Vocals by Shahar Zivan (Rupti)
Guitars and backing vocals by Jørgen Leren
Synths, backing vocals and various computer magic by Simon Brown
Additional backing vocals by Dreadh and ChaosThem


Lyrics:

[I - Happy]

I'm all about this thing that seems to be around
The one that makes us realize we're all the same
You know - The thing that makes our walls come crashing down
Lighting up the flame of hope for those who came

In my formative years
Never thought that I would get to see the day
But it seems we're here to stay

And you blindly try to find me  
I don't know if I can make you happy
Catching lightning is as likely
I don't know if I can make you happy anymore
Like the writing on the wall 

In my forgotten years
Never dreamt that I would get to see the day
But for all I have seen
Didn't think that I would let it get away
Are we really here to stay?

Still you blindly try to find me
I don't know if I can make you happy
Catching lightning is as likely
I don't know if I can make you happy anymore
Like the writing on the wall 
Tried to warn us once before

[II - Burning Up Daylight]

I'm thinking about you, baby
(Burning up daylight, burning up daylight)
I'm thinking about you, baby
(Burning up daylight, burning up daylight)
I'm thinking about you, baby
(Burning up daylight, burning up daylight)
I'm thinking about you, baby
(Burning up daylight, burning up daylight)

It isn't too late to try it
(Drowning in sorrow, maybe tomorrow)
I think I can find what caused it
(I don't know why I haven't been thorough)
I'm just waiting for the all clear
(This is what they like, this is what they like)
Because in the end you know we're
(Burning up daylight, burning up daylight)

[III - Re-Entry]

Burning up upon re-entry
In the midst of what you left me
And that funny thing you said
And for all the good it did
Couldn't find out what you hid 
Nothing more has come my way

[IV - Happy Returns]

Would you kindly try to find me?
I don't know if I can make you happy
Catching lightning is as likely
I don't know if I can make you happy anymore
Like the writing on the wall 
Tried to warn us once before
Now it's up to us once more

Happy

Vocals by Shahar Zivan (Rupti)
Computer magic by Simon Brown

Lyrics:

I'm looking for something
I'm pulling on your heart's strings
I'm looking for something
You own, you own

I'm holding on to nothing
I'm hoping for everything
I'm asking for something
You know, you know

'Cause we talked it over
When you called
And we ended it
In cold blood
All of us grown
So old

I'm having second thoughts here
I'm having second thoughts, you hear?
I'm having second thoughts here
Alone, alone

But we talked it over
When you called
And we ended it
In cold blood
All of us grown
So old

We're making this up
As we go along
Trying to reharmonize
Our song
But by the time we find the key
It's already over

We keep making shit up
As we go along
Hoping in the end
We won't be alone
But every answer that we find
Seems to lead us nowhere
Nowhere

'Cause we talked it over
When you called
And we ended it
In cold blood
All of us grown
So old

As We Go Along

This song is about an elevator. Why did I write a song about an elevator? I don't know - why does anyone do anything?
I do like it though, it feels weirdly emotional for such a pointless concept.
It will probably never be finished because I can't really see any way to continue without it becoming repetitive. Hey, maybe it *is* finished and it's just really short!

Lyrics:

Rise
Rise to the end of it all
I know the structure is tall
But you can make it

Stay
Only on levels where you belong
Play us that charming two-note song
Make sure we notice

Don't let yourself lose control
I know that maintenance takes its toll
Fight through the wear and tear
Take only as much as you can bear

When you feel stuck, be strong
After the darkness comes the dawn
It's beyond you at this moment
But you'll get there before long

Escalate me
Relocate me
Elevate me
Counterweight

Counterweight

Shahar Zivan - Guitars and vocals
Jørgen Leren - Vocals
Simon Brown - Bass, drums, COWBELL

Lyrics and composition by Rupti
Mixing by Simon Brown

Lyrics:
We will fight for independence
Eat an oyster, maybe veal
Even Sharon's in attendance
Sounds like she enjoyed the meal

Let's tip the balance
And drink from the chalice
It's time to burst the bubble, dear
Let's expose the fraud and
Reveal he's a crawdad
And let's flood the room with our tears
Hydrogen

I'm looking for a gopher
On my sofa
Getting closer now
A waterspout
I offer lots of commerce   
growth potential 
confidential.
What is it all about?

My inscription is a sonnet
Wear your shoes, step out the door
There's a vacuum in my wallet
The philosopher is bored

Let's push the barber
And sail from the harbor
I have permission to be me
Let's do some gymnastics
And something with plastic
And lets punch an insect in the knee

Let's tip the balance
And drink from the chalice
It's time to burst the bubble, dear
Let's expose the fraud and
Reveal he's a crawdad
And let's flood the room with our tears
Hydrogen

Tip The Balance (Hydrogen)

Acoustic guitars and vocals by Shahar Zivan (Rupti).
Lead guitar and backing vocals by Jørgen Leren.
Mixing, backing vocals, piano, syncing the vocal harmonies and all kinds of awesome effects by Simon Brown. 

