HURRICANES

Hold me, calm me down again
but I don’t wanna sleep anymore,
sleep won’t ever do
’cause I’d still wake up here where
people chase things I don’t care
and angels dream of heaven

I don’t mind
being the last of the rejects
as long as I have you
I won’t fight
to be the hero who cries alone
bring me
a hurricane, a hurricane, a hurricane, a hurricane
out of the blue.

It always frightens me who knows
anything of everything
of all there is to know.
You leave me breathless
and filled with real wonder,
little Venus, my little goddess

I don’t mind
being the last of the rejects
as long as I have you.
Sometimes I wish
you still fear losing me,
it’s silly…
a hurricane, a hurricane, a hurricane, a hurricane
out of the blue.

There is calm here again…

I don’t mind
seeing me done, torn, gone.
Hurricanes, hurricanes
out of the blue.

FOR HER, FOR A WHILE

Is it snowing
is it snowing where you are?
‘Cause you told me
that it really snows a lot there.
Are you warm enough?
Is somebody taking care
of you
better than I ever could?

And I know I barely know you but I’m lost…
I can’t give meaning to my words
And I can’t find you in any song I’ve heard
so I guess this one’s for you
and Christmas’s coming and I don’t
wanna feel sad like this anymore
and Christmas’s gone
and I don’t wanna feel sad.

Your hair painted lights upon your face
and I wished you’d have felt the same.

Is it raining
is it raining the same rain
I’m hearing now,
that’s hitting my window pane?
Are you dancing
are you dancing to the same sound?
Cause there might be a chance
that we’re closer than we really are.

And in my mirror someone else’s face,
I keep pretending I’m ok
but even my cat is running away from me
’cause I scare the hell out of him.
If you were mine
I would never let you go
if you were mine
but you’re not.

And the sky is the bluest shade of grey
while I need you to feel the same.

And I’m not sure
if the spring will ever come
without her
without her
without…

THOSE SUMMER DAYS

It’s been really ages
since I closed my eyes
a ball, a coke and jelly beans
summer’s for the kids
it’s summer time again
I don’t know where
I was looking for the summer rain
now I’m looking for the summer

Some people hate
they find new reasons all day
is it any wonder?
they like it that way
but summer’s for the lovers
it takes care of no others
the others are just wrong
the others are just wrong

I scream, something aches down in my heart
summer’s for the olds
and stories to be told
while history goes on
though it doesn’t know where it’s going
so I’m looking for those summer days
I don’t know, I don’t get this blood
I don’t think there’s truth
I don’t think there’s truth
I’ve never been a melancholy mess like this
and summer’s almost gone
summer’s almost gone

WRONG? RIGHT.

For what it’s worth
I never want things to go from bad to worse,
even though it seems like this.
Now it’s my turn
got to hear me, hear me, hear me
but you never listen to me, baby
you just make up your mind and that is all

You say I’m wrong
but you know I’m right
I know when you sham
after all this time
I can call your bluff today
and every single day

oh baby now I claim my right to talk
and I’m gonna talk ’bout the weather all day long till it brings the rain
and grey clouds over the sea.
Oh no, it’s clear:
you are leaving, leaving, leaving
I just can’t stand you’re doing it first,
I should have done that a long long time ago!

You say I’m wrong
but I’m sure I’m right
I should feel ashamed
I just feel uptight
When did we get so boring?
When did we get so bored?
Well I’d like to know before you go now!

and it’s… oh, you know,
hard to say I was wrong
but I was out of my mind
when I let you know
that it would be alright
if one day you just went away
to not come back again

but what will become of me in this life?
hear what I’m saying,
we both can make mistakes
oh, every single day
and that’s how it must be but I’m begging you please
we need to find a way,
right or wrong is just the same
if I can’t have you, baby, it’s just insane.

DREAMBUSTER

Dreambuster
it’s all ready, wait and see
the long shiny pipes
are pumping in the big machine.
But be careful
don’t let them take it away from you
don’t let them take you away

Dreambuster
they put you in front of a screen
all those phone calls
and words don’t come out easily
and you know that
you’re gonna die in that call center
you’re gonna lose all your dreams.

