Train

You could sleep it out.
That is, if you're lucky enough to get your butt placed in a seat.
You could study
- if you had enough room to hold a book in front of you.
You could drink beer whilst talking with friends..
In case you weren't travelling alone on a sunday...

Ske hvad vil.
Lad dommedag være over os,
Lad helvede være til.
Men skån de uskyldige sjæle
Lad dem ikke falde i sorte huller
Lad dem ikke ved fristelser dvæle
Set dem fri fra deres smerte
Vis dem; du har et hjerte
Komme hvad vil
Og mere til
- Men skån de uskyldige sjæle.

Vi er de der græder
Vi er dem, der tager dig med
Beholder dig i vores hjerter
Nu du er et andet sted..

Well, I could call you...
But why would I wanna pay for silence..?

You're a part time lover and a full time friend ♥

Anton.

By Risvig Lysgaard

Jeg kender en 'chick' ved navn Ida Diget
Hun er en tøs, dog ikke så piget
Hun rider på troldmænd og kæmper prinsesser ned
For at redde en drage, ja, jeg kunne blive ved
Hendes hår står i flammer og flakker i vinden
"Min mor er stærkere end din!" fortæller hun kvinden
Kvinden som stjal hendes jern egerns hjerte
"Det er for værdifuldt, til at du må bær' det!"
Uden et "t" ville hun hedde Ida Dige
Jeg er løbet tør for ord, jeg har ikke mere at sige.

(Poem made by Isa Lysgaard)

I camp in the pouring rain
I'll soon grow roots here outside your door
And everyday I turn the nob
Hoping it wont be locked anymore
To stop my heart from aching
I pretend I never knew love from you
But still my tears fall like the rain from the sky
Since I know it isn't true...

Lullaby

Go to sleep, love
Wrap your blanket
Tight around your baby bones
Go to sleep, love
I'm with you
Protecting you from your evil ones

Listen, love
It's your lullaby
I wrote so you'll fall asleep

Go to sleep, love
There's no danger
I know it's been a very long day
Go to sleep, love
Believe me
Your dreams will take you far away

Listen, love
I sing your lullaby
Since I have nothing else to offer

I listen, love
You're weeping
I rush to you, afraid you're scared
I smile now
You're still sleeping
Guess it was all just a nightmare

So I sing, love
I sing your lullaby
I whisper my song into your nightmare
If you hear it, love
I'm with you
Letting you know I'll always be there
♥

Smørblomst

Én dag.
Blå himmel og horisont.
Musikken fra en solnedgang.
Kærligheden synes at blomstre som vintergækkerne og smørblomsterne.
Frisk og forførende duft af forår.
Én tanke.
Én dag.
Ét liv.
Mit liv,
Men enhvers dag
Og alles tanke...

Draft

I'm lost, why are you not trying to find me?
Why are you laying your arms around her,
Sending a thousand knives through my heart?
Why are you smiling to everyone but me,
Sending a million chills down my spine?
Why am I crying, when I'm totally aware,
You will never be mine.

I'm lost, why are you not trying to find me?

Went walking to think things through
But there's nothing to think about, now that I don't think of you...

Blade

Mit liv er et træ.
Stammen og barken er min fortjeneste.
Mit træ har smukke grønne blade.
De gør mit træ fuldendt og perfekt.

Du er mine grønne blade.

Jeg ser dem visne og flyve væk -
Mine smukke, smukke blade.
I et øjeblik tror jeg at mit træ vil dø,
Så jeg sidder på mine knæ og græder.
Det eneste jeg synes at have tilbage
Er mindet om hvor smukt og grønt
Det hele var engang.

Men som jeg rejser mig fra foden af mit træ
Ser jeg pludselig den nøgne stamme
Beslutter mig for - det er fint som det er
Og glemmer for en stund hvor smukt og grønt
Det hele var engang.