Written and composed by me.

Lyrics:

How have you been? We haven't talked in a while
It's been a decade since I last saw your smile
Took several years to break my way through
But seeing you again makes me wish that you would

Take me away from this place and time
Back to the moment when you were mine
And my wings remembered how to fly

You drifted so far from me
I never thought that we could be
So close and yet so distant
How did we let it get this cold?
How did our tragic tale unfold?
We still can change the ending
Now that you are

Here by my side at this place and time
Everything feels like it will be fine
And my wings can learn again to fly

If only I could...
(How did we let it get this cold?)
If only I could be

Here in your arms at this place and time
Reliving the time it was you and I
Then my wings will fly

My Wings

Vocals and guitars by Shahar Zivan (Rupti)
Backing vocals by Simon Brown and Jorgen Leren
Mixing, mastering, strings and everything else by Simon Brown


Lyrics:

Just like investigations
People sometimes get shut down
Due to lack of public interest

You've reached your destination
But it's nowhere to be found
Just like all your darkest secrets

And money's not enough
To buy yourself a better life
And so
It's hard to know

How long?
How long has it been
Since you let yourself breathe?
How long?
How long has it been
Since you lived?

The charm of isolation
As their blurry, distant lives
Are taking place outside your window

Demand an explanation
But nobody tells you why
You have found yourself in limbo

Your best is not enough
To fight your way out,
Find yourself again
Out in the rain

How long?
How long has it been
Since you let yourself breathe?
How long?
How long has it been
Since you lived?

It's time to fly away

The Charm Of Isolation

Acoustic guitars and vocals by Shahar Zivan (Rupti).
Electric guitars by Jørgen Leren.
Mixing, programming and everything else, by Simon Brown.

Written and composed by me.

Lyrics:

Morning shines its light
On the petals of a wilted flower
Warning - He's inside
Her tower

Evening comes around
As she's hiding from her knight in shining...
Leaving is too hard
It's time to go home

But it feels like pain
With no justified gain
Echoes in her brain
Shall we try again?

Help, I've fallen and I can't get up
Help, she keeps falling when she tries to fly

And it feels like pain
With no justified gain
Echoes in her brain
Shall we try again?
   
And it feels like trust
That is covered in rust
And dissolves to dust
By the time the morning comes

Morning shines it's light
The petals of a wilted flower
He's inside her tower
Evening comes around
She's hiding from her knight
In shining armor
Leaving is too hard
It's time to go home

And it feels like pain
With no justified gain
Echoes in her brain
Shall we try again?

And it's hard to cope
With the loss of all hope
When this slippery slope
Leads to where she was before

Wilted

Vocals by Shahar Zivan (Rupti).
Everything else by Simon Brown.

Written by Rupti, arranged by Rupti & Simon

Lyrics:

There was a fan in my old house
And it would blow away my doubts
As the cold wind moved your hair
There was a time when we would sit
We didn't worry about commitment      
As the spinning blades pushed air

Was it friendship, was it love?
My answer's "All of the above"
But as we danced, it gathered dust
It often rattled and made noise
We didn't fix it, we enjoyed it
As a symbol our trust

It was a fan, you see
And in my fantasy
We're together
A hundred years from now
And though the wind may blow
I only wish we'll grow
Old together
Forget the where and how

Its motor died three years ago
We took our fries and tears to-go
And since that day things weren't the same
The old fan's still in my garage
And in our childhood collage
Still broken, just like we became

It was a fan, you see
And in my fantasy
We're together
A hundred years from now
And though the wind may blow
I only wish we'll grow
Old together
Forget the where and how

Fan(tasy)

Vocals by Shahar Zivan (Rupti)
Guitars by Jørgen Leren
Everything else by Simon Brown

Lyrics:

Ain't no rest for the wicked,
I don't know if I should feel sick,
But I've run out of things to feel
Because every day I pretend
To be someone who is not me
Endless days that can't be real

It's not like I have more to do
Than pour all my troubles onto you
And hope it won't take decades
Like how dreams have become a thing
That is too scary to have
You'd think by now they would have faded

'Cause it's now, more than ever
We could really use a guiding hand
And it's now, more than ever
We don't understand

Ain't no time like the present
We can make things work if we try to be
More lively, less rejecting
Like some wise old guy has once said
"It's what inside you that-"
Hey is that sarcasm I'm detecting?

'Cause it's now, more than ever,
We should really try to understand
And it's now, more than ever,
We could use a hand

Light from above us
That guides us on our way
Can't you simply order us to stay?
Night all around us
And no end in sight
Maybe it's time to make things right

Ain't no price that's too high to pay
To make our sicknesses go away

No Rest For The Wicked

Where songs go to die.

This is where I upload raw, unedited recordings of songs I haven't finished and I think I never will, songs that I've finished but I think will never be produced, or just solo acoustic versions of stuff.

Basically, it's a playground for me. You're welcome to enjoy it too

Counterweight

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