As Long as We Try a Little

Music: Erika Angell & Simon Angell
Lyrics: Erika Angell

Only one false step in the dark
made her trip and fall
hard and headlong,
in the meadow,
with the pale moon over.
Head over heals
dogged by great misfortune.
Head over heals, flying.
Losing herself to the old well.
But as long as we tried a little
and as long as we ventured some.
And then the hear says rolled down the valley.
Like the river flows
in to the delta.
And the songs split
by the forked tongues humming.
Still in the wind, turned into a whisper.
Still in the wind, flying.
Losing herself in the winds tale.
But as long as we tried a little
and as long as we ventured some.
But as long as we tried a little
it doesnʼt matter how we all end

How, In My Bones

Music & Lyrics: Erika Angell

How, in my bones,
that feeling of embarrassment remains
like a tattoo on my skin.
But words had already slipped my eager mouth
and are now hovering in the air.
I said a prayer for them
to be picked down by a savior, safely
onto the ground
and I knew that it would leave, a sour feeling
in my belly.
Grow up!

How she did die
I overheard. My parents conversation
gave me the facts kept from younger ears
and how it was burning me from the inside out.
Like a secret waiting to be told.
It grew much bigger than me
so I cleared my throat, I raised my voice, to speak
like the kid that I was
and immediately I knew Iʼd never been worthy.
Grow up!

Deep, deep down in my gut, a ball of shame
Deep, deep down droops my head, a last farewell
Deep, deep down from within is where I sang
for you, Johanna.

Thatʼs how we learn things, when we are hurting.

Bloody War

Music: Erika Angell & Simon Angell
Lyrics: Erika Angell

On the gravel,
in the courtyard,
heʼll be sitting
in sun, imprisoned
in a wheelchair.

Stuck in a body,
dead silent.
The brain no longer
works the bone and flesh,
until the end broken.

We do all see
We do all see
shoulders wide enough
to hold the sky,
Itʼs coming down
Itʼs coming down

Oh, this is a one man fight.
Oh, this a bloody war.
A battle we all must fight.
Oh, this is a one man war.

In the white ward,
under stiff sheets,
they never told him
a nerve got cut off.
It was a one man fuck up.

Struggling to hold it
all together,
but time gets shorter,
itʼs rolling down and out,
itʼs a loosing battle.

We do all see
We do all see
when heʼs loosing it,
when he goes.
Itʼs coming down.

Oh, this is a one man fight.
Oh, this a bloody war.
A battle we all must fight.
Oh, this is a one man war.

A Windful of Screams

Music & Lyrics: Erika Angell

A fist made of stone
lifted her off,
off of the ground
in one strike.

That switch in his eyes
happened so fast,
she had no time
to react.

Dark as a well
he pressed her hard
up on the wall
with all his weight.

Thatʼs when she first learnt,
that what seems big
can be very small
when it comes down to it.

Oh, no she never told a single soul.
Oh, no and she kept on coming back.
This was the only way for her to show
just how tall she could get

When a boy left behind
opens his mouth,
a windful of a screams
comes running out.

Though he turned to man
with stronger arms,
he never knows
when the boy talks.

Like a dog
he hung his head,
when he realized
what the hand made.

Thatʼs when she first learnt,
that what seems big
can be very small
when it comes down to it.

Oh, no she never told a single soul.
Oh, no and she kept on coming back.
This was the only way for her to show
just how tall she could get.

Ropes

Music & Lyrics: Erika Angell

Being one
does it mean losing one of two?
Did I push all my dreams on you?
Are the waters
deeper than you can overcome?
Are the horses
running off to somewhere you donʼt want?
Oh, itʼs making you sick
when weʼre falling.

Who will I become
if you change the route?
Who will you become
if I cut us loose?
When the ropes weʼre tangled in are gone,
will we change or will we stay as one?

What will we become?

Growing old,
does it mean losing some of your nerve?
With a thicker skin,
are the longings we hold preserved?
Are the weathers
piling up in a darkened sky?
Are the answers
there to find once the rains have poured down?
Oh, itʼs making me sick
when weʼre falling.

