LYRICS FOREVERS

WE MEET IN DREAMS

We do not cheat, we’ve set up lines we do not cross
We meet in dreams where we can do what we want
Signed up for life, we’re in the game we don’t want out
We meet in dreams, we can’t be blamed for not keeping vows
We do not tease, we’ve set up rules we do not break
We meet in dreams where we can slip and do mistakes
Can’t talk about what never happened in real life
We meet in dreams, we do not have to apologize

Dreaming of him is more than a habit
But I don’t do holes like the other rabbits
Dreaming of him is more than a habit
My heart’s on hold ’til I choose to stab it

Some days I can’t wait for the night to do it’s thing
We meet in dreams where it’s not cheesy with strings
I lay down, try to find you but it is too hard
We meet in dreams that only come after dark
Timing is bad has always been will always be
We meet in dreams, it’s not a sin, luften är fri
When morning hits you like a snowball in the face
Remember there’s one final night that will stay

Dreaming of him is more than a habit
But I don’t do holes like the other rabbits
Dreaming of him is more than a habit
My heart’s on hold ’til I choose to stab it
There is a line and I do not cross it
A kiss in real life – I’d wake up in a coffin
Dreaming of him is more than a habit
My heart’s on hold ’til I choose to stab it
Dream…
Dreaming of him is more than a habit
But I don’t do holes like the other rabbits
Dreaming of him is more than a habit
My heart’s on hold

TIME IS YOUR HORSE

When you choose not to ride the escalator
’cause you don’t want to stand behind teenagers
Watch them go fishing deep, deep down
A promise as bait attached to the tongue
When you don’t want to go see your parents
’cause you don’t want your skin to turn transparent
The moment you walk into the house
from which you could not wait to get out

Time is your horse

When you don’t want to eat New Year’s dinner
’cause your friends’ boyfriends think they are winners
You don’t want to spend another second
discussing when there is no discussion
When you don’t think being you is impossible
but being someone else looks more professional
You go that way to get it done
the jokes you tell are so much fun

Time is your horse

Picture yourself on the shores of the future
Trust in the time she’s your horse to the future
Presence is just a door to the future
Seizing the day is for self-righteous losers

Time is your horse

BABY NO NAME

Your scream will be a power ballad
Your scent – wet asphalt in May
Your laugh will sprawl over the planet
Will you come soon Baby No Name?
I know who your father is
You don’t have to worry about that
He is modern, kind and positive
I’m sure he’ll be a good dad

You’ll be in and out of trouble, Baby No Name
You’ll be cruising like your mother, Baby No Name
With two worlds to discover, Baby No Name
Between the ditches there is summer, Baby No Name
You’ll be in and out of trouble

The first few hours will be rough
It’s cold, bright and hard to grip
With too much noise and too much stuff
but you’ll get a hold of it
There’s a backdoor to our house
Leading out to the woods
You’ll pet a reindeer, kill a mouse
You move on to adulthood

You’ll be in and out of trouble, Baby No Name
You’ll be cruising like your mother, Baby No Name
With two worlds to discover, Baby No Name
Between the ditches there is summer, Baby No Name
You’ll be in and out of trouble, Baby No Name
You’ll be cruising like your mother, Baby No Name
Don’t think there is any other way, Baby No Name

You’ll be in and out of trouble, Baby No Name
You’ll be cruising like your mother, Baby No Name
Don’t think there is any other way, Baby No Name
You’ll be in and out of trouble, Baby No Name
You’ll be cruising like your mother, Baby No Name
With two worlds to discover, Baby No Name
Between the ditches there is summer, Baby No Name
You’ll be in and out of trouble

TURQUOISE VOICE

The dewdrops in his beard glittered just like diamonds
It took thirty years for me to track him down
There are still some issues like changes in the climate
The industry of seafood that I don’t get around

‘Cause love doesn’t stop pollution
Love doesn’t solve the problem
Love doesn’t make waiting rooms cozier
But it’s a green, green fuel
that makes the blue, blue blood
Turn turquoise like my voice

Every little instinct needs to be observed
It’s not what I am thinking that makes the world absurd
Garbage from the Stone Age or an impulse we can trust?
Love is not a weapon, love is not a must

‘Cause love doesn’t stop pollution
Love doesn’t solve the problem
Love doesn’t make waiting rooms cozier
But it’s a green, green fuel
that makes the blue, blue blood
Turn turquoise like my voice

COME TRANSMIT

There was a beat that I missed
a note I didn’t hit
I’d like to think I did my job
but lyrics played hard to get
There was your boss who had a breakdown
and a budget from outer space
There was unjustified nostalgia
and cough medicine in my veins
There was a difference in intonation
and I had a job-job to go to
They showed Idol on the telly
For dinner we had junk food

