The winner takes it all

The lyrics are enough. They're... Accurate.

~

I don't wanna talk
about things we've gone through
though it's hurting me
now, it's history

I've played all my cards
and that's what you've done, too
nothing more to say
no more ace to play

the winner takes it all
the loser standing small
beside the victory
that's her destiny

I was in your arms
thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
building me a fence

building me a home
thinking I'd be strong there
but I was a fool
playing by the rules

the gods may throw a dice
their minds as cold as ice
and someone way down here
loses someone dear

the winner takes it all
the loser has to fall
it's simple and it's plain
why should I complain?

tell me, does she kiss
like I used to kiss you?
does it feel the same
when she calls your name?

somewhere deep inside
you must know I miss you
but what can I say?
rules must be obeyed

the judges will decide
the likes of me abide
spectaters at the show
always staying low
the game is on again
the lover for a friend
a big thing or a small
the winner takes it all

I don't wanna talk
'cause it makes me feel sad
and I understand
you've come to shake my hand
I apologize
if it makes you feel bad
seeing me so tense
no self confidence, but you see

the winner takes it all
the winner takes it all

the game is on again
a lover or a friend
a big thing or a small
the winner takes it all

Hey man (now you're really living)

<3

~

do you know what it's like to fall on the floor
cry your guts out 'til you've got no more?
hey man, now you're really living

have you ever made love to a beautiful girl
made you feel like it's not such a bad world?
hey man, now you're really living

now you're really giving everything
and you're really getting what you gave
now you're really living what this life is all about

well, I just saw the sun rise over the hill
never used to give me much of a thrill
but hey man, now I'm really living

do you know what it's like to care too much
'bout someone that you're never gonna get to touch?
hey man, now you're really living

have you ever sat down in the fresh-cut grass
and thought about the moment and when it will pass?
hey man, now you're really living

now you're really giving everything
and you're really getting all you gain
now you're really living what this life is all about


now, what would you say if I told you that
everyone thinks you're a crazy old cat?
hey man, now you're really living


do you know what it's like to fall on the floor
cry your guts out 'til you've got no more?
hey man, now you're really living

have you ever made love to a beautiful girl
made you feel like it's not such a bad world?
hey man, now you're really living

Alexandra leaving

Leonard Cohen remains a master of poetry to me - not songwriting, poetry. He catches the words and tastes them, feels them, and uses them to put everything into words exactly as it should be put into words. I don't know how he does it. But he does it so well. Wisdom of both love and life, (found, then lost) and, of course, a beautiful melody.

~

suddenly, the night has grown colder
the god of love preparing to depart
Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder
they slip between the sentries of the heart

upheld by the simplicities of pleasure
they gain the light they formlessly entwine
and radiant beyond your wildest measure
they fall among the voices and the wine

it's not a trick, your senses all decieving
a fitful dream the morning will exhaust
say goodbye to Alexandra leaving
then say goodbye to Alexandra, lost

even though she sleeps upon your satin
even though she wakes you with a kiss
do not say the moment was imagined
do not stoop to strategies like this

as someone long prepared for this to happen
go firmly to the window, drink it in
exquisite music - Alexandra laughing
your first commitments, tangible again

and you, who had the honour of her evening
and by that honour, had your own restored
say goodbye to Alexandra, leaving
Alexandra leaving with her lord

even though she sleeps upon your satin
even though she wakes you with a kiss
do not say the moment was imagined
do not stoop to strategies like this

as someone long prepared for the occasion
in full command of every plan you erect
do not choose a coward's explanation
that hides behind the cause and the effect

and you, who were bewildered by a meaning
whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed
say goodbye to Alexandra leaving
then say goodbye to Alexandra, lost

The stars shine in the sky tonight

So, I've started watching Ghost Whisperer. No, I'm not joking. And I found this beautiful song in what has to be my favourite episode so far. The episode is about four lost boys, four orphans. Three of them were killed when their orphanage took fire. One of the boys just broke my heart, he was so... Real. He wore this weird raccoon-like furry hat, and he had the most amazing smile. My heart just went out to him. Seeing as I heard this song while watching Ghost Whisperer, it made me think of death. But I kinda think it would have anyway. Or maybe... Growing up. Being afraid of growing up alone and leaving behind all the things that used to make you safe. You and your friends growing up, but not alongside each other. ...For me, I guess, it's about a lot of different things - I haven't quite figured it out yet, I need to listen to it again and again and again... But... I've got a pretty good idea... I feel so lost. I wish that you could guide me. That we could just... Walk beneath the stars and wish and be saved and safe. And I know I want to go with you. Wherever you're going. Wherever I'm going. I don't want to part.