Drop of rain

Poor junkie
Walking through the streets
Begging for help from
Anyone that walks by
And they don't understand
He doesn't want their money
He says: keep your coins
Greens can't buy me change

And isn't that strange?
How it all works out?
Like someone you thought was lost
Rising from the grave
Like a drop of rain
When you never saw the clouds

As it gets dark
His head gets clear - he's sober
Such an awful place when you're running
Running from yourself
And from the thoughts
You don't wanna feel

And isn't that strange?
How it all works out?
Like someone you thought was lost
Rising from the grave
Like a drop of rain
When you never saw the clouds

Stumbling around
The corner - it's morning
His dealer told him
Meet me at seven
But at eight
He still wasn't there
So the dealer left and they
Never saw eachother again

And isn't that strange?
How it all works out?
Like someone you thought was lost
Rising from the grave
Like a drop of rain
When you never saw the clouds

On the corner
Of 67th avenue
There is a musicstore and
That day my poor junkie heard
A record playing
And it broke his heart
He thought to himself
"Now I know what my life is worth
And I'll never return
To where I'm coming from"

And isn't that strange?
How it all works out?
Like someone you thought was lost
Rising from the grave
Like a drop of rain
When you never saw the clouds

The scars hurts much more than the upen cuts
And I haven't got time to heal them all
All I can do is try to scream hard enough
For you to nowtest that I'll fall

(En meget gammel ting jeg fandt i mine arkiver. 6 februar 2009)

Forest.

Who are you to break in and take
My heart and my soul all my bones?
Who are you?
Who am I to try and steal
Your heart and your thoughts all your life?
Who am I?
Do I really want to do to you
What you have been doing to me
All this time?

You light up my life just you're
Looking my way
Just you're saying my name
Makes me smile.
And you break my heart just you're
Looking the other
Way and not calling my name
Makes me cry.

I see your eyes go blank as I'm talking
Talking to you, but you're not there
You're someplace else where
I don't belong.
And I see your face light up as
You see her - you hold her
So tight I wish I was dead

I miss you so deeply
It feels like I'm slowly breaking every
Bone in my chest
And I feel lost like
Not knowing where to go
Lost in a forest
The trees are who you are.

At blive gammel...

Jeg har et fantastisk valgfag. Med en fantastisk lærer, Astrid. Forfatterværksted, hedder faget. Lyrikværksted, om man vil. Vi får tildelt et emne, og udfra det kan man så skrive historie, digte, sange, noveller, essays.. Idag var emnet: Alderdom.

Ældre eller gammel
Bare tættere på
At lægge sig ned
Og for altid gå i stå

Plejehjemmet
Med den moste mad
Gebisset der tygger
Koteletter i fad

Nu da jeg er ældre
Så bor jeg her
Indstillet på
Aldrig at grine mere.

Den der var nærmest
Er pludselig væk.
Uden dig er livet
Et hav når man har vandskræk.

Nu vågner jeg alene
I min enmandsseng
Venter på
Det bliver nat igen.

Tænker på én dag
Drømmen vil ske
Jeg får mine vinger
Og får dig at se

I live

My fingers are numb,
I can't feel my toes.
I can feel you breathe
Through your nose.

My ears wont listen,
My eyes can't see.
I have no sanctuary or home;
I have nowhere to be.

I can't see anything
But I see you
Look down on my grave
And you pray.
I hope in my empty soul
You know
I live through you every day.

I don't have a liver.
Nor brain or a heart,
Still I can feel yours beat,
I feel it stop and start.

I have no blood.
I feel no pain.
Still I can feel that you're wet
When it's rain.

I can't see anything
But I see you
Look down on my grave
And you pray.
I hope in my empty soul
You know
I live through you every day.

In the moment...

I will stand by the water and weep
Watching you fall into the deep
I will look towards the sky and pray
Hoping I'll see you again someday.

Please

Momma, please ignore the tears in my eyes
I know it's hard, and that you cry too

Momma, I know you see right through his lies
Something I've never been able to do.

Please
I don't have the strength
Please
I'm begging you

Momma, can you hear the phone ring?
I can tell by your face, that you know.

Momma, yes I know it's him again.
But don't cry, and Mom, please don't go

Please
I don't have the strength
Please
I'm begging you

Momma, I was always your happy girl
Don't you see, this wont make me break?

