Life on Hold – 2021
Hours fly, days are gone, move on
Days and weeks, a year goes by, we sigh
Life’s on hold while I grow old
I do not mind, no – I appreciate,
a structured life lived in solitude
But in times like these, I miss my friends
I feel unease, I find no peace
But I have no right to feel sorry for myself
My future still looks bright and I’ve got my health
But loved ones fly away, though I pray for them to stay
It makes me sad
So I keep my life on hold, for better times will come – so I’m told
A slower pace, where ideas can thrive
Forget the chase, let time revive
Future days, all foreseeable
Yet lost in a maze, unreachable
The Humble One – 2020
He seldom argues, he rarely fights
it makes no difference if he’s wrong or right
His voice often gentle in a humble approach
thoughtful and candid, not to impose
I praise modest people
the mindful ones I befriend
May their ways be defended
from the bullies of this world
And let them be free from the desire to impress
People who listen rather than speak
leave the shallow, experience the deep
know how the world is not evolving around them
It is not about winning or losing, nor to lecture a friend
Life is a giant puzzle, man a tiny piece
Sharing his wisdom for the humble to seize
Contentment and patience, a rare trait these days
yet worth all honor, worth all praise
En saknad man – 2020
I mitt sinne lugn och ro, alla måsten får bero
Men saknar luft och ljus, så jag lämnar mitt hus och går mot parken, min oas
När jag går där vägen fram, ser jag en välbekant profil
En länge saknad man, med min faders namn och en röst jag känner väl
Han säger; hej min son, jag ser att livet varit gott mot dig
Du måste undra var jag varit dessa femton åren
Vad jag sett, och hört
Jo, vid din sida har jag stått, som sorgsen som glad, farit högt och lågt
Jag har följt dig genom livet, som en skugga trogen
Hoppfull glad
Du siktar högt, du strävar på, men som en drömmare då, längs vägar jag sällan fått gå
Men jag med tiden lärt, hur långt drömmar bär
Nog är det svårt att helt förstå, han är så nära men fjärran ändå
Kan en saknad man, vara del av en plan, finns en mening, finns ett svar?
Och när han ser min frågande blick, får jag ett leende till svar
Och han tar min hand, som för att knyta band, men förvånas över vad han ser
Han säger: se på mig, jag vakar över dig
Du måste undra var jag varit dessa femton åren
Vad jag sett, och hört
Jo, vid din sida har jag stått, som sorgsen som glad, farit högt och lågt
Jag har följt dig genom livet, som en skugga trogen
Varit hoppfull glad
Du siktar högt, du strävar på, men som en drömmare då, längs vägar jag sällan fått gå
Men jag med tiden lärt, hur långt dina drömmar bär
Du måste undra var jag varit dessa femton åren
Vad jag sett, och hört
Jo, vid din sida har jag stått, som sorgsen som glad, farit högt och lågt
Jag har följt dig genom livet, som en skugga trogen
Varit hoppfull glad
Du siktar högt, du strävar på, men som en drömmare då, längs vägar jag sällan gått
Men jag med tiden lärt, hur långt dina drömmar bär
Flame at Heart – 2019
Coloring red, white and blue the dreams I had of you
Floating around in dimness, with your pretty face flashing by
I was gone for so long, but I found my way back to you
Since your every breath and heartbeat told me to
You are what I am
In your world, with a flame at heart
Love confirmed, in this world an art
My good turn, as I’m here to take part, coloring you
Red, white, blue, my dreams of you
Laying in bed, at night with you, oh the dreams I’m going thru
Praying ahead for safe days, when I’ve found my way back to you
To your life saving soul, from worn and torn to whole
’Cause your every breath and heartbeat tells me so
You are what I am
In your world, with a flame at heart
Love confirmed, in this world an art
My good turn, as I’m here to take part, coloring you
Red, white, blue, my dreams of you
In your world, with a flame at heart
Love confirmed, in this world an art
My good turn, as I’m here to take part, coloring you
Red, white, blue, my dreams of you
In Comes the Storm – 2019
Easy to think, in familiar rooms
Nothing to fear, nothing colorful
That’s where I’ve been now for many years
Life’s been good, in familiar rooms
New times ahead, I’m not alone
Who is that man, what’s his purpose here?
