Ind i skoven

Det trækker ind af ruden og du trækker mig med
Ud i skoven, vi løber, vi løber så rask afsted
Og du er solen og jeg har tabt endnu et lille spil
Og du smiler og stråler og vi giver aldrig op

Men der er huller i jorden mens solen går ned
Og vi famler os frem, famler efter friheden et sted
Bare din ånde mod min nakke og kun feerne ser med
Og vi danser og elsker og bliver ved og ved

Helt ind i skoven
Og ud igen
Det regner sølvgrå stråler
Men vi tager fat og bliver ved
For det er sådan man gør
Det' kærlighed

Som et hul i jorden
Trækker du mig med
Men du ryster på hånden
Giver slip og glider med
Gennem mudderbrune blade
Vi holder tæt, fast og ved
Og jeg nyder din nye duft af mudder
Og det glid der følger med

Men det kribler på jorden mens solen går ned
Og vi famler os frem, famler efter friheden et sted
Bare din ånde mod min nakke og kun feerne ser med
Og vi danser og elsker og bliver ved og ved

Helt ind i skoven
Og ud igen
Det regner sølvgrå stråler
Men vi tager fat og vi bliver ved
For det er sådan man gør
Det' kærlighed

Ind i skoven

Lumsk farvand

Lumsk farvand
I lumsk farvand

En piblen, et træk og vi er på vej
Blåsort blæk under stevnen, tuschet mørke foroven
Jeg tror dig når du siger at vi har langt igen
Mens skroget fyldes centimet' for centimet'

Det' lumsk farvand
Lumsk farvand

Jeg støder på grund i dit viltre hår
Jeg farer vild et sted på dit allerinderste lår

Det' lumsk farvand
Lumsk farvand

Mon du tror mig når jeg siger
At det ikke er let
At navigere med kun hjertet til hjælp?
Mon du tror mig når jeg siger jeg er fortabt
i dig og i et
lumsk farvand?

Lumsk farvand

Lumsk farvand

Mostly in Love

There's so many times I've let you down
Oh so many times I've fooled around
But baby, hear me when I whisper
We're still here

In spite of all the pain
In spite of all our good intentions
In spite of all of our differences
We still remain, mostly the same
Mostly in love
Mostly in love

Oh, every time you call me back
And every time I scratch yours
In every way we always seem to come
Together

In spite of all the pain
In spite of our lost refrain
In spite of all of our differences
We still remain, mostly the same
Mostly in love
Mostly in love
Mostly in love

Mostly in Love

Oh. Hi, Fate

Give me one last taste of your knuckles
Right here on my forehead
Do me one last favour before I go
And give it your best shot
Oh, I dream of Crow
Pulling me in two
I never dream of you
All benign, blonde and bloodshot

Give me one last slice of your cake, honey cub
Right here on my forehead
Litter me good
Give me something to do
Recycling your misfortunes
Oh, my dream is black
And black's within my tongue
I give you a taste and
you hand me one back

Right here on my forehead is a scar
Right here on my forehead is my avatar
Come join yours and let us
Limb through this
Forest
Of tall
Dark
Handsome
Lies

All lies

Give me one last taste of your knuckles
Right here on my forehead
Do me one last favour before I go
And give it all you've got

Oh. Hi, Fate

Tonight

I think I'm going out
Taking myself for a spin
Trying on your sunshine but I'm not
Letting it in

Cos babe you know I'm
Bigger than you
Bigger than you you you and you
I'm bigger than scream
And I'm bigger than blue too

And I might take you on
Oh I might take you out for a spin

Tonight

Cos we are
Nothing but bone
Nothing but skin
Just a sample of two-shine
Look, it's simple:
Knock. And I may,
Or may not let you in

And I might take you on
Oh I might take you out for a spin

Tonight

Oh to, lick such a delicate neck
Nip such a delicate oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh
Snap back into man
And keep your eyes on the road