Momma, he's crushing your whole world.
How much more can you take?

Please
When you don't have the strength
I will
Stay strong.
I will
Stay strong
I will
Stay
Strong.

Puzzle

You know love is the greatest pain
Cuts may heal, but the scars remain.
The hardest thing to fix is a broken heart.
I should know, mine already fell apart.
It's a jigsaw puzzle with a million pieces.
It's a talker, who has no speeches.
It's asking for help and no one knows the way
It's waiting for night, in an enternal day
It's flying, still knowing you'd fall
It's winning the lottery not caring at all
It's waiting for sun when it's cold outside.
It's like dying, only alive.

Soldier

I am still around,
when you are fallin down
I am still alive
When you feel dead inside.

If you feel alone,
I'll be loneley with you
If you feel sad
I'll be crying with you

Do you mind if I cry at your shoulder?
Tell you to hold on and be my soldier?
In the rain with an umbrella, you're getting all wet
But only thing that matters; there's not a drop on my head

If you feel alive
I'll be living with you
If you feel happy
I'll be smiling with you
If you wanna talk
I'll listen to you

If my world comes to an end
And I am no longer a friend
If we should ever get that far,
I will be your shooting star
no matter what you do
I'll be watching over you.

Cabin of snakes

I wanted to take the highway to your heart
But got the wrong way and fell into your brain
In your heart there's joy and heat
But your mind is a cloudy place.

It's freezing inhere
And I wanna find a way out
Though I'm afraid I'll fall out
Of your body completely
The fog is full of clear spots
And I'm happy for seconds
Untill I stumble into the clouds again.

I wanted to take the highway to your heart
But got the wrong way and fell into your brain
In your heart there's joy and heat
But your mind is a cloudy place.

On the floor there's a key
And I feel like finding the lock
I think it's gonna be my way out
Of this madness inside you.
The key clearly reads
The cabin of snakes
And I stumble through your mind to find it.

I wanted to take the highway through your mind
But got the wrong way and fell into the fog
In the fog there's no joy and heat
Your mind is a cloudy place.

Air

You treat me like air,
Spit on me and never come crawling back.
Like you don't even care
If I someday didn't come crying back.

I wish you were air to me.
You wouldn't matter at all.
I wouldn't care who you are.
I wouldn't care what you did.
I could do like everyone else does.

They turn their backs when you do shit
I wish I could be just like them.
But I love you way to much
And that's why we're still best friends.

Sort

Sort ser,
Pessimistens øjne.
Fordømmer det synlige.
Sortseer.

Solsort.
Friheden sat på vinger.
Lyset lukket inde.
Sort sol.

God

"I use the word "God" in my songs all the time, because I dont know what the hell is going on. So thats God everything I dont know. But the idea of God as a fatherly figure who looks down on us and worries about how were doing or takes sides when we have fights its more irritating than Santa Claus. The world and the universe are far more wonderful if theres not a puppet master."

- Dave Matthews

Grådige og groteske
Uden forståelse, uden sympati
Handler vi i blinde.
Vi sætter dig aldrig fri.

Udefra så uhumant,
Lukker vi tanken inde
Du kan skrige og lede så meget du vil,
Tomhed er alt du vil finde.

Fordrejet og forkert,
Er du,
Der ændrer tanker til råb.
Fællesskabet er ensomt
Ordbogen mangler håb.

Aggressive og anderledes,
Er vi,
Der aldrig spør
Vi dræber når du tænker,
Vi råber når du dør.

