"4" (2017)
LET IT GLOW
(Pedersen)
Like the smell of snow
when it lands on your steamy lip
new fallen sweat trickling down
tickles your tongue there's nothing wrong
in sensing carefully
climb back in bed disconnect your hip
let it glow
It's hard standing up
with the weight of what I know
but the truth is it tastes more like ashes
than victory the mystery
is you never miss a beat but always overheat
when you take to the street
Beyond a city left abandoned we spin
beyond the edge of your dreams it seems
worlds of swirl begin
Something's going down uptown day and night
a surge is gonna come wash the filth away to the sea
guaranteed the hard-beating heart
shields the lab rat souls
while control falls apart
If you're spitting in the wind it blows back in your face
but the face that you wear is false
and it don't look like you sad but true
don't you think we know
the real travesty is you wear it just for show
Beyond a city left abandoned we spin
beyond the edge of your dreams it seems
worlds of swirl begin
I need to find new thoughts
plausible and strong
although I'm keeping right I'm always in the wrong
just went along
you know they asked me when you're always in your seat
does it mean you can't think on your feet
POWER LINES
(Heyman/ Pedersen)
Reach out for the falling sun
red dirt roads and one-on-one
don't go on to ask me why
the power lines are singing by my side
Race against the final burn
no regrets and no return
don't ask me to tell a lie
the power lines are wailing by my side
Through the rain
watch your grit go down the drain
don't entertain
a dream of trailing back again
Drifting fast into the black
it's not an option to go back
echoes of a battle cry
the power lines are howling by my side
Through the rain
watch your grit go down the drain
don't entertain
a dream of trailing back again
Drawing closer to an end
a bad break's coming round the bend
swallowed by a bloody sky
the power lines are broken by my side
MOON PALACE
(Pedersen)
Come away to my moon palace
on the final frontier
a silver face trying to tell us to rest up there
and eclipse year after year
Raise your eyes, believe the luster
your nerves recall
assert the sheen the sky can muster
and let it all seep through your cell walls
Cloud number nine
the top of the list
I insist
it's where we align
and all we've missed is there
at the end of the line
Giving in to bold desire we learn the trade
chase the glow and feed the fire
a swell parade of sparks that fade
So come away to my moon palace
I'll met you there
no gravity to compel us
it's a grand affair in thin air
BLACK DOG NIGHTS
(Pedersen)
Slowly getting back in shape
softly planning the escape
I can't help but notice
that the walls are caving in somehow
Black dog nights and mercury
hit me like the third degree
in a time of infamy
there's no end to what the end could be
The blessing seems like a curse
it's bad but it's still getting worse
break up and run
for a place in the sun
Pain's not what it used to be
pretty sure you would agree
there's no pill for this rag
and we're are both flying the pirate flag
Not because we wanted to
clearly turning black and blue
looking up but going down
we were running 'fore we hit the ground
The blessing seems like a curse
it's bad but it's still getting worse
break up and run
for a place in the sun
LONG GONE
(Heyman)
The summer nights are long gone
darkness grows each day
changing winds are rising
but no one's blown away
the flowers we let wither
in the shadows we let grow
they just lay down and I come down
while it falls around me
We left the sky wide open
above the flaming fields
beyond a lost horizon
of run down ideals
no fuel to keep us burning
no drug to keep me clean
I'll just lay down while I come down
and it fades around me
We found our time in pieces
scattered on the ground
maybe this will free us
maybe we'll come around
I take it we're forgiven
I take it we'll forget
I'll just lay down while I come down
and it fades around me
FALLING
(Pedersen)
This fall we're finally falling
and the freezing dark days
soon come crawling
she said you're appalling
like the sick polaroids
you keep installing
Oh woe
we will go toe-to-toe
Leaves fall like relations
condemned by the cold
and strange accusations
it feels like the surprising
find of a nail
between your eyes and
Oh woe
we will go toe-to-toe
FREE
(Heyman)
Free forever free at last