Vicious the voice, as the words I hear
Spreading fear, in familiar rooms
In comes the storm
and a turn of tide
Out flies the old
in space to die
High hopes reborn
finding ways untried
To deal with the storm
Let hope be the norm
The life lasting hope, my light
Lifeless and dull, no familiar rooms
In search for a path, away from doom
What else can I do with my future lost
Lost in the night like a falling star
But to travel far, and beyond
In comes the storm
and a turn of tide
Out flies the old
in space to die
High hopes reborn
finding ways untried
I’m soon to return
To deal with the storm
Let hope be the norm
The life lasting hope, my light
In comes the storm
and a turn of tide
I’m soon to return
To deal with the storm
Let hope be the norm
The life lasting hope, my light
Erik Borelius & House of Sound – 2014
The Journey Has Begun
Trust me, let me follow you home, we’ll trade our dreams
while the raindrops fall
We’ll fly there, over waters so blue, and hear the whales sing
below the whispering waves
You’ll be safe, if you hold me tight
and close your eyes, in the blinding light
Twilight dream, the journey has begun
in the waters deep, our deeds will come undone
and the people sleep, while staring at the sun in a twilight dream
Believe me, we will be there in time, we’re rising higher now,
and the sky is clear
Look away from what is near
Come what may and let it disappear
I Walk Alone
Countless people with faces I can´t see
Speaking very seriously to me
But far and wide, in town and country, I´m forever on my own
As I´ve always been
Like a soul unseen
In an endless dream I walk alone
But I don´t mind my solitude, I let other people speak
I let them say their point of view, I guess they think that I seem weak
Overwhelmed by strong opinions, I lack a smart reply
surprised by peoples eagerness to know the when and why
On my own
All I´ve ever known
In an endless dream I walk alone
A sea of words, matters to resolve
I find it hard to feel involved
Quiet talk above my head, I´m forever on my own
As I´ve always been
Like a soul unseen
In an endless dream I walk alone
I guess I’m not the only one to feel distant from it all
Countless matters, supposedly important, seem meaningless and small
My indifference fills my mind with guilt, but it´s really not that bad
I’m pleased with the life I built, mostly I’m glad
Cut Me Loose
I know what you need, you need someone else indeed
A man with his heart and his eyes just for you, ´cause I´m not the man you knew
I will let you down, if you fall I won´t be around
Not a lover for life who´d die for you, ´cause I´m not the man you knew,
I won´t be there for you
Cut me loose now, let me fade away, from all this hoping and wishing on stars
We had some good times, and I have no regrets, but the story of us will never be told, cut me loose let me fade away
With my heart tied in knots, I felt how my love got lost
Your soul like a silent mystery, talk to me tell me your thoughts
I am lost yet I know my way, I am ready to leave but I´ll stay
My heart is black my thoughts are blue, ´cause I´m not the man you knew,
I won´t be there for you
What Is It All About?
In many ways, I am still just a child, innocent, free and full of trust
A young boy I see the years roll on by; but waiting for life to start
Sometimes in a dream I’m wise, I think I’m sure
But most of the time I doubt, and play my role in a make-believe world
I wonder if it shows, if you can see right through me, would you reveal me?
Or do we feel the same, this doubt?
What is it all about?
When does it all start?
See the years roll on by; waiting for my life to start
Some of us question, others fight; the authorities, parents or men of might
But I’m not of this nature, I’m easily fooled
I do what I’m told yet I doubt, I feel secure but it makes no sense
I’m blind yet I see; this strange world made a fool out of me
Or are we all the same, do we feel this doubt?
What is it all about?
When does it all start?
See the years roll on by; waiting for my life to start
This!
Some say that I dig too deep, I say; what I find I’ll keep
Some say that my mind is dark; I say I like my life the way it is
I know I can be a bore; trying to find what I’m looking for
A key or a clue of some sort, as I run around in a roundabout way
But once in a while I wonder why I never let my spirits fly; fight the gloom and praise the bloom, life and love just
Open every window shout it out, to live is what it’s all about
Worries make me crazy; boil life down to basics, be happy just to be alive
Tell myself to fall in love again, show my heart and dare to be vain
Rest my busy mind and see what I can find it’s easy to fly blind if someone stands behind me, I’m gonna let my spirits fly
Some say that my eyes look sad, I say; but I’m really glad
Some say; hey are you ok? I say I like my life the way it is
I’m on to a big one now; I just don’t know when and how
A key or a clue of some sort, as I run around in a roundabout way
Consoler
Call me up, if you need to talk
I’ll be there, all around the clock
Tell me your troubles; open your heart to me
I’m meant to be your faithful soul trustee
A shoulder strong, when someone does you wrong
The eternal consoler, a role I never sought
Rarely a moment, to reflect on the simplest thought
I listen all right, but I never get to tell
of my own sleepless night
Who consoles the consoler, when he loses control?