Oatmeal

I wake up with my face in my oatmeal
I slept too little today
Don't know why, I sit up all night
Waiting for dvd to turn blueray

When I go to wash my face
On the toiletseat I find
A little elf that tells me
That Stevie Wonder is blind

Yes december is october
And your mom is an octupus
You're clumpsy as a carrot
That's what the elf told me

Next day, waking in oatmeal again
I slept too much today
Don't know why, I sleep all night
Dreaming about dvd that turns blueray

When I go to brush my teeth
In the sink I see
A labracon tellin stories
About Obama and me

Yes december is october
And your mom is an octupus
You're clumpsy as a carrot
That's what the labracon told me

A labracon, an elf
A unicorn, an octupus
My life is nothing without blueray
I'm hungry

Yes december is october
And your mom is an octupus
You're clumpsy as a carrot
That's what the creatures told me

(Skrevet på cirka fem minutter - et forsøg på en sang til Kevin og Julian. Inspiration: Rasmus Bordoy )

Your smile

I don't think you have a clue
How much I wanna do anything for you
Anything, anything at all
Climb when you're on top,
Take the jump when you fall

I don't think you know
There's nowhere I would'nt go
Every kilometer, every mile
I'd do anything
Just to see you smile

I don't think you see
How much I love when you laugh at me
Your smile, your grin
I wanna hold your hand
But I can't do anything

I don't think you know
Just how far I'd go
My country I'd leave, memories will fade away
I'd go anywhere for you
Just show me the way

I think you'll laugh
When I say: money, no problem, take what I have
No money, no gold
I'll survive anything
Just to see you grow old

Is this what it takes to make you see
Just how much you mean to me?
Try to make me proof, I'd do anything
No matter the mess - I'd do everything
I think I'll finish this song that I wrote
For you only, I'll leave a note:
"Remember, I'll forever follow you through
Remember I will forever love you"

A Poem About Nothing (a parrot without clothing)

'Called a random boy honey,
Then I ate a chocolate bunny.
Hurt my foot and screamed; "Ow!"
Then I drank some H2O.
Poured confetti on my toes
Pulled a purse out of my nose

Found a mellow full of meat
Then went to Peanutbutterstreet
Bought a cat made of cheese
That wasn't easy to please
It wanted plenty of bananas
And a vacation to Bahamas
We travelled on a lion
Telling stories about Brian
Who was really not his mother
Though Joey was his brother

He tied his shoelace
Then put the hat back into place
Started grinning at my knee
Said: "To be or not to be"

A poem about nothing
And a parrot without clothing
A girl named Ida-y
Was pretty bored this friday.
(gammelt: påsken 2008 - viste den til Rasmus, da han sagde, jeg ikke var underlig nok.)

Emils sang

I uldsokker krummer jeg tæer
Hvad sker der mon når jeg blir stor?
Jeg har stadig meget at lære
Uldsokkerne er fra farmor.

For at lære må man ville
Og jeg vil ikke en skid
Tommelfingre jeg ku' trille
Og glemme alt om tid

Ambitioner og mål
Er noget man skal have
Jeg kan godt lide kinakål
Men jeg ved ikk' hvad jeg vil lave

For at finde ud af hvad man vil
Må man tænke i en time
Hvad er jeg mon rigtig god til?
Jeg kan ikke engang rime

Hvis jeg sagde jeg var klog
Så var det noget lyv
Jeg kan ikk' læse en bog
Men jeg er også kun syv

Jeg kan ikke kuglestøde
Og mit sprog er noget sludder
Jeg kan ej udskrive en p-bøde
Og jeg ville være en dårlig luder

Nej, jeg kan ikke noget
Men jeg tager det med et smil
Livet er en gåde
Og navnet er Emil.

Thread

Must let go,
Just let the thread break.
There will be no more pain,
No more heartache.
To release the curse,
I must help myself.
The guidance lies within
- forget everything else.

I am a warrior, a knight,
Still I am not strong.
I am fighting for whats right,
Still I'm doing what is wrong.
Pushing the arrow closer to my heart,
When I could pull it out.
Cry for help in a silent whisper;
When I know I have to shout.

Eventyr

Du er min prins
Og alle vil have et kongerige
Jeg er din prinsesse
Men ikke alle har brug for et kongerige

Nu vil jeg fortælle
Det hele starter med der var engang
Det er vores historie
Den slutter når vi ikke er sammen
Du levede lykkeligt
Til dine dages ende
Nu er du sikker
Hvad med mig?

