Music: Odelholm
Words: Fredriksson 

Right now

Right now, now. Here’s a moment.
The only one you got, your shot, better own it.
Tomorrow is never promised, know that if you really want it,
do it now.
Right now.

Yeah, now, guess it’s as good a time as any,
missed moments are many, present ones few.
How about you? Yeah, you, where you at?
Checked in or checked out? The future or the past?
I used to wish for days to pass so I could get a little older,
to hold my own, to put the whole world on my shoulders.
Now I wish for days to last so I can hold every minute,
every second, share a moment with my sons and be in it.
Be in it, can’t be that hard, be in it,
count your breath, be in it,
stay in the moment, be in it.
Maybe you lose it, if you don’t use it.
Maybe you get what you give, when you give it you live,
when you live it you love, when you love it you
And then it hits you hard: How long ’til you’re gone?
When do you move on? You fear a year is too far.
‘Cause we can’t count on tomorrow and that we’re gonna make it.
You can’t beg, steal or borrow, but you sure can waste it - your time.

Right now, now. Here’s a moment.
The only one you got, your shot, better own it.
Tomorrow is never promised, know that if you really want it,
do it now.
Right now.

I remember when time was on my side, thinking I had plenty,
mornings to come many.
Nothing to lose, all mine to choose on this ride.
Doubts, not any, never thinking about when we
went wrong, where we’re going, how much time we got.
I guess until you’ve lost, you just assume a lot.
A lot, so we make plans for tomorrow,
no grief or sorrow, it’s all fields of gold.
All you see is where you’re going until you look back,
then you long for where you’ve been, it’s never where you’re at.
It’s a trap, but so easy to do.
When you paint a picture of the past, you give it another hue,
all colors are so bright, life seems so light,
no weight to what was wrong, it’s all to what was right.
So let me look with those same eyes,
at this place, these skies, your face, your smile,
right now.

Right now, now. Here’s a moment.
The only one you got, your shot, better own it.
Tomorrow is never promised, know that if you really want it,
do it now.
Right now.

Right now is the time we’re gonna say flew by,
‘cause days become years in the blink of an eye.
Right now is the time that we were waiting for,
every time we said tomorrow, next spring, next fall. 
Right now, you know it’s true, we won’t get younger than this,
and what you’ve got in from of you are the days you will miss.
Right now, all you can hold, all you’ve got, all you need,
and truth be told, no other place I rather be, 
than right now.

Right Now

Music: Odelholm
Words: Fredriksson

All you need

She said:
“What’s your intention with that smile on your face? 
When you lavish your praise, like we’re sun and good days,
like we ain’t seen the rain, dark clouds and dirt,
earth abandoned and burnt, words handed to hurt. 
No slammed doors, just stared at floors and cold wars,
digging deeper wells, ’til we reach hell,
breach those walls with close calls.
No. Now you want me to act like it’s nothing,
like it’s ’99 again or something.
Not for lack of wanting, 
but this thick skin kept me cold in the desert,
kept me warm a long winter and now you want me to shed it?
I don’t get it. 
‘Cause ain’t a damn thing changed.
It seems you turned a corner, but we’re in the same place.
Now you’re changing your ways, now you look at me straight,
now you’re holding your gaze, like you ain’t seen me in days.
It’s a game, it’s a trap, I didn’t forget where we’re at.
Me and mine, you and yours, stay in your lane and that’s that.”

That’s love

“If all you need is love,
then why you get so mad about money?
Why you think I’m acting all funny?
Why you quit calling me honey?
We’re in it for life now, ain’t we?”

“20 years, 10 months, 5 days and counting.
I ain’t saying I know what, but we started something.
And from the start it was our hearts that traced the route,
erased all doubt, embraced what’s ours, whispered loud and we listened.
Through hands held in rice rain, through cold spells on ice plains,
through eyes closed and whispers, through lost hope we listened.
Listen, you’re not the only one under the sun,
feeling abandoned and beat, battered by the heat,
tracing circles in the sand, calloused hands, blistered feet,
like we forgot why we came, like we forgot what we seek.
I ain’t got no wish or prayer for things we can’t be,
just need to shed some layers, to uncover me.
See, it ain’t got to be this heavy, this load we carry.
What we were, what we are, always changing, ain’t we?
But if I leave expectations and fear,
close my eyes and breathe slow, I know what I hear.
I hear love.”

That’s love

“But if it’s all played out, it doesn’t matter now.
And if you’re way past doubt, what do you need to figure out?
See what I most care about is to turn these seeds into trees,
that stand tall and steady, while the wind keeps blowing.
Their arms raised high, holding up the sky.
So that the earth may keep turning,
so that the sun may rise.”

All You Need

Music: Odelholm
Words: Fredriksson 

How do you know?

30 years in school and I still feel like a fool,
far both from who I was and who I thought I’d be when I’d get old.
All I know, all I ever knew, was how to learn fast,
like cats with burnt whiskers stay away from the light.
I followed my brothers and my sisters, and what they liked I liked,
I was like “Yes!”, never I can’t or I might.
So when you asked me to sing, I didn’t wait to grab a mike.
See, doing it was the thing, not doing it right. Right?
And I was hooked from there on, 
all it took was a song to make me think I could do it.
And I’d do it, yeah I’d do it on the bus, on the bike,
in the back of the class with a blank stare in my eyes,
rehearsing rhymes in my mind, trying to get those lines tight.
Every night I would write before I turned off the light,
then fall asleep with a smile, not ‘cause it was great what I wrote,
but ‘cause I’d found what I liked, ‘cause I had purpose and hope.
Yeah, purpose and hope.
Yeah, purpose and hope.

Understand you don’t understand it all.
The more you learn, the less you know, you know,
so how do you know?

I hear rhymes from my teens, don’t know to laugh or to cry.
Some tell a story it seems and some are lost on me now.
Still there’s a tone underneath I can relate to somehow,
‘cause I still voice the same dreams, still ask the same questions why:
Who am I? What’s a life? What’s a truth? What’s a lie?
Yeah who am I? A little older, broad shoulder, little colder.
Years go by and I try to keep that kid alive.
Tell myself not to cry days I feel that he’s lost,
I write a song, I write a rhyme to recall who he was.
I try to choose my words with purpose and not just because.
See, we live in a world of surplus and still we are lost.
Look at all that we’ve got. It may not seem like a lot,
but way more than we need. See I don’t usually pray,
but God, ain’t we blessed by God every single time we breath.
The more I write, the more I read, it’s oh so clear to me:
Yes, ain’t we blessed, every single time we breathe.
Yes, every single time we breathe.
Yes, so breathe.

Fredriksson

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