When he’s down and out
When the healer needs healing, who cares what he’s feeling
To whom does he open his heart?
Often I’m weary but proud all the same
That people confide in me and believe in what I claim
They say I’m good yet they never hear me out
I wish that they would
Console the consoler, when he loses control
When he’s down and out
When the healer needs healing, who cares what he’s feeling?
In a lonely sleepless night
Who consoles the consoler, when he loses control?
To whom does he open his heart?
Perfect Match
Tell me, everything about yourself
No weaknesses; show your best side now
Call me; let me find the love you need
A handsome man or a pretty girl
Love sells, because everybody needs it
It´s a mighty force and I have it in my hand
Buy my love spell
Not a single man proved me wrong, in love and lust
A dozen new girlfriends and a stronger self-esteem
Not a single woman paid for a broken heart and pain
Constantly courted, like a princess in a fairy-tale dream
I find the perfect match in a scientific way
And for that you’ll pay me well
Because you’ll love my perfect spell
I’m happy to help you out, ‘cause I know what love’s about
Buy my love spell
Call me and I can promise love for you
A perfect match that only science knows
I can tell you; love sells, because everybody needs it
It´s such a mighty force and I have it in my hand
The World We Know – 2010
The World we know
The world we know, to which we owe
might not exist, in the future mist
He travels by car
He never goes far
with a belly of pork
He´s too tired to walk
He just sits on his butt
with his eyes half-shut
it´s the easy way out
the easy way out
not to worry about
not to worry about
your body and soul
your body and soul
or the earth as a whole
wake up and listen to the meaning of the words you hear
a mantra praising the eternal growth rate
it´s like a rule of nature, big grows bigger, little shrinks, in the name of prosperity
like the phases of life itself; struggle, prosper, hit the dirt
is nothing we escape from `cause of power of science
we´ve lost our place in natures reign
What would you give up?
What´s your sacrifice?
from your own paradise
paradise
Would you let go of the merchandise you crave,
´cause it´s now
you throw the dice
Would you put
Would you put up a fight
To preserve your right to the comforts that you need
To the comforts you need in the name of greed
What difference makes a single act?
If half the world denies the gloomy fact
And keeps the fire burning, while they yearn
for the western way of life, so sweet
dancing to the beat, can you feel the heat
Yes or no
Some of us say no
say no, no, no
we play it safe and live our lives in status quo
Some of us say yeah
say yeah, oh yeah
we take a chance and lead our life to failure or success
or success
Personality
or something else?
when a problem is a problem and you can´t let go
can´t let go of the doubt, it makes you low
a disadvantage in a time with a constant flow
of yes and no
opportunity or threat, don´t let your fear confuse you if you´re right… or wrong
I think of my regrets, of things I never should have done
actions and words sprung from spontaneity
but yet it´s a fact
that more than so, if I would live my life again,
I would make sure not to behave like before I´d say yes much more
I´d confess my faith in yes, repossess the word
Things you need to know
you need to know
before you make the choice to answer yes or no
if you are in doubt
you are in doubt
have no doubt about; the better way to go, is away from no
Of all the things you’ve done
the things you’ve done
count the ones you want undone and let the numbers show
show the world the mistakes you have made
and what you learned from saying yes, and the price you paid
for the mistakes you made
This Island
It´s a story of an island, of the present and the past, I live
It´s a part of who I am it taught me how to be, to grow
It´s a promise of spring that tempts me to remain, to forget the long cold winter and the sun that´s giving up
This island is a dream and it fills my life with meaning
Dark red sunset fills the skyline
Rolling waves hit the shoreline
On this island
On a rock, warm from sunshine
I´m waiting for the beauty of the summer night
In the west the sea is red the sun is setting
And when the waves all quieten down
And the seagull comes to rest
And for a moment all the sea and sky are one
On a ship we set sail
Across the deepest waters the wind is blowing, full speed ahead
We´re heading for the sea
Seagulls follow us a while
And I breathe, I live, when the dark red sunset floods the sky
Lonely Hearts
When you´re low and your life seems dull
take a walk down the street and watch the people you meet
try to show them trust and force a smile to your sorry lips
there´s a reason to shine since the weather is fine and it´s summer again
don´t forget what a smile can achieve
make today a better day make someone start to believe
a lonely man, meet his eyes, speak a friendly word
it´s a reason to live, a good thing to give, just to smile to the world
I dream about a world where friendship
is ruler of the seven seas of lonely hearts
I scream to all indifferent people
to care about the lonely hearts around you,
meet his eyes, just a friendly word
Back to you
You could never guess where I´ve been
I´ve been searching around the world
For wisdom and a way to get back to you
Tell me where you´ve been
Tell me what you´ve seen
Deep below and up above the stars in the sky
About a year ago I flew to Spain
To leave the cold and foggy summer rain
Wishing for a way to turn time inside out
Everything I said
Told you where to look
But time will never lead me back into your arms again
It´s just the only thing a life to travel thru and dream of you below and up above the sky of stars…….
