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Beginning to see the Light

by Chimneyheart

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you'd come unexpected you'd come uninvited I swear you'd kick in my door if I wouldn't come out no more sure we had our fun but it was a long time ago by now I have changed since then we were doomed to fall out my old friend we go back so long you've always been around with you I could cope with the feeling with you I could stand being you took the edge off it & you were so sure of it you just lived it & you took me right in the middle of it tonight I feel so alone I sure wish you would come over with your antics & take me out on some of it lately I've had this feeling it's been growing inside of me and I've had no one to talk to I'm sure you could pull me trough my buddy
2.
All the pigeons on the balcony Tuned in to my misery And they all fell dead to the ground And the fish in the pond Surfaced upside down You’re somewhere else I’m stuck in nowhere Feeling out of place Trying to live my life I’m trying trying trying To live my life But I feel so lost And out of passion And I've run dry on Imagination I met you on my door step I wish you’d come back And take me out Just like that Outside my door is the world
3.
My life is like A roller coaster ride It takes me up in the skies And way down under ground Now I’m living here In this dull town With this dull job That I just found Sometimes I’m working nights And even weekends With no extra pay For bank holidays I seem to have lost so much But might have won just the same It’s all in my head As you once said I’m beginning to see the light It dawned on me a starry night I drink my beer in the morning And my coffee in the evening Now baby now I’m beginning to see the light I’ve spent my days looking For a place to fit in And I know that you Spent yours just the same I meet you at the bar And we talk about our day Making plans for our future Dreaming of something else
4.
you were dice on the mirror and light triggered air rifles white socks and black loafers you were shiny brass knuckles you were petty crime and coffee and bizarre chuckles in a haunted house so creepy you were shiny brass knuckles we were aimlessly driving your car smelled vanilla always driving and dreaming milk nutmeg and Kafka fighting bad luck fighting bad luck fighting bad luck with good luck
5.
Minefields 03:16
1 p.m and it's dark piled up on the sidewalks lay the remnants from yesterday's fun a laughter that died before it began muffled by the facade ghosts are in awe give standing applause 6 a.m a little walk goodbye at the bus stop distress rocket's off into space don't let your eyes off your suitcase like confetti falls to the ground you're homeward bound reception's down but no one can ever know not even you can get that close so small so protected minefields around paper walls Sunday afternoon day of misfortune fangs awaiting the dark to devour and to tear apart in a moment of clarity you burn in purgatory as real as on TV but no one can ever know not even you can get that close so small so protected minefields around paper walls
6.
Lucky Charms 04:46
It was all about Magic & mystique Stellar constellations Blue moons & energies Tormented gargoyles Anticipating good fortunes As to ward off evil Talismans & good luck tokens I heard your black cat Went haywire Nested beneath a ladder & spat hairballs on fire And at the break of dawn A ladybug lay, flipped by the window In a dead silent sway Hold on to your lucky charms Crescent moon Sparkling spider web A spider nestled in your birthday cake To hatch in its deathbed You were amazed your doodle Was perfect circle But it really was A beheaded beetle
7.
I went to the gallows I held my head up high I went down there to prove to myself that I wasn't afraid to die I skipped my last meal what drink is on the menu? what ever you like it's your night tonight but there wasn't much to choose the beer was stale & so was the air people gathered up everywhere & I tried to blend in & look casual just like I didn't care, but I did and now the bells chimed it was my turn to bathe in the lime light on shaky legs I climbed up the stairs from deep inside I cried I complied with the hangman he put my head in the noose I looked out on the people & it broke my heart to see them so amused as I fell through the floor of their old contraption the crowd gasped as the rope snapped & I landed on my back I went to the gallows I held my head up high I went down there to prove to myself that I wasn't afraid to die I went to the gallows I tried to stand up tall as I came to man was I surprised That it wasn't my time after all
8.
Troubled spirits Fatigued and broken Like ferrous to magnets To two for one restaurants Bumblebee-badge gang jackets We saw no omens Among artists and poets The siren-song beckoned For the greatest summer Waiting was a torture Oh, that long awful winter I swear it would have lasted forever Autumn chills Smokey cold breaths We like our dreams were Yet to be broken and Gloom and despair were Looming over us All these memories are accompanied By an apple cheeks fanfare
9.
Ruins 03:07
Twisted streets Warped in time Like ghosts we’re back And we're out of our minds We’re running down the same old streets More souvenir shops and more graffiti Pretending not To be heart broken Chasing something That already happened We’re bouncing off old ruins Fired off Like cannonballs We were bouncing off The city walls We lost our Memories In the city parks Bars and allies City lights like stars They beckoned We were chasing any kind Of action We’re bouncing off old ruins We’re bouncing off old ruins
10.
Some say a picture Can take your soul away She lived by the cemetery and at my visits she show me the way Through conjure dust and ashes Between ghostlike tombstones Every nook and cranny Between her home and the unknown The flashlight flickered My memory lingers We were only children We were just kids The flash light flickered and my memory lingers We were only children We were just kids

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released May 31, 2014

All songs written and produced by Henrik Svedlund.
All Vocals, Guitars and Bass by Henrik Svedlund.
All Drums by Ketcho. Arrangements for songs 1. 3. 4. 5. 6. 8. 9.
made by Henrik and Ketcho.

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Chimneyheart Berlin, Germany

Henrik Svedlund is a Swedish artist/ musician based in Berlin.

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