Dreambuster
you gotta run away and be free
from these bastards,
build your house up on a hill,
it ain’t too late,
now go and find a place with no Facebook,
I see you in a dream.

FIRST/LAST (Something ’bout you)

Alright,
so I’m getting a taste of what it’s like
and no, I can’t tell you that I like it too much.
Tonight the moon spreads its light
on the broken-hearted people
take care of them night.
There’s a shadow crumpling in the street but it’s not me,
it can’t be me.

First kiss, last kiss
hit or miss and
there’s a chance you’ll break my heart
First laugh, last laugh
smile at nothing
and your words stuck in my mind
and days are crazy,
lazy, hazy
it seems we have to play a part.
Nothing serious,
nonsense, is it?
somehow you have changed my life

’bout you
there really really is something ’bout you
I can’t let go
’bout you
there really really is something ’bout you
I can’t forget.

Tonight
I am really thinking to oh, what the hell was I looking for
and I wonder if I learned a fucking thing or two,
I wonder if I learned a thing or two.
Is it something we can really do?
I mean, learning from pain.
One or two?
Were we one or two?
but I know that it’s gone, it doesn’t matter now
though it looks like all that ever mattered

First one, last one
running fast
just asking for a brand new start
First fuck, last fuck
good luck, bad luck
there’s a chance I’ll break your heart
and really caring,
really selfish,
my blame if we fell apart
hide the feelings,
show the feelings
don’t pretend that you’re so smart

’bout you
there really really is something ’bout you
I can’t let go
’bout you
there really really is something ’bout you
I can’t forget

Tonight there’s a shadow crumpling.

EMMA’S ON THE SWING

Didn’t like the growing up thing, but what about her?
She is crystallized in a picture for ever
and it won’t let her go,
an iron frame keeps her from the world.
Oh, Emma, what about time?

And I’d like to crash the clocks that rule our lives, all of them
but I can’t dissolve the borders of our minds, they’re always there.
There is music playing in her head, her hair is floating
and Emma doesn’t mind,
Emma’s on the swing.

And she’s suddenly aware of a new weight
that is soft like the snow but still it hurts
and so she’s praying
that the days won’t get shorter
that summer never ends and there is no fall
that time can be defeated if you really want to
and there’s no school tomorrow,
there is no tomorrow.

But somehow a smile can break through like a cloud’s silver lining
she can see she’s just another kind of star, only darker
in the middle of a thousand neon lights.
Emma’s on the swing
and it’s ok,
Emma’s on the swing
shining bright,
Emma’s on the swing.

I FORGET THE THINGS THAT YOU SAY

And I forget the things that you say,
because no, I, I couldn’t care less
and maybe I’ve not really listened in the first place, not a word
the point is you are such a bore, just leave me alone, I just told you goodbye

’cause outside the sun is shining
but if it rains it’s gonna clean my dirty wings
oh how could I have kept them idling?
I won’t forgive myself if I don’t spread them again
I’m ready to fly

And I forget the things that you say
but I can’t help it, you’re just useless
and wisdom is just an excuse for being fearful, dumb and old
and I can’t waste my precious time
on matters that are already worn

’cause outside the sun is shining
but if it rained I wouldn’t mind
’cause sun and rain they both enlighten me
I wish some air could reach your mind,
the stinky bottom of your mind
your narrow mind
oh your poor poor mind
poor poor mind

and outside the sun is shining
but if it rains it’s gonna clean my dirty wings
oh how could I have kept them idling?
I won’t forgive myself if I don’t spread them again
I’m ready to fly

24

24
pearls hide
somewhere in my eyes;
and 24 stairs,
leading me
on a top that I don’t want to see now

oh, don’t leave me,
don’t ever let me,
don’t leave me,
don’t ever let me down
ever let me down.

I’m shivering with pain,
24 riddles
the answer’s the same.
So Dylan Thomas was
a lot better than me…
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry

but don’t leave me
don’t ever let me,
don’t leave me
don’t ever let me down
ever let me down.