We’re Lookinf For The Whales - Scoundrel Days

(mags/pal waaktaar) "night i left the city, I dreamt of a wolf…" He came from where the winds are cold And truth is seen through keyholes …strange longins never sleep Now he’s come where no hearts beat Cry wolf Time to worry Cry wolf Time to worry You can start, but you cannot stop You […]

Touchy! - Scoundrel Days

(morten harket/mags/pal waaktaar) Donna found us in her slow and dreamy way I can’t hear a word the waiter says She’s looking older than the colour of her hair She walks into the room too pleased to find me there Me i’m touchy Touchy you Me i’m touchy And you know what to do Me […]

The Weight Of The Wind - Scoundrel Days

(pal waaktaar) Your face looked new against the town You’ve come to lose some memories Like you i’ve come to touch new grounds You want to lose The weight of the wind Rests hard on your shoulders Bringing you down The one that you love Will never be find You speak into the falling rain […]

The Swing Of Things - Scoundrel Days

(pal waaktaar) They say the world’s an eventful place You give me news I don’t want to know You say that i should care That i should speak my mind Oh, but how can i speak of the world Pushing by With a lump in my throat And tears in my eyes Have we come […]

There’s Never A Forever Thing - Scoundrel Days

Dearest… Dry your eyes now Don’t you cry It’s all right Lie back Leave the light on It’s all right, dear I’ll be here through the night With you till the first signs of light Say the word and i’ll come tonight It’s all right now Don’t you cry now Hush… Wipe your tears away […]

Soft Rains Of April - Scoundrel Days

(mags/pal waaktaar) The soft rains of april are over The soft rains of april are over, over Anybody home now I am on the phone now, please… The soft rains of april are over The ferry across the water to dover, over Anybody home now I am on the phone, oh i’d like to go […]

Scoundrel Days - Scoundrel Days

(mags/pal waaktaar) Was that somebody screaming It wasn’t me for sure I lift my head up from uneasy pillows Put my feet on the floor Cut my wrist on a bad thought And head for the door Outside on the pavement The dark makes no noise I can feel the sweat on my lips Leaking […]

October - Scoundrel Days

(pal waaktaar) It wasn’t the rain that washed away Rinsed out the colours of your eyes Putting the gun down on the bedside table I must have realized; It wasn’t the rain That made no difference And i could have sworn it wasn’t me Yet i did it all so coldly …almost slowly Pain for […]

Maybe, Maybe - Scoundrel Days

(mags) Maybe you were joking When you said tath you were walking out on me Maybe, maybe Maybe i was joking When i said that i was running out on you Maybe, maybe I could be wrong, so wrong I could be wrong, so wrong Yes, i could be wrong I don’t know, but it’s […]

Manhattan Skyline - Scoundrel Days

(mags/pal waaktaar) We sit and watch umbrellas fly I’m trying to keep my newspaper dry I hear myself say, "my boat’s leaving now" …so we shake hands and cry Now i must wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye You know I don’t want to cry again I don’t want […]