free to go down slow free to make it fast
go ahead now just feel free
oh you tell me I'm as fre as a man can be
I'm free like thunder free like rain
I'm a rambling man on an empty train
from the mountains to the sea
and I tell you I'm as free as a man can be
I'm free tomorrow free today
free to walk the line
I'm free as far as I can see
and I tell you I'm as free as a man can be
I'm free to rise I'm free to fall
free to crawl the floor the climb the wall
I'm free to laugh when I could cry
and you tell me I'm free to say goodbye
me cursed
GLASS BELL
(Pedersen)
It could be raining but more likely the sun is out
it might be reflections
but I believe those are cotton clouds
You may ask how I don't know
did my eyes already go
but no, I live under glass
For as long as it takes and then some
I'll be
you will see
me
under glass
Notice the low hum or maybe it's just a rush of blood
wicked vibrations
sets me back to days before the flood
You would ask me how d'you feel
I know it's not ideal
it's surreal, I live under glass
For as long as it takes and then some
I'll be
you will see
me
under glass
This bell is all I relate and answer to
it's mostly reflections
but ok then they will have to do
You may ask if I don't mind
the answer is no I am fine
confined
I live under glass
BACKFIRE
(Pedersen)
Sailing through the morning light
into a town without name
far beyond the come-what-might
just looking for someone to blame
I don't need a hideaway
just like to drift around the plan
the frosted sun keeps me at bay
as if to say you understand
don't do it just because you can
It had to backfire coming in under the wire
we always try to get higher
but just fall and get burned
in that same old ring of fire
She came to me in golden robes
she said hello, I said okay
I told her don't get up your hopes
but dug what she had tucked away
and then she took me all the way
It had to backfire coming in under the wire
we always try to get higher
but just fall and get burned
in that same old ring of fire
A cold wind swept the hidden face
of the sorry sight it soon became
gone again without a trace
the wind itself has no aim
it knows no guilt or shame
I'm sailing through the here-and-now
in some town out of place
what is a stranger to you anyhow
he's easily replaced
just another meal
another taste
KEEP IT COMING
(Heyman)
Just be untrue that's all I ask of you
just follow through 'cause all I wanna do
is watch you brake it just to watch it fall
you can make it
Tonight it's all right
Just keep it coming
It's dark and clear
the moon and the stars are near
just me and you all I wanna do
is go on break it just to watch it fall
we can make it
Tonight it's alright
Just keep it coming
FLATLANDS
(Heyman)
Turning wheels, burning tires
frozen pipes, melted wires
got you this far
circumstance
revolving in the flatlands
On too late, gone too fast
went to waste, meant to last
got you this far
the clapping hands
revolving in the flatlands
Out of touch, out of time
another day you fall behind
got you this far
shaking hands
revolving in the flatlands
"The DeSoto Caucus" (2014)
Nail In The Wall (Pedersen)
Staring at the nail in the wall where your picture used to hang
trying to remember if the door bell really ever even rang
there's the first few rays of light
sniping like insect bites
Keep it quiet keep a steady hand on the tiller till it cracks
try to find a way to sit it out and please relax
we lost the last shroud of the night
how do we stay out of sight
Listen to the drumming of the rain as the city starts the day
all the running feet of a thunder slowly rolling our way
there's a train full of dreams
taken to extremes choking all the screams
Skills Of Warfare (Pedersen/Heyman)
Into the dead of night we extend you
a slow and bumpy ride with the ground crew
along the silent roads you won't know of
were darkness still explodes in a blow of
air
take care, there's no need
for all your skills of warfare
Go down along the cove to the new scene
we're putting on a show at the Black Bean
we booked a part for you on the main stage
if it's a bit askew don't sustain rage
go
you don't know you're ensnared
in all your skills of warfare
Upon a crumbled place with a low sound
you think you see a face that brings you down
and find a missing link in a dead voice
but if you try to think, it's your own choice
There you square
and roll out