Who will I become
if you change the route?
Who will you become
if I cut us loose?
When the ropes weʼre tangled in are gone,
will we change or will we stay as one?

What will we become?

Turning Rocks

Music: Erika Angell & Parker Shper
Lyrics: Erika Angell

Crafted in the same soil,
on vast land
where the air stands still
and sounds go far
There is no doubt in him.
There is nothing vague about him.
From this I did not inherit anything.

Flying off to somewhere
in search for.
Him, swaying slow amongst
the old trees.
Thereʼs nothing for him to see.
Nowhere else he needs to be.
From this I did not inherit a life for me.

When I long for a home in you,
this is how I think itʼs done.
But itʼs not my way
yet, I need to find one
to settle down.

Turning rocks to change life …
We keep doing that repeatedly.
I always believe my goal
to be what you made your own.
Like this I did not inherit a life for me.

When I long for a home in you,
this is how I think itʼs done.
But itʼs not my way
yet, I need to find one
to settle down.

Smoke Like Birds

Music & Lyrics: Erika Angell

From land we could see
how the smoke rose towards the sky,
like birds, from the boats hit at sea.
During the second war,
she said, the land was ripped from trees
and if we climbed the highest peek
we could see
when the thunder struck man at sea.

Thick fog in her eyes
diverge and wipe out her last sight.
Night falls to stay around the clock.
A cradle in her mind holds our past,
like a bean within its pod,
and when she makes us climb the peak
we do see
when the thunder struck men at sea.

The grey and wet did grow on you and me.
We both were born to walk the rugged
rocks in west.
The burning boats are gone and lost.
When you are too you will keep being
part of me.

White Flags Down

Music: Erika Angell & Simon Angell
Lyrics: Erika Angell

How my skin crawls right off me
How my limbs wind like restless children
When you reach for me
When you reach for me

How every thought runs for shelter
How every word fades in heavy silence
When you seek for them
When you seek for them

Oh how easily they break
Just like branches snap in violation
And we canʼt turn back
And we canʼt turn back

In this deadlock,
where weʼve ended up,
thereʼs no place for giving up
In this deadlock,
where weʼve ended up,
thereʼs no place for small talk or tenderness.

In the bitter cold
we are holding lines in the muddy trenches,
with our white flags down.

How you push through my fences
How I constantly keep mending every hole
When you want it all
When you want it all

How our blood made one river
How my pulse once followed every throb of yours
And now you want it back
And now you want it back

Oh how desperately they try
to push you back into the womb you
came from.
But thereʼs no way back.

In this deadlock,
where weʼve ended up,
thereʼs no place for giving up.
In this deadlock,
where weʼve ended up,
thereʼs no place for small talk or tenderness.

In the bitter cold
we are holding lines in the muddy trenches.
With our white flags down
but with our hope held high.
A prayer deep inside
that one of us will break down
and rise up from the ground
with a new and clean and free mind,
ready to throw aside
whatʼs old and long forgotten.
To end those old times and lift the white flag high.

Could I But Dream This Dream Once More

Music: Erika Angell
Lyrics: Excerpts from the novel
“Genji Monogataria” by Murasaki Shikibu.
English translation by Vera Eicholz-Rhode.

Could I but dream that dream once more.
Oh, since for the first time Iʼve had this desire.
My eyelids have not closed one single time in my sleep.

The old pillow and the old quilt,
with whom does he want to share them now?
Dust shall cover this bed.
ʻCause I can not stand it any longer,
to wipe off the nightly dew of my tears from it.

Thief

Music: Erika Angell & Simon Angell
Lyrics: Erika Angell

I took what I wanted.
I stole what wasnʼt mine in the backyard.
And I heard the dogs barking.
I saw it as a sign.
I took what wasnʼt mine.

Now Iʼll always be the one who cut her heart.
Now Iʼll always be easy to blame.
Now I always be someone whoʼs fortune
came out of a tragedy.