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Upstate

Days On End

Around We Go

stranger

stranger (stripped)

LYRICS

(Verse)
Shivers runnin' down my spine
Hearts cold in the summertime
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Verse)
You call me like you're used to
To tell me you're in the mood
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Bridge)
Leave me nowhere
Ooh-ooh
Mm
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere
Leave me nowhere

Leave Me Nowhere

MK 37

רדיו שטח 3 הוא אלבום האולפן התשיעי של פאר טסי. האלבום יצא ב-28 ביוני 2025

20. שיר לטל 2

(verse)
I love you when the sun goes down 
when the the night begins to whisper
Or when the fog lift off from all around 
and I left my guard being a firm resister
finding my own virgin magical ground

(verse)
When all the roads swishing past 
lose myself of what brought me here
the mystery of being alive 
and my past like fog disappear 

(chorus) 
When the primary colors were strong and deep
and not from experience diluted
holding on to what not worth of keep 
a darkness erased by being lucid

(verse) 
Found myself on the windowsill 
breathing the thin air of a city
not even close of being fulfilled
when the glow of the moon hit me
thinking it´s time to make a refill 

(chorus)
When the primary colors were strong and deep
and not from experience diluted 
holding on to what not worth of keep 
a darkness erased by being lucid

Primary Colors

Streets of London

River Washed Hair

What No One's Thinking

I'm Sorry You Went Crazy

The Epilogue

Iris

They came with fire, with steel and chain,
Marked the earth, changed the name.
Yet the poet walked where silence grew,
Left his words in ash that flew.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

From Carmel’s hill, where cedars stand,
He named the sea, he called the land.
Not for gold, not for pride,
But to claim the tide before it died.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

The fire raged, the city fell,
The wind still sings what none can tell.
A poet’s room, a glass of wine,
A name now drifting past the line.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Soft winds rise, a song takes flight,
A fleeting shadow, a whispered name.
No wall will stand, no chains remain,
For words outlive the hands of pain.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.


(for Mahmoud Darwish)

Carmel Reloaded

Music for the Soul

Same Sad Shit

Pool - Tiny Desk

❤️😍فان عشت انا لك وان مت انا لك

مييدلي - داني اسحق

Free Spirit

An original pop song with influences of folk, rock and world music about the importance of staying rooted in our being during challenges times. In a world moving fast I feel the call to continue the nature of traditional songwriting from the heart.

Stay Rooted In Being

Mama By Pascal XV

No Tomorrow-isaac pedersen

The Art of Loving

I've Seen It

Our Vow

Mirror of Lies

Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein
Written, recorded and performed by Pages in Clouds 2025



Ohhhhh, the sun has turned its face away.
 beneath the shadow of Ed Gein.
his crimes too dark for the sun ,
too dark to shine.

Mother whispers in the gloom,
Hmmmmmm, her voice a sermon, her word a tomb;
Her hand is gone, yet still it guides,
Ohhhhh, it binds the soul where terror hides.

ohhhhhhhh,
the skin screams out, why oh why?
ohhhhhhh,

The rafters creak, the shadows swell,
Hmmmmmm, the house is but a shell of hell;
The walls are lined with sorrow’s skin,
Ohhhhh, no prayer can cleanse the heart within.

The graves lie open, the moonlight wanes,
Hmmmmmm, the soil still sings with broken names;
The dead are called, their silence torn,
Ohhhhh, the night gives birth to grief reborn.

O mother, cruel, eternal flame,
Hmmmmmm, he lives and dies within thy name;
Thy voice commands, thy ghostly hand,
Ohhhhh, it drives him through a haunted land.

ohhhhhhhh,
the skin screams out, why oh why?
ohhhhhhh,

The wind laments, the darkness moans,
Hmmmmmm, the sickness is kingdom, dark and lone;
A throne of dust, a crown of bone,
Ohhhhh, he walks, but never walks alone.

The stars avert their pallid eyes,
Hmmmmmm, the sky denies his hollow cries;
For sin is sown where silence weeps,
Ohhhhh, the reaper wakes, but never sleeps.

ohhhhhhhh,
the skin screams out, why oh why?
ohhhhhhh,

The village shudders, the forest knows,
Hmmmmmm, the taint of death on every rose;
No hymns may rise, no bells may ring,
Ohhhhh, beneath the shadow of Ed Gein.

ohhhhhh,

ohhhhhh,

ohhhhhh,


the skin screams out, why oh why?

PB2025


Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein

When we first started writing songs together we thought we’d keep it simple but found the allure of a full band sound too tempting to ignore. This song, about the destructive patterns we get locked into, is us fulfilling that original intention - just acoustic guitar, violin and vocals. The riff that underpins the song could have gone another way….that’ll be the next release.

Sugar Trail

I wrote this one for the women who taught me what love sounds like before I ever learned how to say it. It’s for the hands that held me steady, the arms that felt like home, the voices that still echo even when the room is quiet.

Grief has a way of reminding you that love doesn’t end — it transforms. This song is my attempt to translate that transformation into melody: the ache that lingers, the memories that still feel warm, the whispered “I love you” that hangs in the air long after they’re gone.

It’s for my grandmothers — my first storytellers, my quiet protectors, my forever guides. May these notes carry every thank you I never got to say out loud.

No Echo (Dedicated to my Grandmothers)

This is the 4th track for Rocktober. 

I had the plan to make a medieval ballad about a trucker and his wife and kids at home.

I wrote and wrote and had 6 verses.
When recording, it became a very long ballad. Really, really long.

I got distracted and started with a beat after the last verse. And another beat. A sound. It became fantastic 😆
So, tomorrow's track (5th) will be the remix of this ballad.

I kept 3 verses and perhaps the lyrics are going nowhere, but at least I have something for day 4 🤭

04 Ballad of the road and the hearth

Berg finns överallt. Tornande, överkomliga, fantasieggande och inbillade. Vid horisonten. Vid kanten av barndomens platser. Och inuti oss, som minnen, drömmar, ok och styrkor.

Från mitt berg, Vera Vinters nya album, är skrivet i mötet mellan dessa världar. Nio sånger där vardagen spricker upp och visar något större. En kaffekopp som ångar i solen. En cykel som kämpar uppför backen. Ett hjärta som rusar när vinden tar tag. Och bergen som följer oss in i natten, ut på krogen, där frihet och flykt krockar med det vi aldrig riktigt kan lämna.

Musiken är avskalad. Röst och gitarr i centrum. Utsmyckad med violin, cello, kantele, slagverk och körer. Enkelheten bär styrkan. Som en snäcka som bär havet i sitt skal rymmer några få ackord hela känslan av livets tyngd och lättnad.

Vera Vinter kommer från Stora Lappträsk utanför Kalix. I hennes sånger sjuder Norrbottens språk, människor och natur. Här möts indiepop och folkmusik, med spår av jojk och de dialekter och språk som fortfarande lever i norr. Efter fem album och samarbeten med Petra Marklund, Bo Kaspers Orkester och Staffan Hellstrand står hennes röst kvar som något eget, förankrat i hembygden men med blicken riktad långt bort.

Från mitt berg, producerad av Hanna Ekström och skapad i samarbete med BD Pop och Norrbottensmusiken, är ett album om att stanna, minnas och möta sitt ursprung. Men också om att kliva ut i det okända. Och bergen finns alltid kvar.

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