(Ynkeligt forsøg på at skrive på dansk - ikke min stærke side)

Tid

Jeg har svært ved at leve i nutiden fordi fortiden altid er i hælene på mig.
Jeg har svært ved at leve i nutiden fordi fremtiden altid ligger foran mig.
Jeg har svært ved at nyde nuet, fordi jeg savner det der var,
Og frygter det, der ligger foran mig.

Jeg har må ikke leve i fortiden fordi jeg må acceptere, at den er bag mig.
Jeg kan ikke leve i fremtiden, fordi jeg må acceptere, at jeg intet ved om den.
Jeg ved der var en dag igår, og jeg ved der kommer en i morgen.
Men jeg glemmer, at der er en idag.

Small poem

Love like this, destructive and violent,
Can't be love that's supposed to be good?
If it is, then why is my pillow that wet?
What is the answer to my question unknown?

Inside outside

His eyes
Prettier than ever to me
His face
So perfect, I wanna cry
Even his clothing
Slaps me in the face
Everything about him
I love

The way
He speaks
The way
He pronounce the words
The way
He told me
We could not go on

He has grown
Since we first met
And
So have I
But it always seemed
He grew my way
And I followed him everywhere

Now
My love for him
Has brought me where I am
And for that I couldn't
Be more grateful
But the together that we brought
He is no longer a part of

How could he
Not have known
The true love
I kept for him?
Maybe he always knew
And never felt a single thing

It hurts when I
Hear her voice
Can she tell if he's happy?
I hope she will teach him things
With me he never learned

Yes, it still hurts
Like it did the very first day
The pain I know now
Will never fade away

I can't seem to get over
No matter how hard I try
There's nothing left for me to do
I can only wait for life to take over
Though right now time is standing still

Betydning

Bare fordi jeg fucking elsker det billede. Mine forældre tilbage i 80'erne..

Gid man havde kendt dem dengang?

Fog

Today is one of those days
When your words hurts more than fire
And you've burned me in so many ways
But your love I still desire

Every day I cry out the pain
Though I smile in constant protest
I love it most when it is rain
When I can cry and you don't nowtest

Today I simply ran away
My back felt your eye
You know you can't make me stay
I know I can't make you cry

Every day I'm having doubts
Though it's so simple; you love me
I feel my mind is stuffed with thunder clouds
I know it's clear, I just can't see

Friendship lost

When you're sad
I feel down
Knowing you're not okay when I'm not around
When you're happy
I feel down
How can you be okay, when I'm not around?

Splittet (oversat)

Rækker ud efter mig selv, blot for aldrig at fange
Prøver desperat ikke at slippe vandfaldet løs
Stikker af, når det hele er under omvæltning
Kæmper for at gemme al frygt

Splittet til tusinde stykker
Og flere endnu, jeg ikke kan finde
Træt af de daglige skænderier
Der finder sted i mit hoved

Tryghed og kærlighed er væk
Gemmer sig, er nok væk for evigt
Hullet i mit bryst gør fandens ondt
Mit hjerte faldt ud da jeg ramte jorden

Mit blod og lever fløj med vinden
Fløj så hurtigt de ikke kunne fanges
De brød sig ikke om hvad jeg havde gjort
Nu har bilen ikke mere benzin

Da tørst og sult fløj hånd i hånd
Nægtede min mave at fungere
Nu prøver jeg så godt jeg kan
At holde sammen på mig selv

En ting er i live endnu
Ene mand arbejder min hjerne
Den sidste tanke vil dræbe sig selv
Hvis dette sker er jeg alene

Million years of poetry

You could'nt love me
I was told once upon a time
Now I sit here you see
Trying to make words rhyme
I could keep awake
For the rest of my life
If that is what it'll take
For me to be your future wife

I could write poetry
Like this, for a million years
It'll only take a century
For me to cry out all my tears

I could tell you everything
But I know you don't wanna hear
But baby when I complain
To you, my worries disappear
I could stay alive
When I'm just about to die
Yes I could survive
If I was told you'll give us a try
I could write poetry
Like this, for a million years
It'll only take a century
For me to cry out all my tears

I could do everything
Or not do a single thing
Point is that I love you
No matter what this live will bring