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Phantom Punch (02/06/2007)
02/06/2007
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I called you because I love you so
It's reason enough it doesn't show
Surely I could ask about things you have done
Who am I to question you? Oh, no
All I wanna hear is everything, alright
Cause I left my mind in the airport
My thoughts in a taxi
My heart in reception
The last thing I saw was you

I called you because we've grown apart
This may seems absurd but I'm in the dark
And somewhere at the end of all the air out there
Is the one original? Oh, well
Now this compensate masonic substitute

Cause I left my mind in the airport,
My thoughts in a taxi,
My heart in reception,
The last thing I saw was you

I will always call it's all that I can do

Cause I left my mind in the airport, my thoughts in a taxi, my heart in reception, the last thing I saw was you

. . .


Now they're calling for the second time today
Asking for to borrow those two tapes again
Is it really worth the struggle of covering up?
On the brink and learning how to live with it
Got experience from method toting deep within
And they say it's so inflammable
Am I caught in a trap with all the remains of a letdown?
All the remains of a letdown

Speak out if you got it
Watch out if you run
Since I heard someone died at a screening downtown of a tape

Now they're running round drawing circles and
Living up to everything you think of them
Such a senseless slender guy and his greater half

On a mission for the local government
Looking for a tape that's gonna pay the rent
And they say it's so inflammable
The cats will whine the dogs will itch
So bury the beat and forget them
Raise the remains of a letdown

Speak out if you got it
Watch out if you run
Since I heard someone cried at a screening
Downtown of a tape
Of a tape
Ok

Now it's coming out the story we all knew
In equal parts all that you did and that you didn't do
Was it really worth the struggle of covering up?

Leave it playing till it spells the ending back
Is this what happens if you suffer like a cardiac?
Will you beg to be excused for always dumbing down
Or wrenching up
Now all that's left is a letdown
The view in reverse of a letdown

Speak up if you got it
Watch out if you run
Since I heard someone died at a screening
Downtown of a tape, of a tape

. . .


Last stop
Montauk
Try to get
Back on track
No vacation
Don't give up
Just don't look back
If you're looking for an answer, dig in
I have said too much already
I cannot win
This could go on for forever on end
Theres nowhere to turn
Nowhere to begin this isn't a joke it's merely a sin

There is no way to say it all
Play it again and say it all
I said a little
The rest is a riddle
Our night's too short to say it all
Play it again and say it all
You know the punch line
It's all in the punchline

Pale wind blowing
Cutting right
To the core
You're so patient
When the wreck washed ashore
If you ever need forgiveness, I give
I have done so many incomprehensible things
This could go on for forever on end
Theres nowhere to run
Nowhere to escape
Don't tell me you knew until we awake

There is no way to say it all
Play it again and say it all
I said a little
The rest is a riddle

Our night's too short to say it all
Play it again and say it all
Do you know the punchline?
It's all in the punchline

Now and again we can leave it all behind
Now and again we can leave it all behind

There is no way to say it all
Play it again and say it all
I said a little
The rest is a riddle
Our night's too short to play it all
Say it again and play it all
You know the punchline
It's all in the punchline

I said a little
The rest is a riddle
You know the punchline
It's all in the punchline

I said a little the rest is a riddle
you know the punchline, it's all in the punchline

. . .


Honestly isn't it enough?
Everytime you cross the red line
My tracks go tangling
Anyway where did you become
Such a sneaky perpetrator
Strangely rebellious

You don't want to feel the phantom punch
Isn't it already far too much?

Anyway can you not recall
Feeling every generous trust
As I was petrified
Honestly get it off your chest
Each and every sonnet you sing
Makes me want to scream and stuff

You don't want to feel the phantom punch
Isn't it already far too much?
Isn't there always something
Shaking the ground breaking things
If it's all the same to you
I'd rather just...

. . .


Here's a man, his own tragic mirror
capable of such crimes he is scared
to look at himself too long at a time.
Here's a man, his own wrapped up worry
thinking he will do wrong very shortly.
The answer remains locked up in his head.

And charity plays a game with your head
it gets to you now, it gets to you now
and charity plays away with your head
it gets to you now, it gets to you now.
Somehow you've got to smarten up
and act like nothing's ever gonna break you
break you, break your mirror in two.

Here's a man aware of his defects
such a sensitive soul such a rebel
capable of detecting his flaws.
Here's a man self righteous, self pitying
nursing losses and pain and inflicting guilt
that should keep them busy for days.

And charity plays a game with your head
it gets to you now, it gets to you now
and vanity takes your dog for a walk
it gets to you now, it gets to you now.
Somehow youve got to smarten up
and act like nothing's ever gonna
break you, break you, break your mirror in two.

Here's a man really worth the attention
so mature but so dumb.
In broad daylight the answer remains locked up in his head
it's blowing around somewhere in his head.

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Tell me that the casual panics will give in.
When I hear a scream all my friends just hear the wind.
So, if anybody could prove what god must know,
I'd tell myself the chances of suffering are slim.