~

I can't live in a world that
you have left behind
seen a lot, been through too much
but this is where I draw the line

it's not where you're coming from
it's where you're going to
and I just wanna go with you

december is a lonely month
in a year of lonely days
it's hard to tell which way is up
or down or out or through the haze

people cheat and people lie
while you just watch it all go by
counting days until you die

the stars shine in the sky tonight
like a path beyond the grave
when you wish upon that star
there's two of us you need to save

it's not where you're coming from
it's where you're going to
and I just wanna go with you

Everything you want

When I was about twelve years old I spent most of my time watching AMVs and dreaming about tLOtR and Final Fantasy. I didn't have much else to do. I dreamed and I dreamed and I dreamed and I dreamed and I would wish myself away to all of those worlds and pretend. This is one of the AMVs I watched back then, I actually found the exact video on youtube (the power of the internetz, folks), which was a pretty big treat for me... Tried listening to this song again for the first time in years (was a few weeks ago), and I just had to dig up that video. I've never heard anything else by Vertical Horizon, but I so love this song, it's beautiful and cool and just soothing for my ears. I still see the video inside of my head whenever I hear it... Great lyrics, too, even if they're really simple. They're just right.

~

somewhere they're speaking

it's already coming in

oh, and it's rising at the back of your mind

you never could get it

unless you were fed it

but now you're here, and you don't know why

but under skinned knees and the

skid marks

past the places where you used to learn

you howl and listen

listen and wait for the

echoes of angels who won't return

he's everything you want

he's everything you need

he's everything inside of you that you wish you could be

he says all the right things

at exactly the right time

but he means nothing to you and you don't know why

you're waiting for someone

to put you together

you're waiting for someone to push you away

there's always another

wound to discover

there's always something more you wish he'd say

he's everything you want

he's everything you need

he's everything inside of you that you wish you could be

he says all the right things

at exactly the right time

but he means nothing to you and you don't know why

but you'll just sit tight

and watch it unwind

it's only what you're asking for

and you'll be just fine

with all of your time

it's only what you're waiting for

out of the island

into the highway

past the places where you might have turned

you never did know this

but you still hide away the

anger of angels who won't return

he's everything you want

he's everything you need

he's everything inside of you that you wish you could be

he says all the right things

at exactly the right time

but he means nothing to you and you don't know why

I am everything you want

I am everything you need

I am everything inside of you that you wish you could be

I say all the right things

at exactly the right time

but I mean nothing to you and I don't know why

and I don't know why

Hanging High

~

oh, thunder in my heart
this razor's cutting sharp
and leaves me with an ever bleeding scar
so soft, so suddenly
so that I can not breathe
I'm drawin into a circle painted black


oh, I'm hanging high
oh, won't you let me down
back where I started out?
you know I'm a little lost
and when it hurts the most
I push a little more
I'm back where I started at
you know I'm a little lost


like lightning in my heart
a kiss so burning hot
I'm hanging on a thread that's bound to drop
like rain on open skies
don't know the reason why
but I'll always choose the black in front of white


oh, I'm hanging high
oh, won't you let me down
back where I started out?
you know I'm a little lost
and when it hurts the most
I push a little more
I'm back where I started at
you know I'm a little lost

A nine day's wonder

I think Akeboshi and I have a lot in common. Our love of rain, for instance. And if he wrote this song about something he felt, well, then, we have those feelings in common too.

~

a nine day's wonder, looking back
as the sun goes down
as time goes by, a sketch of life
on the wall worn out

one day she said, in her usual tone
that I don't shine anymore
so I laughed and said, "can you bring it back?"
she stands alone, watching the leaves fall

so many places, so many ways
but there's no way home
nowhere I belong
so many faces fade away
and then life goes on
so many places, so many ways
but there's no way home
nowhere I belong

off the rails, dream away
the amber lights flicker out
an old soldier lives in the dark
says the light only causes pain

now, I don't listen to him this time
I packed my bag and I walked to the bus stop
stars start falling down, like yellow rain, like fireworks
I stand alone, watching the stars fall

so many places, so many ways
but there's no way home
nowhere I belong
so many faces fade away
and then life goes on
so many places, so many ways
but there's no way home
nowhere I belong
so many faces fade away
and then life goes on

still living in a world we know
still living in a world we know
still living in a world we know
still living in a world we know
hold on there
and then life goes on

Aquarius

Loving you while cooking dinner in your kitchen, cold air on my hands, cold air from outside the window, cold autumn-air, darkness. The energy between us. Your smile. My voice, singing this song, you sitting by the computer in your bedroom while litening to me, enetering the kitchen from time to time just to kiss me or to tell me that I'm beautiful. Us. Who I used to be. Who I used to be with. Who I long to be. And the one I long to be with. Gone.

I used to think of this as a letter from me to god, whenever I was exhausted with my own hopelessness and my fear of everything in genereal. I really miss believing in god. And I am exhausted, with myself and with the world. So please. Dear someone.

