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Frantically in love,
I thought I saw a smile upon her face
I reshaped every corner of her face
I was so in love,
I was so in love,
and now I don’t know why
Naked and so young,
I’d erupt if someone called my name,
and sex was just a thing I knew by name
Oh, I was so in love,
I was so in love
and now I don’t know why
Does it show that I’m alone?
Can you tell that I’m afraid?
The day I see her with someone,
I know it will all change
I’ll see that smile again
The center of a storm,
she said she should be free to try my trust
"It’s politics, it’s not a breaking-up"
I was so in love,
I was so in love
and now I don’t know why
Some of you might say:
“That way you’ll enjoy each other more”
But politics has killed a few before
I was so in love
I was so in love
and now I don’t know why
Does it show that I’m alone?
Can you tell that I’m afraid?
The day I see her with someone,
I know it will all change
I’ll see that smile again
And she won’t know my name
when I see her again.
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Her Place Is My Place
04:25
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I should send her a postcard,
I’d be like “The girls are impressive,
and I am depressive”.
Why should she know they can barely talk?
They would kill their sisters to look perfect
and still think it was worth it.
I get work done, but this is madness
I just faced it: her place is my place.
Girls are singing out in the street.
The music is Gene Clark’s,
but the words come from my heart.
I’ll still send her that postcard:
“The rumor was true,
I actually love you.”
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Ugly Glasses
02:55
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Split
04:45
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Yesterday a boy just went the wrong way
Mindless, as years of learing poured away
He took his big brains out
and left them there
Words like "We’ll sleep it off and be fine"
Somehow won’t change things if you don’t try
And the boy may want to try but what’s the use
when all you’ve said is gone
and no-one cares if you were there.
When china, chairs and books
have all been split and stored away.
Here comes another day for you love,
oh, this old world.
I shouldn’t try to to think like that
“But you’ll be fine now”
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What's The Use?
04:02
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Love alone won't hold you up
It's more in the way that it is shown
I've seen you being kicked around
Maybe I should tell you to fight,
but they will knock you down
and you'll run
Don't expect that much from me;
my weight's enough now as it is
And, yeah, I take life seriously
I may not be that much a man,
but I try to take a stand,
and you don't
What’s the point? What’s the use
of being brokenhearted, brokenminded?
You still lose.
What’s the point? What’s the use
of having all this time
to change your mind
and slip back down
I know I shouldn't speak for you;
your voice is noone's but your own
I'm sure it seems unique to you,
but there is comfort in the thought:
there are many more
I have one
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It's Getting Late
02:35
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Plain Life
04:22
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Beautiful sun,
that I can always turn to
You stay in your place,
and never see what we do
I'm lucky, I know,
I have what should be needed:
money and friends,
excesses, plus I'm greedy
A plain life,
the plain life never fails
A plain life,
a plain life to the end
Beautiful sun,
I know I shouldn't worry
It's just a stage of my life,
but where's the sense and meaning?
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They said I couldn’t stick around
Work was slow and hard to find
So I packed my bags and went to check
that my girl and child were safe & sound
It blew my mind that I could lose
that calm that’s so damn hard to find
Where I could be at peace with life,
but without a job, what can a man do?
It might hurt
Yeah, but it won’t get me down
It might hurt
Yeah I know,
but I’ll be fine somehow
She said she couldn’t understand
how I could have the nerve to ask
“Time destroys and nothing lasts
if you don’t support it now & then”
She said she’d tried to wait for me,
but then one day it all came down
to having someone in the house
to keep them safe, with food to eat
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Brian, No
03:48
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He stepped out into the street
Head low, stoned off his feet
There were people he might meet,
and nothing scared him more
And the sky burst out
into a million haunting stars
His head low,
he noticed nothing but the cars.
I know, that’s not how it is or was
Brian, no, that's not how it was,
not how it was, how it is to us.
The words were hard on him,
but the music, so it seemed,
could crawl out of his skin
A good excuse to dope
“Please Let Me Wonder”
was his own scream of defence
But I’m not sure
if God even knew what happened then.
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Grampa
02:41
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In death there’s no time for grief
the bright lights shine on him, not me
In my head there’s this image
of him, a flashing grin
90 years’ worth of man is huge,
even more so when put to use
And boy did he get ‘round,
you can’t mourn such a man.
I could go on praising him;
Grampa, you’re my hero still,
I’ll just let you know:
I smiled in church that time
they put you down.
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April Sky
01:41
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Though I’m blinded,
I see a lot more now
We try to hide it,
but we’re too smart for our love
Those simple small signs
that showered our living room,
prestigeless love sounds
we’ve come to handle with skill
I can’t see what we would be
without treachery and lies
And all I think about is me
and a way to end this life
I put it bluntly,
there’s no room for ornaments
The matter’s too tragic
and a burning heart wipes out the wit
I would kill to
be happy here again,
but it remains true:
we’re too smart for our love.
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We’ve been running fast now
It’s time we realized how
chance was how we first met
At times we forget our luck
Undress carefully,
Crawl up close to me
I’ll just wait and see
I think it was the fourth floor
We tried, but that was all
And those glances on the bus home...
We might as well have been lying down
Undress carefully,
Crawl up close to me
I’ll just wait and see
How you’ll clear my thoughts,
spread out and in awe
Do me like before.
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