The only thing I need
To lead a perfect life
Is to travel thru my universe and dream of you
What can I do
To get back to you
To melt the frozen love to me to you
To once again be lovers as we were in the past
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can say to live the lie believe goes right down the drain
fifteen years of trying to believe goes right down the drain
I better give it up and ease my mind for the sake of lovers
I should return to take control of what is left to others
About a year ago I flew to Spain
To leave the cold and foggy summer rain
Wishing for a way to turn time inside out
Everything I said
Told you where to look
But time will never lead me back into your arms again
It´s just the only thing a life to travel thru and dream of you below and up above the sky of stars…….
The only thing I need
To lead a perfect life
Is to travel thru my universe and dream of you
I wanna be the one to live the lie
Or fifteen years of try to believe goes right down the drain
I better give it up and ease my mind for the sake of lovers
I should return to take control of what is left to others
I better give it up just give it up and make way for others
Make time
It’s a lesson I’ve learned by now
what every single minute of a life is worth, but how
but how should we determine what to choose, what to do
when every little moment could be worth keeping, to pursue
I can walk for hours and watch the birds in the sky
I can make music, and let my spirit fly
or I can dream sweet dreams in my bed, but still my mind won’t come to rest
there is always something else to hunt
something important that you really want
in a society of thoughtlessness, there is no time for time itself
I disconnect from the outside world
it works a wonder for the curious mind
but moments later I’m back in the noise
impossibly unable to make a choice
Let the things you do in life take time
every little moment is worth keeping
in a society of thoughtlessness, there is no time for time itself
I disconnect from the outside world
it works a wonder for the curious mind
but moments later I’m back in the noise
impossibly unable to make a choice
make time to let your spirit fly, away
make time for time itself just try, today
make time to let your spirit fly, away
make time for time itself just try, today
I will never die
I will never die
You´ll never ever die
Life will just go on
Forever and a day
It´s just the way it feels today
Since my baby gave a dream show
And my mind was lost that night
Just a great big smile
´cause I know I´ll never die
Happy like a child
Forever and a day
Nothing there to stop me now
´cause the love is like a good ghost
And it´s watching over me
I will never die
Life will just go on
It´s the way it feels
Just a great big smile
´cause I´ll never die
Happy like a child
Forever and a day
Love is like a ghost
And it´s watching over me
Nothing there to stop me
I will never die
Life will just go on and on and on
And I´m happy like a child
´cause our love is like a good ghost
And it´s watching over me
The sisters
I wonder were the sisters have gone,
they left the schoolyard with tears in their eyes
I saw their shadows on the wall, reflections of pain and fear
I could see the flow of anger hitting those poor girls, but I never knew the reason why
These words of wisdom should be heard; do help a friend, do love and do forgive. Two souls, eternally as one, chose the light, in this world they were done
Have you been to their hideout in the woods,
so filled with sadness, hope and despair
I heard some boys followed them one day,
listened to their secrets, heard their quiet cries
But now it’s too late, to affect these poor girls’ fates
Like a whispered word, a truth unheard
These words of wisdom should be heard; do help a friend,
do love and do forgive
Two souls, eternally as one, chose the light,
in this world they were done
no tears in heaven
I wonder were the sisters have gone,
they left the schoolyard with tears in their eyes
I heard some boys followed them one day, listened to their secrets, heard their quiet cries
But now it´s too late, to affect these poor girls’ fates
Like a whispered word, a truth unheard
Two souls, eternally as one, chose the light,
in this world they were done
These words of wisdom should be heard;
everyone helps a friend, do love and do forgive
Two souls, eternally as one, it´s too late,
to affect these poor girls fate
Live The Life of a Star – 2006
Skinthin Attraction
Hold your head up high
When you walk on by, sweet girl
`cause you look so good
and it feels like you know, that you glow,
and you wag your tail – for sure; everybody´s watching you
With your visual point
far above the crowd, you´re proud
Naked skin
You get high on an eye, from a guy
and your ego flies but what´s the prize?
