Lyrics

A freezing Winter’s over

No. 44

and the lower parts of my

capricious mind were heating up

A gentle Spring was passing

No. 44

and wondering once again

when will the mental bleeding stop

The seasons quickly passing

and every year I’m facing

endless carousels, spirals and spins

out of phase, out of age, recycling

 

There’s only me to make a change

Where’s all my will and pride and strength

I know it’s all within my range

But don’t know why I’m stalling

    it's all strange

 

A short light Summer’s coming

No. 44

and just like my heart and mind

it’s cold and warm with rain or shine

The longest day in Denmark

almost midnight when dark

still I’m only using it half-hearted

 

There’s only me to make a change

Where’s all my will and pride and strength

I know it’s all within my range

But don’t know why I’m stalling

    it's all strange

 

Melancholic Autumn’s waiting

No. 44

Well, it took me 14 years to finish this song

That only goes to show how

I really just don’t know how

to change my ways and days from grand plans to do-now!

 

There’s only me to make a change

Where’s all my will and pride and strength

I know it’s all within my range

But don’t know why I’m stalling

    it's all strange

It's so strange ?

Story

Wow.

When reading the lines (verse 3 in particular) I realize how slow I often am in my life. The words for this song were originally written when 30 years old and then changed 14 years after!! But even then it took me 10 more years to really finish the song (and all the others) and to create this web-site. Really makes me wonder...

Yeah, let me sit down and wonder for some more years. Have I really changed all-over ? Anyway, this is also from the first Summerhouse-session with the live drumming.