Cos I might take you on
Yeah I might take you out for a spin

Tonight

Tonight

Tesco

I meant to tell you this long ago
I never meant to cause a fuzz, turn it into a show
But when I met you down the aisle at Tesco
I just didn't have it in me, to hold i back
Amidst these miles and miles of aisles

I accidentally bit my lip as we were stading over a massive pile of fizz
And you cupped my chin with your stocky little hand, the one you so loathe
Somehow I'd forgotten just how much you fire me up
T'was as if someone had plugged me with a mega-giga watt and cranked it all the way up
And little lights were dancing, uh-oh
Yeah, little lights were dancing uh-oh
Right before my very eyes
Amidst these miles and miles of aisles
But you served me but one taste of you

I didn't notice whether they carried passion fruit that day
Or whether it was simply me, being me
But I miss your long hairs clogging up my drain
And I've tried so hard to forget, to fall in love, but it just doesn't feel the same
So I spilled my guts over line number three
Amidst these miles and miles of aisles
My woman of heart of mind
Oh, for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Let me take you down this
Tesco aisle

Tesco

Play Like Kites

I always thought that you would be the one to pass me by
I always figured there was no reason to even try
But here we are
Here we are

I was wondering about the brown in the blue of you eyes
I was wondering what might be lurking in there
About the plains, the sea
And here I am
Here I am

And we fly
And we float
And we play like kites
And we get lost
We get lost

I never thought that we would be in for such a ride
And as your tide flushes me out I think that
It's probably for the best
So godspeed
Oh darling
Godspeed

Play Like Kites

I'd love some feedback on this mix. I feel like a few more things to add texture and dynamics towards the end would be nice. So far me and the very good friend of mine, Christian Brandt, who's helped me through the whole process have pondered mandoline, organ and different things, but to no avail. Hence, this call for inspiration.

And I'm still thinking that maybe that final bit should have a silently growing mass choir of random people on it - maybe someone wants to collab? Just post me a PM!

And NB! Nevermind the little talk bits and stuff - it'll all be cleaned for the final version :)

Oh, and lyrics:

Said I'm tired girl
I'm tired and sore
And I can't make out what this life is for
So pour me one, just one more
And leave me to it

'cos there are things that a man must do
Comb his hair and make a baby or two
Sit lonesome by the river in the pouring rain
Love his woman
...to bizzles

And it always comes around on Sundays
Oh it always comes around just then
When o'er the moors I walk
O'er the moss and slippery stones
O'er the moors I walk
I walk 'till I'm sore
I walk alone

So leave me to it girl
and the fog will lift soon
And fresh, clear winds will blow in from the Isles of Innisfree
And while wave after wave whispers death
I'll hold you close
Just one more sunrise and then
Monday's here

And there are things that a man must do
Comb his hair and make a baby or two
Sit lonesome by the river in the pouring rain
Love his woman
...to bizzles

Oh it all dawns upon me on Sundays
Oh it always comes around just then
When o'er the moors I walk
O'er the moss and slippery stones
O'er the moors I walk
I walk alone

O'er the Moors

Hi there and welcome to my soundcloud page,

I guess I've been here on SoundCloud for quite a while now, and I am so grateful that SC ever happened. Not only is it a beautifully executed site, but most important of all it helps people come together around music. The community here is second to none, and I'm amazed at how SC has succeeded in keeping it all about the music.

Now, I've been writing songs since I got my first guitar at 15; The first one featured two-string guitar playing, since I didn't know any chords yet, and was a Soundgarden-inspired piece called Whatsoever. Quite a lot has happened since then.

I forgot how to use my own voice, somehow found that out again due to Damien Rice and patience, took a five year break from music to become a game designer and build a game studio, moved from Denmark to Portugal and finally, in May 2011, I quit in order to play much more music. To have that back in my life. And SC has been such a wonderful help in achieving this.

Now I'm back in Copenhagen doing all I can to share this music that's such a big part of me with everyone else on SC and in the world. It's a tough, tiresome piece of work but never has anything felt so rewarding.

Thanks for tuning in and stay cool.

<3 N

Niel Irson