Many boys
Know not of respect
Use like toys
later to reject
just for joy
What did you expect?
be looking for another prey
Do you know
The guy you meet at night
Who´s mind you blow
Maybe not so bright
What you show
is what you´re gonna get
just a skinthin attraction
why, nothing more, nothing less
Every move you make
a dozen eyes to follow you
how their hearts must ache
but you know what to do, to come through
and you´re looking cool, while everybody´s watching you
With a bit of luck
there´s a guy with lots of guts
I can bet a buck
He would look at your butt, eyes half-shut
and if he liked the view, he´d come to you
November blues
It´s okey – after a summer like this –
with autumn rain and fog and days to spend indoors
It gives me the peace I need to do what I do best.
Days are short, if you´re lucky you´ll see the sun
Doesn´t matter much to me `cause work is having fun
But sometime in mid-November I can get the blues
at the thought of summer-nights far, far away…
Another time in another place
were the sun shines bright at my longing face
Not a spot where the shadows rule
but the deep blue sea to keep you cool
Feels like another place, feels like another time
far, far away
Chrouching man – darkness like a lid on my mind
I bring my dreams from night to day and it´s hard to stay awake
Slowly like syrup the ideas flow through my brain.
Wonder why I forget, every year the same
It´s like the summer rubs it out to let loveliness prevail
But sometime in mid-November the blues can get me down
at the thought of summer-nights far, far away…
No man rules over her
Wake her up when it´s over
when no man rules over her
when all talk of honour
is meant to set her free
Contempt was all she received
no mercy from them who could give
She didn´t want to hate them
but it was impossible to love
Hidden like a jewel
by them who let her die
she was meant to be
their better half, a symbol of faith – a saint
All she did was to love him
a man so different from them
honest but not a believer
his intentions met distrust
Nothing really happened
more than holding hands
but rumours of passion
had reached her father’s ears
he would not believe her
nor let her take command
He would raise his hand
against his child, a symbol of faith, a saint
Dreamer’s eye
Once upon a time when I was a child
when my world was my mother
and my heaven the comfort in her arms
I couldn´t understand how to love any other
since my mind was a small world
and my heart but a machine to give me life
Many years later when I lived for real
and my life was a river
of love like the water a cascade
Everything I felt said that life was eternal
I didn´t know where I came from
But I knew where to go, to grow
As the years fly by you say hello and goodbye
to a world of hope and memories
But I´m happy to know that man, high or low
in his mind and soul finds the dreamers eye as time goes by
Forty years from now if I´m still alive
with my future behind me
seeking peace in the sunset of my life
Living for the past spending time in a daydream
As the end and beginning
slowly meet and the circle is complete
Every little bird will be silent then
every word will be whispered
and the wind in the trees will not be heard
everything I was will be lost in an instant
and my life soon forgotten
in the shadows of time it will turn to dust
Live the life of a star
Is it true that everybody wants to live the life of a star?
Have it all, good looks and money, spending time in a dreamworld?
Despite all the gossip we read ´bout fights over money and kids
we envy the fame and wealth and the freedom of choice that comes with it
Take a look in the mirror, have you got the face of a star?