you're unaware
of all your skills of warfare
Stepping Outside (Pedersen)
I'm stepping outside, reclusive
I'm finding this stride too elusive
not a thought goes through my mind
the work is complete
and it's fine
I'm stepping outside, committed
you know we collide, now admit it
never thought I'd leave the crew
now it's just me
pulling through
Hear the crooked bullets fly
see how they pass me by
It's colder outside, but it's clear here
no one to fight on this frontier
see the man that slowly flows
into a realm of repose
I followed the stream to the city
I crumpled the dream with pity
now I see how I was blind
I'm stepping outside
and it's fine
Wasteland (Pedersen)
Throw me your red lips
lower your shoulders
show me the scar that you hide
just a few flips that's what I told her
over the great divide
I used to live in deserted houses
castles of bottles and sand
far from a beach yet further from feeling
any one's loving hand
Words that strand
ships in a wasteland
I slowly dissolve like Quinn as he's watching
out with his eyes on the door
fall like the rain be
lost in glass city
pitilessly drifting ashore
Radiant cowgirl beam through the doorway
showing the scars I conceal
glow in a new dawn, start the healing
ending this lonesome ordeal
Words that strand
ships in a wasteland
we're ships in a wasteland
Come Undone (Pedersen)
Feet first we're falling
in and out of belief
two tickers stalling in need of relief
You've hit the waters
that fell as we spun
around the wonders of the multiple one
Come undone
be the one
don't lay out the setting sun
In fear of drowning
unlearning at best
we all run for reasons barely expressed
Our words keep fueling
unreasonable doubt
it's kind of grueling but that's what it's all about
Come undone
be the one
don't lay out the setting sun
I've lost the feeling
that I'm one of us
it's so revealing and so hard to suppress
Come undone
be the one
don't lay out the setting sun
Just The Other Day(Pedersen)
It seems like just the other day
that half the city washed away
and you said us two we'll stay
you're tired of running
It seems like just the other day
I think maybe it was in May
you left to join the cabaret
a painful show, a shadow play
left you spinning
It seems like just the other day
Stars that shoot and love that's second hand
can be really beautiful
like an unknown Promised Land
you're so hard to understand
It seems like just the other day
you said there will be hell to pay
then took the car towards the bay
did not come back that night
in fact you never did so I guess you got lost along the way
Lighthouse (Pedersen)
A lighthouse against the winter sky
a landscape flying by
and you know that you've been screwed
something doesn't quite comply
but instead of asking why
you just conclude
that that beacon is the essence of solitude
Made good money, sure
that's not the problem nor the cure
another week escaped you
another month, another year
and you think you know what you're doing
and you think that you're getting somewhere
A black dog by the side of the road
rocks where a river flowed
and you know it all adds up
and while you are still afloat
you make a mental note
to just stop and see the moon
and its glow before it drops
Never once looked back
always stayed on the track
another love escaped you
another dream, another fear
and you think you know what you're doing
and you think that you're getting somewhere
Bridges Of Bern (Heyman)
All the people of Bern know to keep in mind
that you can drift down the Aare
but don't reach the river Rhine
Coming down from the ridges
with the pace of time
and we fall from the bridges
and we're drawn to the river Rhine
All the bridges of Bern
up above, along the line
just burn on, burn
we're on our way to the river Rhine
Maybe time will disclose
what made us blind
well everybody knows
we'll go down in the river Rhine
Crack In The Cover (Pedersen)
I'm one lying flat on the back
checking the crack in the cover
perceiving a cleansing air above her
There's two or more ways to explain
the growing pain of your lover
that we might be about to discover
And it seems to me
like a burn in the third degree
that's coming on inescapably
All three going down a dirt track
while dusky clouds start to hover
I'm still checking the crack in the cover
And it seems to me
like a burn in the third degree
that's coming on inescapably
Don't Fear (Pedersen)
