Napkin poetry (Angelskår / Lyseid)


I came to feel the lemonheads

Or whatever you wanted to feel   

When Juliana played the bass guitar

And the smoke was too thick to breathe


they came on late, looking like they’d rather be at home

that was fashionable back then  

Evan wore his favorite T that I recalled from posters on her wall

Some country dude from way back when


I knew she’d be there anyway

So I didn’t care to call

A few nervous drinks and then we headed back

To the posters on her wall


Two more weeks of school and then we’re off forever

You might have told me not to wait

I wrote napkin poetry on days skipping towards the summer

another leap of faith


Fall brings out the best in me

The cold resides inside my chest

When the leaves pile up in heaps around the trees

Then I am at my best


But no amount of calm can me forget what I want    

Or the chances that I blew

So while I wait for winter and for darkness to arrive

I long for something new


I spin the record patiently

I like the fact it’s not too long

Juliana plays the bass guitar

And Evan still cares for his songs


So I write napkin poetry but never about her

Or the way we ought to be

Josephine she slipped into those summernights

but Alison’s still happening to me

I’ve been here before you (Angelskår)


Come to me with your silliest dream

Come to me when you’re hopeful

Come to me just to disagree

I’ll be at your disposal


Come to me right after she leaves

when it feels like you can’t make it past her

sweet summer girls they leave no guarantees

and they don’t always pick up to answer


And everybody knows

At one point you’ll expect me to show you how

Before you give the the dream a go

When it feels like you’re made for that rock’n’roll


Come to me when you’re down on your knees

And this world is more than you can handle

Come to me, let me know how it feels

Let’s see if we can find another angle


Feels like I should know

If you were right to expect just a little more

when you have to let her go

And no earthly reason seems good enough


I’ve been here before

I’ve been here before you


Come to me when you no longer believe

In all the things that I taught you

Come to me, let yourself in

Stay for as long as you want to

It’s easier to sing (Angelskår)


I can make her listen in a song

I can make her keep her promises, right her every wrong

I can make her understand

But it’s the only way I can


I can make her call me at first light

And instead of saying: «sorry I just can’t make it tonight»

She’ll arrive on time

no distractions on her mind


This is what I do, honey

I don’t want to pick a fight

It’s just easier to sing

Than to wait for you to call me back, tonight


Other men, you’ll leave them all alone

Instead of listening to a heart that keeps proving you wrong

Time and time again

You’ve got to give it a chance to mend


I can make you love me in a song

I can make you keep your promises and regain some control

And though I can’t make it true

I might come across to you


No song is just a song, honey

it carries heart, it lends a hand

Cause it’s easier to sing

Than to wait around for you to understand

It’s just easier to sing

Than to wait for you to love me as I am