(Kings Of Convenience - Riot On An Empty Street LP). . Eirik Glambek:. . The build up. Lasted for days. Lasted for weeks. Lasted too long. . Our hero.
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I lose some sails. And my boss won't be happy. But I can't stop listening to the sound. Of two soft voices. Splendid in perfection, soft voices. From the reels of this record that I found..
Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man. Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand. Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this tongue. I'll tell you now my name, my name is Young.
There are very many things. I would like to say to you. But I've lost my way. And I've lost my words. . There are very many places. I would like to go but I.
There are very many things. I would like to say to you. But I've lost my way. And I've lost my words. . There are very many places. I would like to go but I.
In the sky the birds are pullin' rain. In your life a curse has got a name. Makes you lay awake all through the night. That's why. . She's intoxicated by herself.
In the sky the birds are pullin' rain. In your life a curse has got a name. Makes you lay awake all through the night. That's why. . She's intoxicated by herself.
There are very many things. I would like to say to you. But I've lost my way. And I've lost my words. . There are very many places. I would like to go but I.
I didn't know you were there until you said, "Hello". You had been watching me, for I don't know how long. I hit my head against the lamp, as by surprise I stood up.
And I sat down. And said, "I don't want to suffer". But she told me. She had nothing to offer, no more. . I sat down. And said "I don't want to suffer".
The build up. Lasted for days. Lasted for weeks. Lasted too long. . Our hero withdrew. When there was two. He could not choose one. So there was none.
When past sometimes takes you with soft hands. Forcelessly pulls you to your chair. Hides you away from these half days. Sunless at the end of the year.
From my seat I see the fields move by. Car starts, it's been a long, long time. It's the first time, I see summer on the Westhill. . I lean back and let my eyes just go.
One, two, one, two. . I walked around for hours, two ten pence pieces in my hand. I was alone freezing, still trying hard to understand you. . I left the others knowing, I had to work this by myself.
Five weeks in a prison, I made no friends. There's more time to be done but I've got a week to spend. I didn't pay much attention first time around. Now you're hard not to notice, right here in my town.
Things seem so much better when. They're not part of your close surroundings. Like words in a letter sent. Amplified by the distance. Possibilities and sweeter dreams.
He won't touch you anymore,. Staying at his side.. Half indifferent, half afraid,. It will only make you cry.. . What is given can't be returned.. The cards are in our hands..
We take what's dead. And breathe life in. And move like knives. Through scars on land. . Still untouched. No stain of hands. Caramelized. In a tilted light.
You set yourself above. That all forgiving god. You claim that you believe in. Your kind is gonna fall. Your ship is sinking fast. And all your able men are leaving.