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Words by: Magne Furuholmen
Music by: Magne Furuholmen, Martin Terefe
Celice
It's in the way you hurt me
Celice
I know that I'm alive
Open up inside
Make me want you
Make me want to
Wrap yourself around me
Hold me tighter
Hold me tight as you can
Celice
It's in the way you hurt me
Celice
You sharpen all my sense
I know you're on my side
Celice
It's on the way you teach me
Celice
To chase the thoughts away
You opened up my eyes
Made me want you
Made me want to
You know it feels so nice
Hold me tight now
Hold me tight as can be
Celice
It's in the way you hurt me
Celice
I know that I'm alive
Celice
You sharpen all my sense
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Words and music by Magne Furuholmen
You offer your assistance
But you won't accept my help
You draw your own conclusions
And there's room for little else
Your own participation's
Based on how much you can lose
I cannot help but feel
That this won't be of any use
Don't offer me your credit
Cuz I do not want the blame
Don't do me any favors
I don't wanna play that game
I do not want to see myself
As someone that you saved
I'd rather be your adversary
Than to be your slave
Cuz every friendly gesture
Turns my stomach inside out
Don't do me any favors
I am better off without
Don't offer me your credit
Cuz I do not want the blame
Don't do me any favors
I don't want to know your name
But it's alright
Yes it's alright
Yes its alright
Yes its alright
Yes it's alright
Don't offer me your credit
Cuz I do not want the blame
Don't do me any favors
I don't want to know your name
Don't do me any favors
Don't do me any favors
Don't do me any favors
Coz it's alright
Yes, it's alright etc
Ooh-don't give me any credit
Cuz I do not want the blame
Don't do me any favours
I don't want to see your face
But it's alright
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Words and music by Magne Furuholmen
Take a moment if you dare
Catch yourself a breath of air
There's another life out there
And you should try it
Dead ends hide on every street
Look before you place your feet
Cracks and fissures keep the beat
And you're inside it
Every thought you never dared to think
Every mood you always knew would sink
Every line you spoke out loud in a jest
All the time you took to be your best
Soon forgotten
The sun must never touch your skin
It could expose the dark within
You're paranoid about the paranoia
And panic hits without a sign
You worry about it all the time
Every perfect moment is a hidden warning
Cuz everything makes your pretty head spin
And nagging thoughts are starting to sink in
With everything this way it's better to forget
Than end up in a place with something to regret
Your transatlantic shopping spree
Your health forever guarantees
Organic -bio-life's a breeze in cosy prisons
But hiding out in a salad bar
Isn't gonna get you far
and bottled wine is vinegar tomorrow
Everything around here makes your pretty head spin
Its piling up high and you're back where you begin
Moments you have tried so hard to forget
Are promising to 've been the best one's yet
Everytime you shut your eyes it appears
Everytime you trace your steps back here
None of your convictions have the same old ring
No doubt you found a place for everything
In cosy prisons
So if you're careful
You won't get hurt
But if your careful all the time
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Words by Paul Waaktaar-Savoy and Martin Sandberg
Music by Paul Waaktaar-Savoy, Max Martin and Magne Furuholmen
Come back, my darling one
I'm calling on you
The road ahead is long
And I must warn you
I wonder
Where did she go?
If I failed you
I tell you right now
All I want you to know; I love you
All I need is the time to show you
Come back, my fallen son
Don't let them fool you
Cos when the day is done
They’ll never move you
Lay down your senseless pride
(Got more than you)
Put out your mournful tones
I tell you right now
All I want you to know; I love you
All I need is the time to show you how I feel
Feel
(Lay down your senseless pride
You travelled once too often, yeah)
I tell you right now
All I want you to know; I love you
All I need is the time to show you how I feel
All I want you to know I love you
All I need is the time to show you how I feel
(Come back, my analogue
I hardly knew ya
the high end sloping off
a thing of beauty
take hold, my little ones
my minor key sonatas
show forth your looping grace
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Words by Magne Furuholmen
Music by Magne Furuholmen and Martin Terefe
You don't wanna hang around
Said you were leaving town for the summer
At least till sundown
Cuz time ain't gonna grind you down,
ain't gonna waste your life
chasing rainbows like some clown
But who's gonna come with you tonight
Who's gonna to tell you it's alright?
Everything changes over time
Just like wine
Time ain't gonna hold you up,
Ain't going to make it stop long enough to ease your mind,
Ain't gonna make it last forever
And you...
whatcha gonna do?
Walk it solitary?
So unnecessary
But it's alright
It's your birthright
Hey, hey everything's different down the line
Everything changes over time
Time ain't gonna make it worse
It's gonna make you start feeling better
Just like wine
We're gonna make it last forever
Hey you...
Whatcha gonna do?
Just be ordinary?