Swollen lips and sparkling teeth, all cut up in your strive to look young
Identity fading away, replaced by a surface of plastic
What kind of ideal is this, vanity gone overboard
Bright minds, deep thoughts
might be there but well hidden
Words flow, right through you
not meant to think, just confirm illusions of a dream-like life
It´s like a drug and we´re all addicted, need confirmation and limitless love
we try to hide how much we miss it, when we feel small, when life is a bore
But eventhough most of us know that fame doesn´t give us the answer
We race with the rest of the lot and fall flat on the ground when it´s over
Twentytwo in eightyfour
I was twelve and saw this boy
´bout seventeen – looked bored to death
His eyes half-shut, deprived of joy
How I feared that age of cheerlessness
But as I reached that day
nothing bad was to say
life was fun like before
neither sad nore a bore
´Cause realtime is primetime
since life doesn´t change much
as the years pass through the hourglass
my dreams never die, that´s why
Twentytwo in eightyfour:
“twentyfive must be an awful bore”
Twentysix in eightyeight feels great:
“but thirtyone in ninetythree I´ll hate”
What I know ´bout today
might be lost in a year
And I fear life turns grey
as the years disappear
But realtime is primetime
’cause life doesn´t change much
as the years pass through the hourglass
my dreams never die, that´s why
Mars and beyond
(in memory of Russian cosmonaut Komarov)
I had been travelling a year or more
as being the first to go beyond the moon
my missions goal to visit Mars had failed
one hundred million miles; I faced eternity
I was alone with dreams of mother earth
in a galactic sea of empty space
I dreamed of summer days and friends I love
if we could meet again; I´d lost my sanity
You know, I gave it all, to live a dream
years of sacrifice for a life supreme
To be the first on Mars, what a farce!
If I´ll live another year, I´ll crash on Jupiter
But as I left this world I realized
It was worth it all, to live and die
to see the sun paint Mars, red and blue
the sun that shines on friends of mine,
one hundred million miles away on earth
When deep asleep I heard a distant voice
So far away and weak through radio-noise
But as twilight fell the words came clear
They´ve found my ship and me; I shouldn´t fear
As through a miracle, I could see the earth
A tiny spot of life, so much worth
and my ship came down and people cheered
at my return alive, to a success – it appeared
Spongy feet – A Chiropodist´s story
Sit down, take your shoes of
Relax and let me treat your tired feet
Just the one? But that´s silly,
you pay for the pair so please now:
Socks off, give `em to me
Trust me, I´ll make your feet seem as good as new
Oh my! They look like spongy, smelly cheese…
my first ordeal scared the hell out of me,
a farmer’s foot turned out to be,
so disgusting to see,
with a scent of a boot full of death,
a chiropodist, I didn´t know what to do
I smeared my nose with perfume
Rubber gloves and a smile from ear to ear
My patient, proud but dirty like a pig
Looked pale with his feet in my iron grip
Scrape away, get the dead meat off his feet
Don´t look, ´cause I´m digging pretty deep, you see
He was afraid but so was I, no wonder why…
my first ordeal scared the hell out of me,
a farmer’s foot turned out to be,
so disgusting to see,
with a scent of a boot full of death,
a chiropodist, I didn´t know what to do
Putting faith in smearing my nose with perfume
with rubber gloves and disinfection liquid
I took the challenge, I was young and reckless
never touched, nor yet seen the spongy feet
If the hero dies
The hero defeats the crook
and he wins the girl
with a smile on a pretty face he rules
and the movie ends as they always do
But what an odd surprise
if the hero dies
if he falls in the end forgotten and poor
If the movie for once would end with a cry
I would cheer – maybe weird – if the evil thief
would win for once
A bit like real life where things go wrong all the time
I appreciate
to escape reality
take a break from my common everyday life
float away for a while to a land of dreams
But in Hollywood
every ending is sweet
like routine they make you smile in your heart when you leave
as if people can´t handle that things go wrong
I would cheer – maybe weird – if the evil thief
would win for once
A bit like real life where things go wrong all the time
What Is Success? – 2003
Woman on the floor
Looking at a woman lying flat on the floor
bruises on her elbows and a face full of pain
I wonder what she´s been thru’ but she won´t say a word
in her eyes, no signs of life
Pieces of a picture that are found in her fist
tell about the story of her great distress,
of weeks and weeks of struggle to reach for the door,
for the woman on the floor
She´s lying there all alone, for the benefit of our improvement
so frail, so neglected by the children she raised,
they´ve got their own lives now, with thousands of worries,
and not enough time
and all the friends she had, are gone to the happy hunting-grounds,
they´re out of the game
I guess that´s ok, but for the woman on the floor
The picture in her hand shows a gentle face
They were happy lovers in a distant past
and if you´re looking closely you can see a little tear
and hear him whisper “have no fear”
The lady was a poet and she knew how to live
Life was all a wonder, it was right there in her eyes
I wonder what metaphor she´d find to frame her present state
of a forgotten woman’s fate
The fan
I´ve been walking up and down this road, a thousand times before
Trying to get up a little courage before knocking on your door
I can´t stop thinking about how great you played last week
and it makes me feel insignificant
You didn´t miss a single shot, you had the crowd in your hand
Your appearance made the opposition look pathetic and bland
I wonder what you´ll think of me, waiting by your door
If you could see the man inside and read the message in my mind
You´d know that I´d do anything for you
I don´t care about politics, no substance, just empty words
Not music or art makes my heart beat, my thoughts fly away like the birds
I`ll tell you, to me it is the perfect beauty watching you play ball
To me it is the highest art of all.