Escaping through tunnels of cracked concrete
surprised at what you find
looking east you meet the west and see how they align
you reach the plains as daylight breaks
it's clear there is a gain
pilots, sailors, faithful fakes abandon the urbane
So don't fear if you hear
a foreign sound to your ear
Never mind the word you heard
we're running towards the light
hearing fails and eyes get blurred upon this wondrous sight
we reach out to the fellow man
attempting to unite
they say that's how it all began
to me it's just alright
So don't fear when you hear
a foreign sound to your ear
The man is at the window still
he's taking you away
to the big house on the hill in case you won't obey
hold on to your rabbit's foot
for all that it is worth
your luck is totally kaput prepare to hit the dirt
But don't fear if you hear
a foreign sound to your ear
Lonesome Train (Pedersen)
Lonesome train
westward bound
long to dwell
to rest and never be found
Yellow as liquid sun
carrying a suitcase and a ray gun
Pierce the plains
rule the rail
you persist
the steel and dust trails prevail
No more horsing around
in for a penny in for a pound
Cry against
the rushing tide
knee deep in uncovered with nowhere to hide
March on the golden dawn
steadfast and frugal you move on
"Offramp Rodeo" (2013)
LIVE IN THE STREAM (Pedersen)
Been there before
worn out on the floor
mishap of postwar
Failed to get to the door
can’t really ignore
the sore spots anymore
At the scene, a tape machine
a trampoline, a busted spleen
I’m fixing up a submarine
taking care of quarantine
Should have been foreseen
like some kind of routine
if just we’d kept it clean
What I mean is on the screen
if you were queen in my canteen
a forest green live sardine
high on dance, and caffeine
Dream of an aquatic regime
well into the stream
a life full of gleam
PD: drums, maracas, cowbell, tambourine & additional snare
TT: upright bass, vocals & foam-battered banjo
AP: guitars & vocals
NH: organ & marching band bassdrum
OCB (Pedersen)
Don’t buy in to the thousand scares
they promote to shut you up
on your toes, just keep the powder dry
and stay on top
There’s a spin on every story now
there’s a lie on every tongue
hold your breath, take the time to aim
it'll hit before long
Offbeat circuit breakers
turning up on the grid
all movers and shakers
unite and commit
Going out on fifty thousand watts
through the skywaves at night
we call on you to call the shots
propagate and ignite
you’ll be left, we’ll be right
Offbeat circuit breakers
turning up on the grid
all movers and shakers
unite and commit
time to curb the skid
PD: drums & tambourine
TT: bass, vocal, wurlitzer & backwards banjo harmonics
AP: vocal, guitar & tenor guitar
NH: mellotron & acetone organ
OFFRAMP RODEO (Pedersen)
Another race is run
we’re overdone, but nobody won
you’re still pressing on
the summer’s gone, in a free fall
a marathon without recall
No more roads to go
the shadows grow
and mask the patio
the Offramp Rodeo is all you know
but the stars lost their glow
in the neon undertow
The freakshow stands still
without need or will
hiding its face untill
the next race
Never saw the blind
the left behind
all undefined
tried to stay on top
all in, nonstop
but it just goes to show
anytime they you drop
you have to let it go
PD: drums, darbuka & Kenyan mgala drum
TT: upright bass & marimba
AP: the guild & vocals
NH: glockenspiel & pedal steel guitar
LEAVING ODESSA (Pedersen)
Set to leave Odessa in the morning
try to clear the mind down at the bar
maybe we ignored the fateful warning
don’t mess with that Lone Star
people here would go far
Gaze down on the oilfields of west Texas
recognize the pumpjacks and their prance
entrepreneurs in Texas simply vex us
they’re not your usual romance
more like an ancient ghost dance
a different stance
Seize the Alamo
pass it high and low
unsteady as she goes
Missing all the Arizona dead ends
low key days around the Desert Inn
sittin’ tight and dealing with the new bends
a place to hide at high tide
safe and cool while inside
Seize the Alamo
pass it high and low
unsteady as she goes
The last thing I remember is a phonecall
something ‘bout blind tigers in the House
the Seven Sisters do not want you ‘round here
get out while you still can
don’t be freakin’ blind, man
PD: double drumkit, tambourines, shakers & wooden box
NH: el. bass, pedalsteel, organ & vibraphone
