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One Tear at a Time

Chasing Your Love

another trip around the sun, but when april comes back i feel like i have missed my train

April (Oh Darling)

Original track by Phil Dutton & Les Corlett
Lyrics...

I don't know what it was,
That I was thinking of.
Right at that moment, 
When my mind went blank. 

To tell the truth,
All I wanted was a simple life. 
Now tell me who the hell,
I have to thank?

The road's been long, 
And I swerved from left to right. 
Let me explain, 
I've never ever been the same.

I had my days, 
That were good and plentiful. 
I had my days, 
When I sheltered from the rain.

I don't know what it was, 
That I was thinking of.  
Right at that moment.,
When my mind went blank. 
Caught between my blankets seams,
Visions fading just like dreams.
I reach for words that slip away,
chase the shadows into day.

To tell the truth,
All I wanted was a simple life.
Now tell me who the hell,
I have to thank?

The road's been long,
And I swerved from left to right.
Let me explain, 
I've never ever been the same.

I had my days,
That were good and plentiful. 
I had my days, 
When I sheltered from the rain.

Yellin' at Clouds

I Had My Days

I HAD MY DAYS

Easy Company

Doomsday

Noget Ældre End Mig kredser om den indre arv, vi bærer med os – de stemninger, impulser og tavse spor, der ikke stammer fra os selv, men som lever videre i vores blik, valg og sprog. Det er en sang om at vågne med noget i sig, der føles gammelt og uafsluttet. Noget man ikke har valgt, men som alligevel vælger én. En lydløs følgesvend, der træder frem, når man tror, man endelig er fri. Sangen er udgivet som et selvstændigt bonus track. 

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Jeg vågner med spor fra et sted uden tale
Med aftryk i huden, som ingen kan male
Der ligger et mønster bag mine forsvar
Som skubber til mig, når jeg tror, jeg er klar

Der bor noget ældre end mig i mit sind
Med trævlede tråde, jeg troede var spind
Det minder mig om, hvad jeg aldrig fik sagt
Og følger mig hjem, når jeg mindst er på vagt

Jeg hører den stemme, jeg aldrig har glemt
Den farver mit valg med sit fraværspigment
Den flytter mit blik som en velkendt refleks
Og spejler mig skævt i et nutidskompleks

Jeg træder i lyset og mærker dets kys
Jeg slipper det gamle og vælger mit lys
Det letter som blade, der bæres af luft
Og fylder mig op med al forårets duft

Der bor noget ældre end mig i mit sind
Med trævlede tråde, jeg troede var spind
Det minder mig om, hvad jeg aldrig fik sagt
Og følger mig hjem, når jeg mindst er på vagt

Jeg træder i lyset og mærker dets kys
Jeg slipper det gamle og vælger mit lys
Det letter som blade, der bæres af luft
Og fylder mig op med al forårets duft

Noget Ældre End Mig

Noget Ældre End Mig (Bonus Track)

Angel Without Wings

This Album Does Not Exist

Cry Out for Me

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Scratching all the salt off our backs again
And quiver at the sweetest sting
Driving down the dust on the tracks again
Leaves a lustre on your skin
Leaves a lustre on your skin

Day by broken day, I could keep driving for miles
Frame by frozen frame, I could keep driving for miles

Big black cloth on the windowpane
Diamondback moth on the sill
Lies on its diamonds and whispers
Winter's gonna steal from us all
Winter's gonna steal from us all

Day by broken day, I could keep driving for miles
We're far too far away, but I keep driving for miles

Music & Lyrics by Marti West 
Produced by Marti West

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