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No One
03:30
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and you just wanna lie down
escape to the cool ground
middle of the street
middle of the day
saw a man on a bike
about to run somebody down
but he turned in time
my heart jumped for no reason
for no one
for no one
gonna go home by yourself tonight
let nobody hold you tight
the night is wrong
he’s out of sight with
someone you don’t wanna know
who you wish he wouldn’t follow home
sure he saw you there alone
but your heart jumped for no reason
for no one
for no one
and you just wanna lie down
escape to the cool ground
middle of the street
middle of the night
rest on the shoulder of a damaged road
signs up warning about a hole
flashing lights tempt you on
over gaps that could easily break your bones
gonna keep awake untill the day
push your puzzling hopes away
shatter all this cryptic pain
that never found a fist to blame
keep awake to end the wait
calm the ringing in your ears
erase all your fears
for no one
for no one
and you just wanna lie down
when all seems fine
when all seems fine
your heart is burning for no one
no one knows what it’s paid
your heart is beating the war drum
no one will come to its aid
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The Key
03:19
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There’s a key in the door
and I know what it’s for
and I’ve known all the time
since you left it there
and went inside
There’s a dice in my hand
that I don’t understand
all the sides show your face
why do I throw it again and again
looking for change
when my choice has been made
I try to leave to chance
what chance won’t put its hands on
Time won’t tell
Fate is blind
I try to read it in the stars
when it’s all over your face
that there will always be
only one key
You have asked with your eyes
after things I disguise
I guess they show
every time that I let you go
I just want to follow
but I’ll be late, I know how
turning stones even now
all this time
that I spend, why
when the treasure is already found
I was sure it was lost
but you were always around
I try to leave to chance . . .
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3. |
While You Can
04:29
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speak while you can
hang your words on a string
I see from afar
your arguments trembling
saying: this is new, this is what we ought to do
you speak of a road but it’s worn and tried
I read while I can
writing on walls
a tale that will drown
soon as the rain falls
asking you: is this story old or new
it speaks of a world that sank and died
it speaks of a blow struck from behind
an icicle palace melted by sunlight
sinking into silence
make me no promises dear
sinking into silence
sing me no songs I won’t hear
speak while you can
build a palace of air
lies with a view
easy to see through
you speak of a road
but it’s worn and tried
you speak of a tree
but it’s hollow and dry
you speak of a bridge but it’s loose on the sides
sinking into silence...
make me no promises dear
I won’t hear (speak while you can)
sinking into silence (speak while you can)
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Marte Røyeng Oslo, Norway
Composer, lyricist and performer working within the fields of contemporary, dance, theatre and popular music.
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