AP: vocals & guitar
TT: vocals
FULL MOON (Pedersen)
Making a wrong turn I take off
rooftops and glass trees below
dreaming I fly when I’m falling
falling all too slow
I was a sky diving orphan
you were a cannon let loose
caskets and steamboats on rivers
showed how we chose
The brightest lights cast deepest shadows
people like telephone poles
lonely, apart as they witness
black neon holes
Pull out the skylights and sit back
letting the night take you in
reach for the stars as you peel off
that raddled skin
This is the lull revolution
dreamers and drop-outs unite
seep through the cracks and acknowledge
the full moon tonight
just satellite
PD: drum kit, kpanloko drum, wooden boxes, shaker & tambourine
AP: vocal, guitars & piano
NH: glockenspiel, sleighbells & organbass
TT: vocal & upright bass
Sille Krill: vocal
HERE’S ONE (Pedersen)
All alone in a dense fog when the rain starts
an old terraplane close to the grounds
across the wetlands into the woods
a trunk full of all your worldly goods
running with the hare, and hunting with the hounds
While the silent drape of nightfall slowly sets
there’s still the ring of a voice that said
in about four weeks or so
you’re only gonna feel half the pain you know
you can't really win a war inside your head
Here is one to tell you
we’re outrun anyway
that trouble comes in all colors
but always leave you in the grey
A cold shimmer of the moonbeams through the naked trees
a goshawk circling high
down the river in the back of his mind
memories of safety and horrors combined
most things then were kept on the sly
Tired eyes don’t tell lies, Granpa used to say
it’s never really lightning that strikes
it all begins when you’re striken by life
then you wind up on the wrong end of a knife
just another guy that no one really likes
This is one
who’ll tell you
we’re outrun every day
that trouble comes in all colors
but always have us running away
PD: drums & percussion
AP: guitars, vocal + clapping
TT: bass & vocals
NH: ACE tone organ, tremolo guitar & piano, glockenspiel + tubular bells
Niels “det’-jo-det” Nørgaard: bass trombone
FIRESALE (Heyman/Pedersen)
On a soiled and feeble trail
tracing jet streams, facing ill dreams
while it’s all a firesale
lack of sleep and lack of luck
southern hellholes, gloomy poor souls
losing track in pick-up trucks
by the light from kerosene
burning untamed, defiant, unclaimed
I take on the unforeseen
and I dream of rolling streams
wild and clean still, a spirit’s free will
nothing’s ever what it seems
on a hillside drenched in sun
a salient black bear, an endless blunt stare
makes it clear I’ve been outrun
as I stride towards her glow
pads of flax rise, to nearly man size
and I feel my senses go
bursting spread of firewheel
smiling gently, as it would be
if it wasn’t for the steel
reaching for that world of glass
seems so unfit and we still find it
laying shattered in the grass
pull towards a gentle moon
find a home there, but just beware
not to break it all too soon
all you need along the way
a fabled motel by the Devil’s Inkwell
on the road to Santa Fe
let it go and let me loose
the road’s too run-down for one who’s come round
only asking for a truce
AP: vocal & ac. guitar
PD: drums, maracas, shells, caxixi, additional floor tom
& Kenyan mgala drum
NH: electric bass, chamberlain, piano, tubular bells,
bass drum, harmony vocals & vibraphone
TT: clarinet & tremolo bass solo
EVEN SO (Heyman/Pedersen)
On the shortest day
Sparkle slipped away
but you can't let go
blinded mime
you can run your rhymes
but lovers outgrow
even so
Now some desire
all the streets on fire
and never lay off
what you don't see
all the burned fruit trees
held promises too
now make do
change the view
Tried and true
carry through
AP: vocal & vibraphone
NH: guitar, bass, piano & vocal
PD: drums & maracas
POLARIS (Pedersen)
The North Star is held hostage
but in that he's not alone
everybody's a pawn in
somebody's game
and Polaris is only
a recent sad add-on
to the abundance of captives
being used every day
For every constellation
for every setting sun
for any one rescued
another ten will be gone
PD: drums & glockenspiel
TT: bass & harmony vocals
AP: guitars, pump organ & vocal
NH: piano, chamberlain, mellotron & glockenspiel
LAST CALL (Pedersen)
Bent out of shape, left behind
not quite the escape we had in mind
hear the engine, feel the heat
