Keep the light in your eyes (2001)
KEEP THE LIGHT IN YOUR EYES
(Lysdal)
She got out of bed
Washed her face and her hair
Her moves were alarmingly calm
She'd hidden her tears
For a year and she knew
This was the day after love
Keep the light in your eyes
Keep the sun in your heart
I'm glad you were here
Now live all your dreams and let me go
She said "I know that your heart is precious and fine
But you're killing it all with your pride
My love is my life and my life is my love
And I'm fading away by your side"
Keep the light in your eyes
Keep the sun in your heart
I'm glad you were here
Now live all your dreams and let me go
"I'll change all the things you want me to change
I'll do all the things you want me to do
I'll be anyone you want me to
Yes I'll even change my name"
But love comes by itself
Or it doesn't come at all
It doesn't obey your demands
Talking 'bout love
Is like writing in sand
The sea will soon wash it away
But the love we had
Will stay in my mind
Like a smell that triggers the past
Keep the light in your eyes
Keep the sun in your heart
I'm glad you were here
Now live all your dreams and let me go
Keep the light in your eyes
Keep your eyes on the road
Trust your heart as your guide
Live all your dreams and let them grow
AGES
(Lysdal)
When she was seventeen
She tried to look like nineteen
When she was thirtyfive
She tried to look like nine
She spent a lot of time adjustin’
Her body and her mind
But she never found peace of mind
When she was twelve
She tried to talk like twenty
When she was fourtyone
She wished that she was eight
Every age has it´s colours
But hers was always wrong
It’s because of her
I’m singin’ this song
At fourtyfive
She hoped she looked like twenty
But at fourtyfive
She was looking like a clown
You’re not gone just because you close your eyes
And no one’s ever gonna believe all your lies
You might as well
Open your eyes
When she was fiftyfive
She tried to think like hundred
When she was sixtyfive
She wished that she was gone
Baby try to stand on your own feet
That’s basically all you need
Oh I wish you’d someday get home
Sometimes I walk the railroadtracks at night
It can be hard to see but you can always hear the train comin’
She was a poor searchin’ soul
But she never found out what was her goal
She was never pleased
May she rest in peace
CANCON (Instrumental)
(Lysdal)
SOMLIGA GÅR MED TRASIGA SKOR
(Vreeswijk)
Somliga går med trasiga skor
Säg vad beror det på
Gud fader som i himmelen bor
Kanske vill ha det så
Gud fader som i himmelen bor
Blundar och sover sött
Vem bryr sig om ett par trasiga skor
När man är gammal och trött?
Vem bryr sig om hur dagarna går
Dom vandrar som de vill
Medborgare om etthundra år
Finns du ej längre till
Då har nå'n annan tagit din stol
Det vet du inte av
Du känner varken regn eller sol
Ner i din mörka grav
Vem bryr sig om hur nätterna far
Jag bryr mig inte ett spår
Bara jag får ha mitt ansikte kvar
I min âlskades hår
Jag är en tvivelaktig figur
Duger ej mycket till
Bakom ett hörn står döden på lur
Han tar mig när han vill
Somliga går med trasiga skor
Tills dom har slutat gå
Djävulen som i helvetet bor
Får sig ett gott skratt då
BALLADEN OM HERR FREDRIK ÅKARE OCH DEN SÖTA FRÖKEN CECILIA LIND
(Vreeswijk)
Från Öckerö loge hörs dragspel och bas
Fullmånen lyser som var den av glas
Där dansar Fredrik Åkare kind emot kind
Med lilla fröken Cecilia Lind
Hon dansar och blundar så nära intill
Hon följer i dansen precis vart han vill
Han för och hon följer lätt som en vind
Men säg varför rodnar Cecilia Lind
Var det för det Fredrik Åkare sa
"Du doftar så gott och du dansar så bra
Din midja är smal och barmen är trind
Vad du är vacker, Cecilia Lind"
Men dansen tog slut och vart skulle dom gå
Dom bodde så nära varandra ändå
Till slut kom dom fram till Cecilias grind
Nu vill jag bli kysst sa Cecilia Lind
Vet hut Fredrik Åkare, skäms gamla karln
Cecilia Lind är ju bara ett barn
Ren som en blomma, skygg som en hind
"Jag fyller snart sjutton" sa Cecilia Lind
Och stjärnorna vandra och timmarna fly
Och Fredrik är gammal men månen är ny
Ja Fredrik är gammal men kärlek är blind
Kyss mig igen, sa Cecilia Lind
WALKING
(Lysdal)
I’m on the road I’m walking
I’m talking to strangers again
Yes I’ve left her now with a kiss and a bow
Walking on my own again
She said remember darling
Love was only meant for two
I said that might be true
But it makes kinda blue
If I have to get it all from you
She wanted rings and flowers
To prove that I really cared
And she could talk for hours
That really made me scared
So now I’m on the road I'm walking
Guess I always was
I’m sorry my sweet
I just love to move my feet
Walking on the road again
She wanted rings and flowers
To prove that I really cared
