If I Had A Heart Dry And Dusty Triangle Walks Now’s The Only Time I Know Keep The Streets
Triangle Walks Now’s The Only Time I Know
This will never end cause I want more
More give me more give me more
If I had a heart I could love you
If I had a voice I would sing
After the night when I wake up
I’ll se what tomorrow brings
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
If I had a voice I would sing
Dangling feet from window frame
Will they ever ever reach the floor
More give me more give me more
Cushion filled with all I found
Underneath and inside just to come around
More give me more give me more
When I Grow Up
When I grow up
I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That’s what I’ll do
Throwing out a boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me
When I grow up
I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That’s what I’ll have
Staring at a seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me
I put my soul into what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
With dog eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way back
I’ve never liked that sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you
I’m very good with plants
When my friends are away
They let me keep the soil moist
On the seventh day I rest
For a minute or two
Then back on my feet to call for you
You’ve got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothing
Waiting for a moment to arise
The face in the ceiling
And arms too long
I’m waiting for him to catch me
Keep The Streets Empty For Me Coconut
Never leave me An apple and a berry plant Dark brown hair and eyelash Memory comes when memory’s old He came back one day and
Walk close beside me Comes with a house Reappear in a flash I am never the first to know Told me stories that I now dream of
Your hand my hand On the grass Now’s the only time I know Following the stream up north
Fits so easy Who is that Where do people like us float Oh oh oh oh
To come by my house Early morning’s greatest deed
No tomorrow What’s forsaken I do not need There is room in my lap Open atmosphere
Let us stop here Stands outside my window There is water there is snow For bruises, asses, handclaps Take me anywhere take me there
We did some great things Sucking on the berries and I will never disappear
Didn’t we eats us out of house and home Settling down door and room Forever I’ll be here Oh oh oh oh
Keeping us awake Keep it tidy keep it like a home
Dry and dusty Keeping us awake Now’s the only time I know Whispering We have water mouth
I am a capsule of energy Morning keep the streets empty for me Sand in pockets and a strained household
You speak softly Can I come over I need to rest Come here sparrow
We are capsules of energy Lay down for a while Watch my hand I learned to not eat the snow Oh oh oh oh
Disconnect Black and blue seeds My fur is hot my tongue is cold
Work as I’ve been told The night was so long That is what my hand can On a bed of spider web When the night falls
In return I get money The day even longer Now’s the only time I know I think about to change myself There is fire in the bungalow
Small feet in the hall Lay down for a while
And I long for every moment Recollect Do my hair paint eyelash A lot of hope in a one man tent Lay back with a big cigar
Reappear in a flash There’s no room for innocence Lay back we are where we are
Five AM There is more I’d like to know Take me home before the storm Lay back with a big cigar
Seven Out again Velvet Mites will keep us warm Lay back this is where we are
Triangle walks Nine fifteen then I’m done
I’ve got a friend who I’ve known since I was seven Magpies I throw sticks at them Quiet front seat then drive around Whispering
We use to talk on the phone, if we have time, if it’s the right time They laugh behind my back Through the water through the snow Morning keep the streets empty for me
Accompany me by the kitchen sink Getting a feeling Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We talk about love, we talk about dishwasher tablets, illness Maybe I will dream again I’m Not Done We were hungry before we were born
and we dream about heaven Having that feeling
When there’s no one awake So, I lost my head a while ago
I know it, I think I know it from a hymn No no one awake But you seem to have done no better
They’ve said so, it doesn’t need more explanation Music by Fever Ray. Lyrics by Fever Ray, except track 9, lyrics by Fever Ray and Cecilia Nordlund.
A box to open up with light and sound We set fire in the snow Track 1, 3, 4, 5 and 9 recorded and produced by Fever Ray and Christoffer Berg.
Making you cold Concrete Walls It ain’t over I’m not done Track 2, 6, 7, 8, and 10 recorded and produced by Fever Ray and Van Rivers
Very cold & The Subliminal Kid at 5 Guys & A Dog Studio.
I live between concrete walls Some do magic Vocals on track 9 by Cecilia Nordlund. Double bass on track 8 by Hampus Lundgren.
I leave home at seven When I took her up she was so warm some do harm Mixed at Music A Matic in August 2008. Track 1, 3, 4, 5 and 9 mixed by Christoffer Berg and Fever Ray.
Under a heavy sky, I ride my bike up, I ride my bike down I’m holding on holding on Track 2, 6, 7, 8 and 10 mixed by Christoffer Berg, Van Rivers & The Subliminal Kid and Fever Ray.
I live between concrete walls I’m holding on to a straw Mastered by Henrik Jonsson at Masters of Audio.
November smoke and your toes go numb In my arms she was so warm If I Had A Heart video by Andreas Nilsson.
A new colour on the Globe Who is the Alpha Artwork by Martin Ander. www.mander.nu
It goes from white to red a little voice in my head says oh oh oh Eyes are open and mouth cries What is made of cloth
Haven’t slept since summer How do you say you’re sorry and there’s nothing Fever Ray is managed by DEF.
I know it, I think I know it from a hymn to be afraid of DEF Ltd, PO Box 2477, London NW6 6NQ, England.
They’ve said so, it doesn’t need more explanation Oh how I try www.d-e-f.com
A box to open up with light and sound I leave the TV on Is it dark already
And if you don’t And the radio How light is a light P & C 2009 Rabid Records. All rights reserved.
You’re on your own Do you laugh while screaming www.rabidrecords.com
Is it cold outside www.feverray.com
One thing I know for certain Thankyou! Christoffer Berg, Henrik von Sivers, Peder Mannerfelt, Andreas Nilsson, Olof Dreijer, Jenny Wilson,
I’m pretty sure Cecilia Nordlund, Mom, Dad, Stina Dreijer, Johanna Nilsson, Linda Saretok, Eric Härle, Ryan Hambsh, Marty Bales,
It ain’t over Imke Härle, Helen Tubby, Kelly Money, Tom Packer, Amy Crowther, Martin Ander, Elin Berge, Anna Rosdahl,
I’m not done Peter Benish, Skiva, everybody at Border and Denander & Grahl.
And a very special thankyou to Kristian, Alva and Inez.