?

Säg var det för det Fredrik Åkare sa:
"Du doftar så gott och du dansar så bra,
din midja är smal och barmen är trind.
Vad du är vacker Cecilia Lind."

Men dansen tog slut och vart skulle dom gå?
Dom bodde så nära varandra ändå,
tillslut kom dom fram till Cecilias grind.
"Nu vill jag bli kysst" sa Cecilia Lind.

Vet hut Fredrik Åkare, skäms gamla karl!
Cecilia Lind är ju bara ett barn,
ren som en blomma, skygg som en hind.
"Jag fyller snart sjutton" sa Cecilia Lind.

Och stjärnorna vandra och timmarna flyr,
och Fredrik är gammal men månen är ny.
Ja Fredrik är gammal men kärlek är blind.
"Åh, kyss mig igen " sa Cecilia Lind.
18 April 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
Va? Heter han Astrid!!??!!

Vädret va så himla fint i dag, värsta sommasolen typ!!xD Sandra är glad, trallallaaaa;D Hade nationellt prov i engelska, writing på ämnet seasons, de sög men de gick helt ok - tog inte flera timmer för mej att komma igång iaf, vet inte om jag blev så nöjd med innehållet menmen.. Spelade självklart teater också, Väseskolan i dag och det är alltid lika kul när barnen som har kollat på oss får reda på att Astrid är flicka, haha, en kille i dag blev hur chockad som helst, han typ vacklade bakåt och bara tokstirrade på lilla Astrid som bara stod där med alla blickar på sej, hahahaha^^

Another turning point
A fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist
Directs you where to go
So make the best of this test
And don’t ask why
It’s not a question
But a lesson learned in time
Its something unpredictable
But in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life

So take the photographs
And still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in
Good health and good time
Tattoos of memories
And dead skin on trial
For what its worth
It was worth all the while
It’s something unpredictable
But in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life

17 April 2008  | Länk | musiken | 2 kommentarer
surfjan stevens

I have called you children
I have called you son
What is there to answer
If Im the only one
Morning comes in paradise
Morning comes in light
Still I must obey
Still I must invite

If theres anything to say
If theres anything to do
If theres any other way
Ill do anything for you

I was dressed embarrassment
I was dressed in wine
If you had a part of me
Will you take your time?
Even if I come back
Even if I die
Is there some idea
To replace my life

Like a father to impress
Like a mothers mourning dress
If I ever make a mess
Ill do anything for you

I have you called you preacher
I have called you son
If you have a father
Or if you havent one

Ill do anything for you
Ill do anything for you
Ill do anything for you
Ill do anything for you

I did everything for you
I did everything for you
I did everything for you
I did everything for you
I did everything for you
I did everything for you
I did everything for you
I did everything for you
29 Mars 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
i remember you

Woke up to the sound of pouring rain,
The wind would whisper and I’d think of you.
And all the tears you cried, that called my name.
And when you needed me I came through.

I paint a picture of the days gone by,
When love went blind and you would made me see.
I’d stare a lifetime into your eyes.
So that I knew that you were there for me,
Time after time, you were there for me.

Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.
Love letters in the sand, I remember you.
Through the sleepless nights, through every endless day,
I’d wanna hear you say, I remember you.

We spent the summer with the top rolled down,
Wished ever after would be like this.
You said "I love you babe," without a sound.
I said I’d give my life for just one kiss.
I’d live for your smile, and die for your kiss.

Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.
Love letters in the sand, I remember you.
Through the sleepless nights, through every endless day.
I’d wanna hear you say, I remember you.

Weve had our share of hard times,
But thats the price we paid.
And through it all, we kept the promise that we made.
I swear you’ll never be lonely.

Woke up to the sound of pouring rain,
Washed away a dream of you.
But nothing else could ever take you away,
Cause you’ll always be my dream come true,
Oh my darling, I love you!

Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.
Love letters in the sand, I remember you.
Through the sleepless nights, through every endless day.
I’d wanna hear you say, I remember you.

Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.
Love letters in the sand, I remember you.
Through all the sleepless nights, through every endless days.
I’d wanna hear you say,
I remember
I remember you
22 Mars 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
you had time

How can I go home
With nothing to say?
I know you’re going to look at me that way
And say What did you do out there?
And what did you decide?
You said you needed time
And you had time

You are a china shop
And I am a bull
You are really good food
And I am full
I guess everything is timing
I guess everythings been said
So I am coming home with an empty head

You’ll say Did they love you or what?
I’ll say They love what I do
The only one who really loves me is you
And youll say Girl, did you kick some butt?
And I’ll say I don’t really remember
But my fingers are sore
And my voice is too

You’ll say It’s really good to see you
You’ll say I missed you horribly
You’ll say Let me carry that
Give that to me
And you will take the heavy stuff
And you will drive the car
And I’ll look out the window and make jokes
About the way things are

How can I go home
With nothing to say?
I know youre going to look at me that way
And say What did you do out there?
And what did you decide?
You said you needed time
and you had time..
18 Mars 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
imogen heap

Here’s the day you hoped would never come
Don’t feed me violence just run with me
Through rows of speeding cars

The paper cuts, the cheating lovers
The coffees never strong enough
I know you think it’s more than just bad luck

There, there baby, it’s just textbook stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now darling, oh don’t loose your head
Cause none of us were angels and you know I love you
Yeah

Sleeping pills, no sleeping dogs lie never far enough away
Glistening in the cold sweat of guilt
I’ve watched you slowly winding down for years
You can’t keep on like this, nows a better time as any

There, there baby, its just textbook stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now darling, oh don’t kill yourself
Cause none of us were angels and you know I love you
Yeah

It’s ok by me, it’s ok by me, it’s ok by me
It was a long time ago
It’s ok by me, it’s ok by me, it’s ok by me
It was a long time ago

There, there baby, it’s just textbook stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now darling, oh don’t loose your head
Cause none of us were angels and you know I love you
Yeah

There, there baby, it’s just textbook stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now darling, oh don’t kill yourself
Cause none of us were angels and you know I love you
Yeah
16 Mars 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
hallelujah

ååh, hoppas att allt kan ta slut nu, är så trött på skiten.. i kväll så kan de lösa sej, ska verkligen försöka denhär gången..


I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music do you?

It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled King composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you

She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Maybe I’ve been here before
I know this room, I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you

I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a vict’ry march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know
What’s real and going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?

And remember when I moved in you
The Holy Dark was moving too
And ev’ry breath we drew was hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Maybe there’s a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you

And it’s not a cry you can hear at night
It’s not somebody who’s seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
8 Mars 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
stackars

Stackars mannen med medaljer
som bara putsar sina minnen
han sitter tyst bland gammalt skrot
Kan inte se för allt sot
att ingen sitter mittemot

Stackars hon som flyter med
som aldrig lärde sig ta sats
Hon som ägna all sin tid
åt nåt hon inte ville bli
för det var bara där det fanns en plats

Stackars den som inte bryr sig
Stackars dom som aldrig tyr sig
till andra än sig själva
och stackars fåglarna i bur

Och stackars dom som stänger in sig
hundra dagar utan heder
Ja stackars dom som lever så
stackars dom som tittar på
hur märkligt kan man må

Ja stackars han som aldrig kämpar
Han som säger stackars mobb
Han som hamna först i kön
och blev så nöjd med sin lön
att han glömde sitt jobb

Stackars den som inte bryr sig
stackars hon som aldrig fryser
och alltid får vad hon vill ha
Ja stackars hon som har det bra

Stackars hon som ville opp
men inte började från början
I skara står en man
som låter henne trampa på
och skrapa ansiktet i gruset

Ja stackars han som aldrig gråter
fast han släpar på ett höghus
Vad är det ingen ska få se
som ingen inte redan sett
och vart ska det där huset

Stackars hämmade lakej
och stackars dig och stackars mig
Det är en konstig värld vi lever i
ja ingenting är vad man tror
7 Mars 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar
jet

Well Ive been thinking bout the future
Im too young to pretend
Its such a waste to always look behind you
you should be lookin straight ahead

Yeah, Im gonna have to move on
Before we meet again
Yeah, its hard
If you had have only seen

10.34: Flinders Street Station
Im lookin down the tracks
Uniformed man askin am I paid up
Why would I wanna be that?

Yeah, Im gonna have to move on
Before we meet again
Yeah, its hard
If you had have only seen
Take control
Dont be afraid of me

Cause every once in a while
You think about if your gonna get yourself together
You should be happy just to be alive
And just because you just dont feel like comin home
Dont mean that youll never arrive

Yeah, Im gonna have to move on
Before we meet again
Yeah, its hard
If you had have only seen
Take control
Dont be afraid of me 
3 Mars 2008  | Länk | musiken | 0 kommentar


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