I´ve been dreaming, I´d never get the courage, that´s the bitter truth
I´ll escape this failure of a mission, and get some help to soothe
Don´t know what I thought about, who I wanted you to be
You wouldn´t want to fly around the world with me
but I know I´d do anything for you
Fill it up and make it shine, I would treat it like a friend of mine
Mend your shoes and follow you ´round the world, follow like your shadow
You could trust me with everything that’s on your mind
and I’d let you read me like an open book
Please, let me be your fan
I believe
What do you believe? Is your life a coincidence?
Was it just a stroke of luck? How come you and I got stuck?
Do you need to know? Does it really change a thing?
Why not just believe in life? Don´t bother with afterlife.
I believe, in what I see, that´s fine with me,
all the beauty around us…
I believe, dreams come true, if you want them to,
you alone rule your destiny,
the book about your life is yours to write
Typical for man, always needs to know the plan
and when he doesn´t have a clue, amazing stories start to brew
Must it be so hard, to believe in life alone
build on things already known, doesn´t turn your heart into stone.
Manhandle
At first his hand strokes gently on her velvet hair
He smiles at her but she looks down, she wouldn´t dare
He talks to her, as if she was a child, but seconds later he goes wild,
and evil thoughts just flood his mind…
He lifts her up and holds her tight,
his eyes are black as darkest night
The thoughts starts spinning in her head…
it hurts her so, he wants her dead.
Does she know this man who once said he loved her?
– said he loved her dark-blue eyes and her beautiful smile.
What went wrong? What did she do? Does he hate her?
She knows that she should leave him and she would, if she could!
The curse breaks when he see tears in her eyes
Tremendous power, he feels good and it terrifies
He loves her so when they make peace and promise that the beating´ll cease
but in her sad smile you can see mistrust.
She tries to hide the disgust she can feel
like the love before, now the hate is real
She locks her door and sleeps to heal
but she wakes up; she must reveal
not the pain, but the humiliation
never in her lifetime is it possible to forget
so she calls for help – with elimination
She´s flooded with relief, when he´s paid his debt
Shandor
Shandor, the name of a guy
Shandor King, why, he got so high
thinking of himself (thinking of himself) and how he’d win the world.
Floating, high up in the sky
Looking down, at all the people passing by
He´s a rocket, reaching for the stars, ay?
(reaching for the stars)
In his dream it’s true, but Shandor comes down so blue, when reality is feeding him a clue
(Isn’t it true, it must be true, I´d get so blue if it wasn´t true, isn´t it true, I´d get so blue if it wasn´t true)
Why is the sky so bright at night?
is it the stars that gives it all the light?
Shandor says, I’m gonna get up there in the sky with the speed of light, I’m the one
Shandor, miserable like few
Sleeps again, what else is new?
dreaming of a life (dreaming of a life) high above the crowd.
Standing, on a mountain top
Thinking that he would never, never stop
He’s a spender, and he’d spend until he’d drop, ay?