And she could talk for hours
That really made me scared
So now in the mood for walking
Guess I always was
I’m sorry my sweet
I just love to move my feet
Walking on the road again
I'm walking on my own again
THE WATER IS WIDE
(Traditional)
The water is wide
And I can't cross over
Neither have
I wings to fly
Build me a boat
That can carry two
And both shall row
My love and I
There is a ship
And she sails the sea
She's loaded deep
Deep as can be
But not so deep
As the love I'm in
I know not how
To sink or swim
Love is handsome
Yeah love is fine
The sweetest flower
When first it's new
But love grows old
And waxes cold
And fades away
Like summer dew
LAZY
(Lysdal)
I never do
The things I say I’ll do
I’m much to lazy
To do a single thing about it
I never reach
The goals I’ve set up high
I always stop
Before I feel the weight of labour
I always choose the easy and the pleasant ways
So my dreams tend to keep on being dreams
I don’t care much
About what people say
If they like their busy day
It’s fine with me just go away
But if you say ”I like the way you look today”
I’ll let my private sun shine down your way
If there’s a thing that you really want
You’ll find it along the way
Everything you’re longing for is there
So I never share
A moment of despair
I never waste my time
I love to sing
These foolish songs of mine
They’ve got no meaning
Except from making time pass by
There’s just one thing missing
That’s me kissing you
I really long for you to hear
And listen to my stupid songs as love
As love for you
SWEET SIMPLE TUNE
(Lysdal)
Hey I'm thinkin' of you
I'm thinkin' of you
It's the thing that I do
Yes I'm thinkin' of you
We were lovers in spring
We were lovers in spring
What a beautiful thing
To be lovers in spring
We knew that being in love
Was the only way we could stay together
So when it started fading
The end came soon
But when our love was in bloom
When our love was in bloom
Life was as good as a sweet simple tune
Eyes were crying love was dying
The fall was cold
Alienation
Heart-starvation
Story told
So now I'm thinkin' of you
I'm thinkin' of you
I'm a little bit blue when I'm thinkin' of you
But I'm not longin' for you
I'm not longin' for you
I just miss the love and the sweet simple tune
I just miss the love and the sweet simple tune
HON ÄR SÅ SÖT
(Sundström, Dahl, Halapi, Malmgren, Asplén)
Hon är så söt när hon sover
Själv har jag inte fått mig en blund
Det är den bästa av gåvor
Att kunna sova lugnt
Hon är så söt när hon vaknar
När hon sträcker ut sig som en katt
Och säger att hon nu saknar
Det som hon drömt inatt
Hon är så söt när hon rodnar
När hennes kinder snabbt ändrar färg
Så söt när hon frågar,
om jag kan tänka mig
Hon är så söt när hon säger
Jag tror jag stannar kvar i sängen hela dan
När hon säger att det bästa med mig är
Att jag är likadan
Men jag har börjat fundera
Det här känns nästan alldeles för bra
Det kommer aldrig fungera
Det är så det brukar va'
BIG BAD BILL
(Haggard)
In the town of Louisville
They got a man called Big Bad Bill
I want to tell you he sure was tough
And he certainly did strut his stuff
He had folks all scared to death
When he walked by they all held their breath
He was a fighting man sure enough
Now Bill got himself a wife now he leads a different life
Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now
Married life just changed him some how
He was the man that they all used to fear
But now the people call him sweet papa Willie dear
Stronger than Samson I declare
'Til the brown skinned mama bobbed his hair
Big Bad Bill don't fight anymore
He wash his dishes and he might sweep the floor
Well, he used to spend his evenings lookin' for a fight
Now he gotta see his mama every night
Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now
He used to spend his evenings lookin' for a fight
Now he gotta see his mama every night
Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now
OLD MAN
(Lysdal)
He's an old man in his mind
He's an old man and he can't find
All the things he's longing for
He's been longing for
For a long time
He's an old man with no appeal
He's an old man and he can't feel
The things that he wants the most
He is just a ghost
In the living land
And the living land hurts him so
He doesn't wanna know why
He's so far away from his heart
So far away
So far away
From his heart
But I know he's been dreaming
I know he's still dreaming
Of touching the angels of love
And he feels that time's running
But he can't feel he's coming
Closer to what he's been trying to find all his life
He's an old man and he's drying out
He's an old man and he's not trying out
The opportunities he's got right here
Because of fear
He stays inside
He's an old man and he's missing - life