~

dear someone listening in the shadows
I only talk to you sometimes
and though I ask for help in riddles
it is clearer in my mind, clearer in my mind

born of a sign that carries vessels
but in a month as cold as ice
I know I question things too quickly
but I've never questioned if I've loved, loved

dear someone watching from the shadows
I'm clenching water in my fists
the drops, they slip right through my fingers
but there's water on my lips, water on my lips

born of a sign that carries vessels
but in a month that brings just ice
I know I question things too quickly
but I've never wondered if I've loved, loved

dear someone watching from the shadows
you've seen me lose all the water from my hands
I'm not a skillful water carrier
but the raindrops keep falling on my head, falling on my head

born of a sign that carries water
but in a month that brings just ice
I'm not a skillful water carrier
but I've learned to carry love, learned to carry love

Kjersti er

Fant en rar lek i bloggen til Linn. Man skal google navnet sitt og "er" - altså, "Kjersti er" i mitt tilfelle, og liste opp de ti første tingene som kommer opp. Kjeder meg, så... What the hell. Resultatene mine ble faktisk fullstendig awesome.

1. Kjersti er viktigst i Europa.
2. Kjersti er "syk" nok.
3. Kjersti er klar.
4. Kjersti er opptatt av alle sidene ved jordmoryrket.
5. Kjersti er kjempeivrig.
6. Kjersti er en av de få jordmødrene i Bergen som kjører til og fra jobb på tung motorsykkel.
7. Kjersti er Dronning.
8. Kjersti er dotter til ein dyktig gullsmed og den ærgjerrige kona hans.
9. Kjersti er uten tvil den som har mest gatebilbabe faktor.
10. Kjersti er et kvinnenavn dannet som en variant av Kjerstin, en kortform av Kjerstine som var en opprinnelig norsk form av Christina.

Rusty Lance

Hurt

~

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real

the needle tears a hole
the old, familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything

what have I become
my sweetest friend?
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I can not repair

beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here

what have I become
my sweetest friend?
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

A rainy night in Soho

Come back to me.

~

I've been loving you a long time
down all the years, down all the days
and I've cried for all your troubles
smiled at your funny, little ways

we watched our friends grow up together
and we saw them as they fell
some of them fell into heaven
some of them fell into hell

I took shelter from a shower
and I stepped into your arms
on a rainy night in Soho
the wind was whistling all its charms

I sang you all my sorrows
you told me all your joys
whatever happened to that old song
to all those little girls and boys?

sometimes I wake up in the morning
the gingerlady by my bed
covered in a cloak of silence
I hear you talking in my head

I'm not singing for the future
I'm not dreaming of the past
I'm not talking of the first times
I never think about the last

now, the song is nearly over
we may never find out what it means
still, there's a light I hold before me
you are the measure of my dreams
the measure of my dreams

Quiet as a mouse

~

tourists rob you of your home
in sunken boats
and you can hide quiet as a mouse
but they'll find you out
and she asked me, "what have you felt?"
so down and out
you can stay with me at my house

when I awoke, my back was broke from lying on the floor
sunlight poured through all the cracks in my front door
wake up, you've got a lot of things to do
wake up, the sun is rising without you

tourists robbed me of my child
they smoked him out
he was draft dodging some war
'til they found him out
and he came wandering in the night
to his mom and me
and he said, "time's, they've gotta change
but so do we,"

when I awoke, I was alive in somebody's room
I felt life and love and hope infest in my bones
wake up, you've got a lot of things to do
wake up, the sun is rising without you

when I awoke, my body was dying all over the floor
I felt apathy and hate infest in my bones
wake up, you've got a lot of things to do
wake up, the sun is rising without you

Another sunny day

Beautiful song. And I've never read or heard lyrics like these before. The words kind of belong together. I wish I'd discovered it in the summer, though, it's such a summer-song. It does fit the november rain as well, though (I'm NOT referring to guns 'n roses here, sorry, people), and the nostalgia and the remembering.

~

another sunny day, I met you up in the garden
you were digging glands, I dug you, beg your pardon
I took a photograph of you in the herbaceous border
it broke the heart of men and flowers and girls and trees

another rainy day, we're trapped inside with a train set
chocolate on the boil, steamy windows when we met
you've got the attic window looking out on the cathedral
and on a sunday evening, bells ring out in the dusk

another day in June, we'll pick eleven for football
we're playing for our lives, the referee gives us fuck all
I saw you in the corner of my eye on the sidelines
your dark mascara bids me to historical deeds

now everybody's gone, you pick me up for a long drive
we take the tourist route, the nights are light until midnight
we took the evening ferry over to the peninsula
we found the avenue of trees, went up to the hill
that crazy avenue of trees, I'm living there still

there's something in my eye, a little midge, so beguiling
sacrificed his life to bring us both eye to eye
I heard the eskimos remove obstructions with tongues, dear
you missed my eye, I wonder why, I didn't complain
you missed my eye, I wonder why, please do it again

the loving is a mess, what happened to all of the feeling?
I thought it was for real; babies, rings and fools kneeling
and words of pledging trust and lifetimes stretching forever
so what went wrong? it was a lie, it crumbled apart
ghost figures of past, present, future, haunting the heart