(spend until he’d drop)
In his dream it’s true, but Shandor comes down so blue, when reality is feeding him a clue
(Isn’t it true, it must be true, I´d get so blue if it wasn´t true, isn´t it true, I´d get so blue if it wasn´t true)
The thin blue line
The thin blue line between the earth and the sky
our fragile home where we live and die
We balance on a blade of a sharpened knife
but take for granted the gift of life
At night we catch sight of the star spangled sky
a beautiful picture of mystery high
Just like a mayfly, the thin blue line is not to be
forever and ever, giving us this world for free
but we are too frail to see
The thin blue line between poverty and wealth
nothing for man but for the planets health
the earth is not expanding as the property of man
it´s a pile in the sky, build as high as you can
a generation or two, the future is dim
try to look further see destiny grim
Take a look around yourself
see what´s on your hidden shelf
Try to do to fellow man
as much good as you can
The loner
I remember back in -78 I used to climb this giant oak
60 feet up with a beautiful view, my dreams and a menthol-smoke
I could see the school and all the kids running ´round,
but the wind in the trees was the only sound
(I wonder why he sat there, all alone up in the air)
I guess I was a loner, trying to figure out what life was all about
the single largest donor, to inner peace, without a doubt
was my happiness in solitude
Friends that knew about this hideout of mine,
asked if I was sad, you see,
my disappearing was thought of as a sign,
that life was turning bad on me
and people always seem surprised when I claim,
that coping with solitude is the name of the game
His logic was bizarre
I saw a show about a man, a famous movie-star
intelligent and rich but with a logic quite bizarre
giving praise to lovely dollars might
and seconds later preaching socialist rights
He talked about the things that money could buy
It sure was nice and it made him a happy guy
“But stinking liberals are a selfish breed!”
He said while reading about a right-winged Swede
He feared what the world was coming to
all the selfish people made him feel so blue
But with his hand tight around his wallet,
he passed a poor beggar on the street,
our man, on hasty feet,
Every Friday afternoon he left the city-life
with his nice big car, and his pretty wife
In his country-house, luxury-style
hung a poster red with Maos chilly smile
I bet you think he contradicts himself, and you wonder why?
Revolution is nostalgia, and it´s hard to say goodbye
happy memories from sixty-eight
hide the fact that your ideas are out of date
It is hard to live as you learn
and harder it gets when you start to earn
and pretty soon your principles will fade
when easy-living puts them in the shade
What is success?
Older than Lucy, much older than speech
the instinct of seeking for what´s out of your reach
yesterday’s dreams are common tomorrow
makes you lose your illusions and causes you sorrow
Getting by in your own peculiar way
adding to the stakes in life’s play
working hard to make everyday complete
as if happiness is something you eat
the sensation of success is so sweet
You´ll never catch it, whatever your speed
your notion is right but you´ll run ´till you bleed
Stop your chasing ´cause it comes to you
when the time is right and you´ve found the clue
In a new way of thinking, the answer lies
it´s the way you look at yourself
Don´t compare your success with the richer guys
money is no good in itself
happiness is free as it flies
What is success for you and me?
Is it a happy life?
What is the best for us to be?
You´ll know when your mind is free
´cause this life is it, for you and me
Time is expensive, don´t waste it on stress
forget the game when your life is a mess
Look on the inside, repossess your soul
knowing yourself must be the obvious goal
To love and be loved
Long before the sun will rise, a man opens his sleepy eyes
he makes a sad shadow in the bathroom-light
and his kitchen is a movie in black and white
but every furrow in his face shows a life of happy days
and the sparkle that I see, in his eyes, says to me;
“one thing will set you free; it’s to love and be loved”
He puts on his boots in the gloomy hall
It’s five am in the darkest fall
His wife and daughter are still asleep
and as he leaves the house, he starts to weep
but these tears don’t come from a grieving soul
while his life is harmonious, on the whole
it’s the time he spends from his love apart
so tedious and painful to his heart
but every furrow in his face shows a life of happy days
and the sparkle that I see, in his eyes, says to me;
“one thing will set you free; it’s to love and be loved”
Life can be this picture
On the beach of the island Quarray
I spent a lazy day.
And when the sunset painted the sea
this thought came over me
and I said to myself;
Imagine, life can be this picture, like a dream
Imagine, life can be for everyone, this theme
Imagine, life can be the beauty that I see,
and it´s for free,
Late that night I lay down in the sand
and watched the moon, so grand
And when the stars spread over the sea
this thought came over me
and I said to myself;
Imagine, life can be this picture, like a dream
Imagine, life can be for everyone, this theme
Imagine, life can be the beauty that I see,
and it´s for free,