There were e-mails I couldn’t even open
There were free drinks for the band
Summer ended and then it was October
I thought it was time for you to understand
I talked slowly so you would get it

There was a beat that I missed
and one thousand departures per day
There were children I hadn’t had yet
and a kid for you to raise
There was a difference in intonation
I had a home-home to go to
There was a dog without a leash and
I knew I had to set you loose

There were e-mails I couldn’t even open
There were free drinks for the band
Summer ended and then it was October
I thought it was time for you to understand
I talked slowly so you would get it

My blood wants for your waves to come
My skin wants for your hands to find
My blood wants for your waves to come
Come transmit and get high on it
My skin wants for your hands to find
Find the flaws that distinguish it

Meanwhile on Earth

I know you can hear me, your ears are oversized
Like all my special memories and software synthesizers
I know you can see me when you close your eyes
I’m in a hotel lobby, no need to dim the lights
Once upon a time we were in a foreign land
The roads were often bumpy we secretly held hands
The European full moon sometimes full of shit
But when you are a wolf you howl at it

The moon where it happens
The moon, please miss captain!
Howling from earth
Messages in reverse
It’s complicated

Back in our hometown we tried a casual walk
But soup did not stop boiling, we had to talk the talk
Today I’m feeling lucky, I’m glad that it was you
Your clean cuts and your magic character for two
Hush, hush

The moon where it happens
The moon, please miss captain!
Howling from earth
Messages in reverse
It’s complicated

GRUNGE GIRLS

We covered Nirvana’s Rape Me
in a high, high, high pitch
I think we got away with it
It never stroke us as an itch
Cardigan on t-shirt on long sleeve
Our army jackets were grey
We thought school was ok
but we did not attend sports day

No hi fi diamonds in the world make us r’n’b girls

Grunge girls are grunge girls are grunge girls
No hi fi diamonds in the world make us r’n’b girls
No old school new school hot shot hairbrush
straightens out these curls
No hi fi necklace in the world…

When we were on family vacation
The car was like a rolling sauna
Parents tried to teach us
the flora and the fauna
But our heads were always in Seattle
we could not have cared any less
whether fields would dry out
or if they were to be a success

No hi fi diamonds in the world make us r’n’b girls

Grunge girls are grunge girls are grunge girls
No hi fi diamonds in the world make us r’n’b girls
No old school new school hot shot hairbrush
straightens out these curls
No hi fi necklace in the world…

No hi fi diamonds in the world make us r’n’b girls
No hi fi necklace in the world glistens like a grunge pearl

Grunge girls are grunge girls are grunge girls
No hi fi diamonds in the world make us r’n’b girls
No old school new school hot shot hairbrush
straightens out these curls
No hi fi necklace in the world glistens like a grunge pearl

WALK MY BIKE

Ask around about you in a casual tone
No one tells me anything I don’t know
Regret that I denied your friendly friend request
Thought and sort of still think it was for the best

I walk my bike to my suburb
I walk my bike to my suburb
You walk your bike to your suburb
I walk my bike to my suburb

Walk my bike to my suburb, talk to the trees
They’re very understanding and we all agree
The best solution would be if a pine forest
adopted me and handled all correspondence

I walk my bike to my suburb
I walk my bike to my suburb
You walk your bike to your suburb
I walk my bike to my suburb
To my suburb

I want to sway in the wind
No one expects me to think
Don’t want to do anything
I want to sway in the wind

I walk my bike to my suburb
I walk my bike to my suburb
You walk your bike to your suburb
I walk my bike to my suburb

Foam Rubber

Snow serves as foam rubber
We don’t have to count degrees
We tumble through the summer
We end up on our feet

On our feet, on our feet, on our feet
Darkness, darkness, darkness has got me
Holding hands, holding hands, holding hands
while space expands

Springtime with newcomers
Emotions and the atmosphere
Don’t turn down the tiny dangers
or they will haunt you ’til next year

Darkness, darkness, darkness sets the scene
Darkness, darkness, darkness has got me
Holding hands, holding hands, holding hands
while space expands
Traffic lights in the sky, who is she?
Will he ever turn around for me?
There is time, there is time, there is time
He is mine
Darkness, darkness, darkness sets the scene
Darkness, darkness, darkness has got me
Holding hands, holding hands, holding hands
while space expands

Snow serves as foam rubber
We don’t have to count degrees
We tumble through the summer
We end up on our feet

SUNBEAM

Sunbeam
A man on TV
says you’ll be here next week
Sunbeam
You’ll find me at
59 N and 18 E

Burn a hole in my forehead
Cook my ideas until they’re dead
Paint my nose raspberry red

Sunbeam
I’ll climb the tree
I’ll see you around three
Sunbeam
You’re better than weed
You are better than whipped cream

Burn a hole in my forehead
Cook my ideas until they’re dead
Paint my nose raspberry red