last call for candidates for the final seats
beat up and run down on the mystery train
stuck on the platform waiting
for the black rain
Been watching the stormfront from the overpass
while trying to eyeball the snakes in the grass
severely derailed by corporate hell hounds
afraid it’s too late now to turn the ship around
found and lost is closer than you’d think
and they ain’t built a boat yet that cannot sink
Just passing through
faceless mud pit prophets
all we can do
untill we can follow through
A dead certain downpour coming ‘round the bend
could be a new beginning, or the beginning of the end
a fear of drowning in a time of mental drought
a time for believers and no time for doubt
an old-fashioned stakeout, we’re just short of spine
relentless hesitation, yours and mine
a time for achievers and no chance for time outs
reluctant resignation
under heavy clouds
Just passing through
faceless mud pit prophets
all we can do
untill we can follow through
PD: kpanloko drum, caxixi, maracas, drumkit & wood
AP: vocal, ac. guitar & acetone organ
NH: piano, pumporgan & baritone guitar
TT: vocal & double bass
RUNNING OUT OF HEROES (Pedersen)
Dreamed i was still awake
and still laying face down holding on
remembered what someone said
if they're shootin' at you
you're doin' something right
Running out of heroes
running out of steam
there's a planewreck on the horizon
the glory days are gone
All that's left now and real
are the nine kinds of pain we're locked into
all we need is a deal
on some damage control and ejector-seats
Running out of heroes
running out of steam
there's a planewreck on the horizon
all sooty, amber and blue
running out of heroes
and running out of alternatives too
Right side electric guitar by Howe Gelb Piano by Palle Hjorth Recorded in Feedback and PigJoy by JB and the Soupkitchen by AP Violined casio-stuffing recorded in LowLive by TT
Howe selfrecorded at the Blue House
IMPLY OR IMPLODE (Pedersen)
Lay low but live large
hold down the fort
stay in charge
go slow but don’t show
sink into a thinktank with a glow
Go right or go wrong
all twists of fate are equally strong
just get by till get-go
and head out on another endless road
head on out
Imply or implode
either way we come in code
no rhyme or reason
stick it out for me one more season
stick it out
Pumporgan by Palle Hjorth Recorded in Feedback and PigJoy by JB Organsolo by AP in the Soupkitchen
WONDERS & BLUNDERS (Pedersen)
Freon pumpin' in my veins
I know I'm losin' all I could've gained
one foot short of a full-on retreat
and all those blunders in my backseat
Cross the river dissappear into the night
no telling if i'm wrong or right
there's a splinter in my mind
now my thoughts are a different kind
And by the time I-40 takes me in to Amarillo
the lonely road is all I wanna know
In a stream of liquid stone
the matter is cut to the bone
what the road is offering me
is a flowing wonder of entity
And by the time I-40 takes me out of Amarillo
a lonely road is all i wanna know
'cause there is more to I-40 than to go through Amarillo
wonders and blunders
hand in hand they go
With Palle Hjorth pianoing and Marie Frank singing Recorded in Feedback by JB and the Soupkitchen by AP
RIDE ON (Pedersen)
Ride on ride on
pass the gates
in the setting sun
Ride on ride on
you favorite sifting son
Ride on ride out
leave behind
every shadow
every doubt
ride on out
Introducing Elias Ole Lund introducing Written by TT and AP on the Gelb back-porch and recorded there subsequently. Drums recorded in the WholeHole later, AP added solo and effects in the Soupkitchen and bass in Feedback while mixing. Elias captured on Skype
SMELLS LIKE RAIN (Pedersen)
It smells like rain again
although my premonition's like a train
running wild on rugged plains
while we try to maintain
Adrift at sea at night
with dreams deserted come what might
it makes no sense to fight
when no one is right
Cause there's always more to say
but less is being said each day
'it's hardly a reply and
it's not goodbye
Private Punic wars
dumb attacks and vague remorse
after all is said and done
are we still all for one
The bells are ringing true
praising those who start anew
and it's all that we can do
I hope you feel so too
With Nikolaj heyman on wurlitzer. Written by AP that week in the countryside after Peter said “we still need another song for the album...."
