you will hear from me again in the mid of july. i will be off to zürich, playing there with ACO. and after that, i will be in san francisco, visiting my brother, louise and eli.
there are 93 songs online at the moment. and i am a bit confused that soon i will have made 100 songs. it didn’t feel that long and then again, it’s been a long time.
thanks for visiting. and have a good time.
hey you
i’m here to party
i want to rock the boat
and turn the night
into bright daylight
i have twenty euros in my pocket
i want to spend it all tonight
any idea
any idea
any idea
how the two of us
ended up here
(i got my beloved guitar back from repairs. now it’s humming. as if it’s so excited to be back here, that even when i don’t touch it, it’s making music all by itself.)
i try
all the things you said
i try
everything i know
i try
i try
i left no stone unturned
i try
everything
i try
every day
i’m getting so slow
i have to let go
of the voice in my head
so my body can grow
i wonder what’s next
if i frieze up and stall
if i’ll stumble and fall
or if i’ll finally let go
this is something else to try
this is something else to feel
it’s hard to tell you why i cried
it wasn’t something that you said
you know that i am really trying
to be sure about the way i feel
my mind is fast in playing tricks on me
so i’m waiting for my heart to tell me what is real
tell me what happened
i don’t know
tell me what happened
i don’t know
are you glad that it happened
i don’t know
no need that it happened
i know
remind me to forget
all the things you said
just as i regret
everything i said
i really understand
why things went out of hand
for most of what i said
was really, really bad
i’m amazed how you could find
a way to overcome
the chaos in my heart and mind
(today, like a few days ago, a duet with annika ström)
i understand
you want to leave me
you just pretend
that you don’t know
i touch your hand
it tells me
we won’t be friends
and i won’t fight no more
you understand
i need to go now
i just pretend
that i don’t know
you touch my hand
as if we could be just friends
but we will be no more
i’m feeling pressured
by all the things i do to myself
it’s only things i do to myself
please tell me how to pack up
and go
there’s a lot
going on
i don’t know
where all of this suddenly is coming from
it sounds like this…
the silence i miss
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