LOVERS

I have tried 
To tell you
About love
I have died
To come through
A sort of
Death

And I have buried
The past
Under my lake
I have carried
The fast
Way to break
Apart

I have done things
From the ending 
To the start
I have undone strings
From the head
To the heart
Failure

And I have kissed
You on the lips
In you ear
I have lost my coexist 
And it all slips
It all dissapear
In a hole

I have no soul
Only a shadow
Of your figure
I have a lavender shoal
That smells
Like  your
Skin

I have dreamed 
Too much
The past days
I have gleamed 
Like a wet light touch
I’m porbaly in a phase
Of outglowing

In the unknowing
Present
Where I have spent
I lot of time
To extent
The lights
In these
Long nights

I could have had
Everything
But now I’m so sad

So stupid
So bad 
To be a cupid

I’m so sorry
For being 
Too late

For not seeing
What my love did
To your heart weight

There is no one 
Quite like you
There is nothing
Quite like this
We were more 
Than just lovers
So why didn’t we
Said goodbye with a kiss


Lovers

Naked

STILLEHAVET

(vers)

Bølger blæser over mig i vand
Så meget lys du kaster i vrimlen
Drømme sover over sig på land
Vi sætter et plaster på himlen

Løber alle steder hen bare ikke hjem
Vi løber hurtigt igen
Støder hovedet ind i murer
Bløder rødt i flere uger
Kærlighedsmisbruger i weekenden

Endnu engang står vi her 
Og klemmer hjerterne
Endnu engang dansk regnvejr
Hvor vi gemmer smerterne
Kan du se det samme som jeg
Kan du se mig
Bag disse persinner af ribben i pastel 
Du kender mig, jeg er ikke god til at passe på mig selv

Du holder dine hænder om mig på en speciel måde

(omkvæd)

Som stillehavet der så let vælter sine både
Som stillhavet der strækker sig så smukt ud af øjet
Hvad har vi dog lavet med alle disse nåle og tråde 
Hvad har vi dog lavet siden vores kroppe er så bøjet

(vers)

Det er svært at forklare, hårdt at forstå
Og endnu svære at svare på
Hvorfor jeg er sne selvom det er sommer
Hvorfor jeg venter på ting der ikke kommer
Mørke lommer 

Men jeg tror jeg forstår
Det handler nemlig ikke om tiden der går
Men om de ting du siger og røre 
Det er de ting der gør at tør ting jeg ikke turde før 
Det er de ting der gør mig større

Mit liv er stadig ungt
Men hele 84 årstiders tungt
Somre efter somre, vintre efter vintre
Til sidst ser man ikke efteråret og foråret splintre
I ens ansigt
Som var de et falskt kærlighedsdigt
Men du giver den smukkeste udsigt til mig
Og intet poesi er så virkelig som dig

Intet stillehav bevæger sig som du gør 
Intet er som det var før 

Vi går over vores breder
Falder ned fra skyernes fuglereder
Vi svømmer mod alt det vi ikke ve
Vi drømmer som havde vi lært det

Stillehavet sejler rundt i os to
Stillethavet spejler sig i os så vi kan gro
Hvad har vi dog lavet siden vi endte så øde
Hvad har vi dog lavet siden ting I os er døde

(outro)

Ting I os er døde
Stillehavet søde
Gør at vi bløder blåt
Gør at vi gløder råt
Gør at vi lever vådt

Der er ting vi ikke behøver at sige mere til hinanden
Der er ting vi har sagt for mange gange til en anden
Der er ting vi har forlagt i lange sange om kærlighed
Og nu finder vi dem frem ved Stillehavets stille bred  

Vi lever flot
Vi lever vådt
Og det føles godt
ja det føles godt
blot du er her
hvor stillethavet er og ser

Stillehavet

Monday Theme

88

(Verse)

She has a bad kingdom 
with no father and no mom 
she don’t know where she is from 
she has become numb  
and he has cherized
too many hearts 
not to be a turist 
in his own
not to feel alone 

She has a fake palace 
a misplaced childhood
she has become careless  
she was once something good  
and he has joined the army 
he wanted to be a soldier 
now he comes home in a paperfolder
now he is a raper and bipolar

(Verse)

The groom and the bride 
found themselfs in a little room 
with walls too white   
so they split up 
instead of painting the walls red
they fucked it up 
long before they fucked in the bed 
and now they drink
too many vinebottles 
now they think
they can escape their battles
but it’s all in loop
it’s not something new 
their children miss their parents and their parachutes too   
leaving them is fucked up thing to do 
   
(Verse)

So now they enjoy their freedooms
with all it’s lonely bombs 
now he is alone with his demons
now she is on her own with her treasons 

(Verse)

Their are 88 seasons 
on 22 years
88 seasons 
for tears 

Their are 88 eyes 
to this party 
44 bodies 
to hunt on this safari 

Their are 88 days 
to christmas
66 ways 
to make a mess 

Their are 88 knifes 
in the drawer
88 lifes 
killed in a horror 

But their are 88 reasons 
to love 
88 seasons 
changing from above 


HURRICANE SUNSHINE

(Verse)

Hurricane sunshine 
blowing us a cloud nine
taking us to places we’ve never been 
taking us to places we’ve never seen 
  
Hurricance sunshine
you can lean on me anytime 
the rain is kept in a shrine 
so you don’t have to worry about the clime  

Hurricane sunshine 
take all that is mine
you are what remains 
white needle pines 
needling my veins 

Hurricane sunshine light  
make me full in wine tonight  
let me loose my mind 
in your body that bends 
in your body that blinds

Let me loose my mind 
in your body that bends

That makes me blind
It makes me blind

It is the body that bends
Is the way you add ends 

It is the body that bends

(Chorus) 

Hurricane sunshine 
blow me a summer 
hurricane of mine 
show me how I’m gonna
get your number 
get you under 
my skin
my sun 
my love for you   
has just begun 

(Outro)

My love for you   
has just begun 
hurricane you are the one 
like me, close to none 
so free and full of fun 

It’s just begun
hurricane you are the one
we could run, a homerun
oh we could overrun the sun 

Hurricane sunshine gun
shoot before we get too close
shoot before you take of your cloth 
your wind plus my mind could kill us both 

Hurricane sunshine gun 
it’s time to hide 
it’s time to goodbyes 
time to say that at least we tried 
at least we saw eachother eyes

Hurricane Sunshine Gun

Sentimental Issues

Produced by Pacific Harbour and MAISK
Lyrics by Pacific Harbour and MAISK
Vocal by MAISK

Is This How We Say Goodbye? feat. MAISK

Salty Water

Making music for the heart, the head, the heavy feelings, and the hours of dancing   

Pacific Harbour

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