TRANS-FREQUENCING (Pedersen)
Float upstream through last fall's fallen leaves
feel the breeze and see the surplus thieves
there are days when all your cells just know
you belong long ago
Drift along both Johnson and Monroe
submerged cathedrals in fierce undertow
surfin' that kinetic energy
like electrons captured casually
Way out there way out when
I'm sucked right in then kicked back out again
watch me trans-frequencing
I'm here and I'm then
Dream away and tap into the groove
walk the cloisters, see the pillars move
ancient arches on higher ground
this is my sonic lost and found
Way out there way out when
I'm sucked right in then kicked back out again
watch me trans-frequencing
I'm here and i'm then
With Palle Hjorth on Hammond and purple piano Recorded in Feedback and PigJoy by JB, additional recordings done in the Soupkitchen by AP and LowFive by TT
WEARY TALKING BLUES (Pedersen)
Found a way ‘round the red-light nerves
move like a bloodhound unaware of it's swerves
except jolts in my bones, itch under the skin
keeps me preoccupied with internal rearranging
Yeah this things got it in for me
days are shorter now than they used to be
So be cool, be funny, smack 'em down hard
with all due respect you just go the whole nine yards
'Cause this things got it in for me
days are shorter now than they used to be
still walking wounded, zombie in new shoes
undone and undead
same weary talking blues
With Palle Hjorth introing and then taking one Recorded at Feedback and PigJoy by JB
BELLE (Pedersen)
There are many ways for dreams to come true
a woman on route 6 could testify
lonesome on the lookout
watching folks and years roll by
I can't let go of what they told me
about her house, or what remained
after a truck ran through the wall one day
and she got a ride while she was looking the other way
Now she's the bell of alarm in traffic
calling out to you
in the smoke from whining tires
and the screaming silence that ensue
Organ played by Palle Hjorth Recorded in Feedback and PigJoy by JB
DON'T ASK ME ABOUT LOVE (Pedersen/Gelb)
I'm all in
Purple is the color that it turns
when you're feeling down in a black hole
and blue instead
will you ever get it up and
continue running a maze
certainly amaze those upon the beautiful gaze
I'm all in
Lots of coming and going downton too
lots of coming and going
around to find
Just don't ask me about love
don't know a thing about it
so just don't ask me about love
don't ask
I'm in too deep
Vicky Brown on violin and Jimmy Carr on vibraphone recorded by Nathan Sabatino in Loveland .
Contains a good chunk of "Upright Organ Blues" by Glenn Hardman
(from the trumpet solo on out, actually).
INVISIBLE (Pedersen)
You should try if you think that you can't
and free yer deadload
see through the codes
Bring it out from the cool and the dark
to sweltering light and a clear sight
Find a passage that opens wide
sweep the shapes of dreamin' sattelites
Take it in all the unthinkable
unaccountable sways
dissolve in few days
just go and set inside the sun
be an invisible one
Find a passage that opens wide
sweep the shapes of dreamin' satellites
With Palle Hjorth on piano Marie Frank singing Jimmy Carr vibraphoning Tuba and trumpet blown right by Henrik Silver. Recorded in Feedback and PigJoy by JB .Vibraphone recorded in Loveland by Nathan Sabatino. Silver recorded in Cirkus Charlie’s office-wagon by AP Other dubbing done in the Soupkitchen by AP
OVERFLOW (Pedersen)
Some say history is a nightmare from which we're trying to awake
that the past and the future are just different takes
and beginning to resemble Tommy Steele is reflecting how it feels
you know, some people get lucky while others get the raw deals
There are faces in the walls and a ghostly howling through the halls
waiting for the dust to settle I'm beginning to take vows
but it's just me and my thoughts knocking around this big old house
while the one-eyed jack is king in a world of blind men
There're people and cars outside my hotel window
midnight people I don't know
midnight cars in an endless flow
and as I slowly let the default setting go
I overflow
Pick us up
you'd think by now we'd know when to raise and when to call
but this game ain't at all the kind we had in mind
dreading the plottet course
trying to kick in some doors
With Vicky Brown, violin, Jimmy Carr, vibraphone, and Palle Hjorth, piano.