Mum said, "All men must fall,"
You can't quit just to stay on your feet.
One day you'll see the blood on the floor.

So will you sweep? Will you be swept?
It's just so hard to believe there's a way out of here!

FACE THE BLOOD AGAIN!
FACE THE BLOOD AGAIN AND AGAIN!
FACE THE BLOOD AGAIN!
FACE THE BLOOD, AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN!

I didn't ever think I'd be sleeping with the sharks,
But everybody said I'd be perfect for that part.
So, if anybody remembers my old name,
Tell everybody that I will always be the same.

My mother spoke the truth,
She outlived all the men in the street.
Knee-high in all the blood on the floor...

It's down to this: Sink or resist;
It's getting hard to believe there's a way out of here!

FACE THE BLOOD AGAIN!
FACE THE BLOOD AGAIN AND AGAIN!
FACE THE BLOOD AGAIN!
FACE THE BLOOD, AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN!

. . .


Do you have enough to fill a page?
Is there something I should read,
Amplifiers broke the news today,
I was whispering the details

When the world came in
I've seen it before
wearing shimmering clothes
Is the world worth it's spending?
Is that world worth one defending it?

How should I know?
When the phone attacks with numbers I dont trust

(Chorus)
John, Let me go!
I can't conjugate myself
If investigation fails
I'm on my own (my head will roll)

When the coward sits alone again
When you've spent your feathers up(up)
Making sense is made impossible
Making you detect my aim - uh?

When I'm answering
I've seen this before
You are changing things
In a would full of sorrow
Only fools with narrow minds can join

How could I know?
The calls I make've number I dont trust

(Chorus)

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No you don't, not while I'm around
Don't you think it's about that time
You let the little things fall away?
Baby, can I call you back?
Say it won't hurt till you get out
Then you'll be serenading doubt
If ever you can reclaim what you lost
Baby can I call you back?

When I see you baby it's well well well
When I see you baby it's a-okay
When I see you baby it's well well well
Never forget

Same excuse every other time
So don't assume you can draw the line
If only knowing the truth was good enough
Baby can I call you back?

When I see you baby it's well well well
When I see you baby it's a-okay
When I see you baby it's well well well
Never forget

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I like you too much
After too little time
I hold back my heart's crazy rambling
The fear that I should overwhelm your smile
Frightens the spiders inside me

Oh this could be magic
After all, after all

You daren't define which has happened to us
Well, I've had a name for it for some time
You try to find what it is that you feel
I long to tell you so truly

Oh this could be trouble
After all, after all

And I say is it a dream like it was back then
Is it a dream like it was back in the stars
Could I be so wrong? Could I be so wrong?

Chew every word to prevent what I know
From slipping right out of my fingers
Out of control, I don't know where to go
‘Cause you were my map when I found you

Oh this could get lonely
After all, after all

And I say is it a dream like it was back then
Is it a dream like it was back in the stars
Could I be so wrong? Could I be so wrong?

No one can say all the things that they feel
Without the risk of a failure
So keep in my cards close to my heart
All of you I loved from a distance

Oh this should be magic
After all, after all

. . .


All the girls that I know suddenly seem so-so
Suddenly no one quite can compare to her
Why? She's fantastic
I do not know what to do
What is a guy to contribute?

All the girls my own age have me turning the page
They're so eager to try
She don't do nothing
Why? She's fantastic
I do not know what to do
What is a guy to contribute?

Just like in that old movie about Carlotta's spell
I feel obsessed like Scottie felt
minus the drama and the fraud
I hope I got to get into her way
Out of my way

All the girls in this room sure look pretty and groomed
but I must let you down
She's ahead of you
How? She's fantastic
I do not know what to do
Honestly, what can I contribute?

Just like in that old movie about Rebecca's spell
I feel like Max never felt
minus the drama and the fraud
I hope I got to get into her way
Out of my way

Late at night when I dream about girls that I've seen
very few reach beyond my eyes after I'm gone

No one makes me so weak
and appears so unique
In a cluster of freak
she is all that I seek

No one makes me confused
and so certain I'd lose
I'm battered and bruised
I'm disheveled but true

Everything is a blur
Everything is a blur
None of this would occur
if it wasn't for her
She's fantastic
I do not know what to do
Honestly, what can I contribute?

. . .


Looking for something to pass on through
Searching for something to say to you
Even though everything has been said
Somehow there's still something left to add

And while the satellite's asleep
Somewhere it's midnight out there
And while I'm barking at the moon
You sing your heart out to a tune
Hoping you'll never grow old
Hoping you'll never grow old

I know it may take some time
To get this day off your mind

Sifting through all the remaining files
Counting down all the remaining miles
Drifting off into a different night
Paralyzed by all the warning lights

Waking the patient satellites
Sleepy benevolent eyes
Heavily drunk on distant love
They never once misplaced a call
I hope they never grow old

I know it may take some time
To get this day off your mind
I know it may take some time
To get this day off your mind

Happy Birthday girl ,I miss you
Happy Birthday girl, I miss you
Happy Birthday girl, I miss you
Happy Birthday girl, I miss you

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