FRIGHTENED FOR

Sharp as Costello
Cool as Capone
Can you keep up that style
When you're alone?

I've known you always
There's something new
That I don't recognize in you

It's you I'm frightened for
You I'm frightened for

Smooth as a switchblade
Hard as a sword
A distance between us
A knot on the cord

No need to talk
If it can't be undone
It's not your fight
When it can't be won

It's you I'm frightened for
You I'm frightened for

I was supposed to hold and catch you
Help you up when something pushed you down
Instead I stopped, slipped, fell and failed
And dragged you out to see me drown

It's you I'm frightened for
You I'm frightened for

Memories of us
Of moments gone
You're a boy turned man
I'm a dad on the run

We cannot start over
Can't cure the loss
But maybe time together
Can help both of us

It's you I'm frightened for
You I'm frightened for

Frightened For

MEET IN THE MIDDLE

If we meet in the middle
We're halfway
But to where?

Between what you want
And what I can give
Between what I need
And how you can live

Between tenderness
And desire
Between the best intentions
And a lack of fire

If we meet in the middle
We're still only halfway there
If we meet in the middle
Is it happier than here?

Between old habits
And new inspiration
Between faked feelings
and true dedication

Between sense of adventure
And fear of change
Between peace process
And a shooting range

If we meet in the middle
We're still only halfway there
And if we meet in the middle
Will we be happier than here?

The strange tinkling sensation in your fingertips
You used to talk about it when we were alone
Did you just get used to it?
Or are you not talking about it anymore
Because it's gone

If we meet in the middle
We're still only halfway there
And if we meet in the middle
Will we be happier than here?

Between love
And confusion
Between fact
And illusion

Between passion
And pain
Between fighting for it
And feeling it's in vain

If we meet in the middle
We're halfway
But to where?

Meet In The Middle

NATION OF TWO

The sounds and the songs
And the photos of you
The books and the bed
And the wallpaper too

The names of the places
We used to go
The words with meanings
Only you and I know

All that reminds me of you
And our nation of two

The plans and the problems
That filled our heads
The nights and the fights
And the things we said

The foolish dreams
And the way things went
The letters I wrote
But never sent

All that reminds me of you
And our nation of two

The bonds of love
That once kept us together
Turned to a whip
Forcing us apart
I kid myself 
That you’re to blame
For this cold empty
Feeling in my heart

But hey what about you
And what about our nation of two

Nation Of Two

REAL

So we fell out but we made a plan
To stay together if we can
The tunnel is dark and the road is long
With ghosts all around us and their magic is strong

It's real
what I'm telling you
Real
I did this to you
Real
The pain you feel
Real
It's real

Something is missing, it disappeared
We lost it, it's no longer here
The search is on and the scouts are out
But they don't have a clue what it's all about

It's real
The fall from the stars
Real
The blows and the scars
Real
The guilt I feel
Real
It's real

It's not my life, not my story
I'm just watching someone playing a part
A total stranger in my own movie
Injecting the poison in your heart

It's real
The ugly truth
Real
Hurt and abuse
Real
Rob and steal
Real
It's real

It's cold on this shortest day and longest night
But spring will come and bring warmth and light
And when it's Christmastime again
I trust we're still here - and still friends

It's real
Enough of the lying
Real
Enough crying
Real
We still breathe
Real
It's real

It's real
Time to move on
Real
Time to be strong
Real
Accept how we feel
Real
It's real

Real

RERUN

Zooming in on a dark shade of green
In a tearful eye
Cut to a face in an old car
Slowly pulling a way

A blurred shot out through the back window
She's leaning on a lamppost looking down
Close-up as she starts to wave
But then change her mind

Who's going to make the first call
Who'll say sorry and who'll say let's forget it all

Rerun
Like those old movies
They always
Rerun
The same story again
In a rerun

Fading in on a suitcase
Lying on a bedroom floor
It reflects the blue light of a show
That no one's watching anymore

A handheld shot of the bed
Awkward touches and soft voices
But you don't know what's being said
A slow pan leaves them alone
With more trouble a few frames ahead

Cause who will admit they were wrong
And play the underdog
Hoping that this time it will last

Rerun
Like a bad dream
That comes back to haunt you in a
Rerun
it's all over again in a
Rerun

Their lips are moving but there's no sound
Well maybe the words come later
Out of sync, out of hope
Out of love, out of time

But still dreaming of a Rerun
With a better end
Though we know we're dumb to even pretend
We can change a line in a Rerun

Rerun like those old movies
They always rerun
The same story again
In a rerun

Rerun

TURN BLUE

I'm making a list
Of all my flaws
It's not done yet
Things I should do but won't
And want but can't
And all the stuff I just don't get

The demons I struggle with
The fears I fight
And all those I refuse to face
The people I hurt
The pain I cause
And how I try to avoid the weight

Everything I touch turn blue
If you stay too long I'll do it to you

I can't blame it on a curse
Or chemistry
It's not a natural born thing
Not my blood, my heart or my DNA
It's mostly in my head

So I'm making this list
It's getting long
There seems to be no end
And the things I can't do now, they fall back on you
My love and best friend

Everything I touch turn blue
If you stay too long I'll do it to you

Turn Blue

WRITTEN IN THE SAND

I saw my name
Written in the sand
I thought it was the work
Of your hand

When I asked you
You denied
But to this day
I still think you lied

About the names
Written in the sand
In the sand

There was a heart
Carved in the chestnut tree
With initials
That could be you and me

When I told you so
You said the answer my friend is still no

Despite the heart
In the chestnut tree
In the tree

And that was it for you and me

I got a love letter
Written with a purple pen
When I read it
It started all over again

When I called you to say yes
You said no way, it's just another wrong guess

Despite the letter
And the purple pen
Purple pen

Now your name
Is written in the sand
This time it's the work
Of my hand

I put your name
Next to mine
You should see it
It looks just fine

Our names
Written in the sand
Sand
Written in the sand
In the Sand

Written In The Sand

Melancholic songs from one of the world's happiest countries.
Danophone: "One who speaks the Danish language either natively or by adoption"

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