So unnecessary
But it's all right
Yes it's alright
It's your birthright
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Words by Morten Harket, Nick Whitecross, Ole Sverre Olsen
Music by Morten Harket
Take your pride
and lift it high
I've come to say goodbye
You've got your live
And I've got mine
Sometimes hard to draw that line
I like to walk
And my way is my own
You taught me how
Don't you know
And there must be
some place to meet
I take off my shoes
I'll walk bare-foot when I do
Standing there in front of you
I want to honest
I want to be true
I like to walk
And my way is my own
You taught me how
Don't you know what we found
Brother maybe
We're on holy ground
Take your pride
and lift it high
I must leave without you
Good advice I grow stronger
Where the mountains rise
Standing there in front of you
I want to honest
I want to be true
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Words and music by Paul Waaktaar-Savoy
Hey, beautiful farm on the top of the hill
Whenever I pass by
I'm thinking I will
Find someone like you
Goodbye avenue
And then I'll be yearning for this too
Over the treetops fly
Birds in the sky
Over the treetops high
High in the sky
Stop calling her restless
She moves in the sun
Gets out of the bed past noon
Closer to one
I follow her mind
I follow her blind
She leaves and I'm two steps behind
Over the treetops fly
Birds in the sky
Over the treetops high
High in the sky
A trip is a fall
To fall is to trip
She changes how she feels
About things, that's okay
It works for me
I think I like it that way
No thing is true
Some thing is false
Address the child as a whole
Over the treetops fly
Birds in the sky
Over the treetops high
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Words and music by Paul Waaktaar-Savoy
Halfway through the tour
We'll be somewhere else tomorrow
Halfway through the tour
We'll be somewhere else tomorrow
And you know
I can't do much more (I can't wish for more)
Than walking out that door
And make for home tomorrow
Halfway through the tour
Halfway through the tour
Houses set back from the road
Halfway through the tour
Across a dry expanse we go
And you know
I can't do much more (I can't wish for more)
Than walking out that door
And make for home tomorrow
Halfway through the door
But when the crowd engage
And takes you to a place
That you now
Everyone can be a part of
Everyone can be a part of it
Halfway through the tour
While there's money to be made
Halfway through the tour
From the public eye we fade
And you know
Across a dry expanse
We're flying by the seat of our pants
We'll be somewhere else tomorrow
Halfway through the tour
I can't do much more
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Words and music by Magne Furuholmen
Take a look and see
What's become of me
Remember how it used to be
People that we'd meet
Were falling at your feet
You didn't eve see it
Time marches on ahead – enough said
There's only one way through it
Time marches on ahead – one day we'll see it
How there's a fine blue line
Running through it
We read each other's books
We gave each other looks
Like we couldn't trust ourselves
And we knew it
So tell me where you've been
And I'll show you were you're going
You can shout, you can scream
Your way through it…
Well time rushes an ahead – enough said
That's just the way we blew it
Time marches on ahead – one day you'll see it;
Love is a fine blue line
Time races on ahead – enough said
That's just the way we blew it
Time marches on ahead – one day you'll see it
Love is the fine blue line
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Words and music by Paul Waaktaar-Savoy
Give it up for rock'n roll
Give it up for rock
Give it up for how it made you feel
Give it up for vinyl days
Kicking back from school
Turning out to make it real sweet
Give it up for rock'nroll
Give it up for bob
Give it up for how it made you see
Give it up for silvertone
Give it up for golden
Adolescent daydreams
Incidental incidents
Instrumental instruments
A plan evolves too grand to entertain
Monumental monuments
Sentimental sentiments
You could've been the keeper of the flame
Incidental incidents
Instrumental instruments
Swallowed by the place from which you came
Monumental monuments
Sentimental sentiments
You should've been the keeper of the flame
Give it up for summer days
Laying in the grass
Everything is happening in your head
You raise your fist up in the air
Clench your teeth and say
Four more years and I'm outa here
Give it up
Give it up
Give it up
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Words and music by Ole Sverre Olsen and Morten Harket
I watch my love she's sleeping
The air around her deepened
Tomorrow she will smile again
Tomorrow she'll get wild again
My love
And the moon
Take your time
Make it soon
I didn't mean to hurt you
It's what I use the words to
Every time we loose our way
Get so many things to say
My love
And the moon
Take your time
Make it soon
I see you and I hear you call
But sometimes when I lost it all
I go out of my mind
To see what I can find
I can find
I watch my love she's sleeping
The air around her deepened
Tomorrow she will smile again
Tomorrow she'll get wild again
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Words and music by Paul Waaktaar-Savoy
There's a big, black picture and it's hanging on the wall.
With stars and all the planets, the milky way and all.
And in the left hand corner, perhaps a small white dwarf,
Ready to explode, implode I really can't recall
But it's out there, and I'm down here.
And so far from it all
Everything's expanding in a constant state of change.
Everything's demanding in a constant state of pain.
You radiate away. Your last remaining heat
Your atmosphere has blown away when you admit defeat
But its out there (pal – don't know where we are)
And I'm down here (pal – don't know why we are)
And so far from it all
Your time, your grace, your story in place, your life-span erased
There's a big, black picture and its hanging off your wall
The stars and all the planets, the milky way and all
And in the left hand corner, perhaps a small white dwarf,
Ready to explode, implode I really can't recall.
But its out there (pal – don't know where we are)
And I'm down here (pal-don't know why we are)
And so far from it all.
But I'm out here (pal – don't know where we are)
Down here (pal – don't know why we are)
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Words and music by Magne Furuholmen
There's nothing you can say
To make me change my mind
It happens all the time
Just let the plot unwind
As we look back and see
Our yesterdays entwine
The beauty and the truth
The summers of our youth
And you can go there anytime
The movies on your mind
And you can see it clearly
Where we overstepped the line
What are you gonna do when lights go out
What are you gonna think it's all about
What are you gonna do when time is up
What are you gonna do to make it change the way you feel?
Our life's a precious gift
You've felt it once or twice
How everything comes once
But once a million times
But you can find it anywhere
You know I speak the truth
I wish there was a way back to
The summers of our youth
What are you gonna do when time is up
What are you gonna do to make it stop
What are you gonna do when lights go out
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