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Blue Thing
02:42
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Crash into me like a planet
Relieve me of my guard
See the moon pregnant with the seed of my loneliness
And it feels just like dying
If you realize it too
What you know falls apart
And your predictions come true
And if there's far left to go
I'd like if someone let me know
Whatever reason there is to leave me here
My body folds like a halo
Around my restless revolt
It's been hard playing with my secret eye dilated
My head opens like the lotus
I'm growing weaker everyday
The sun will rise on my bloom
Withered and strange
And come and push the last air outta my lungs
It feels great to swallow light while I drown
Things have changed, all the while I stayed the same
I was made to know and hear and see and keep it
Fight and cage and kill and leave it
Living with myself
It's been hard
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Tenancy Years
04:07
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To the whisper of the fan
He died one night in 2017
His father brought home the news
Found him passed and, oh god, what a feeling
And I was so very young
I didn't know what death means or how you move on
But I hung out with the boys
We talked and played games until the sun rose
I just wish I could hear him breathe
Through all the trouble that my life keeps throwing
And I keep writing these songs
In the hope that they will someday take us home
Years later I raise my flag
I say this is my space and I'm moving in fast
This broken form of a man
Coming all the way from a foreign land
And it's clear that I just don't fit
I make the same jokes that I always did
People come and go
It's so hard to keep track of all the people you love
So excessive my need to give
To keep forcing their eyes open
So they can't say I never felt
So they can't say I ran or never bled
And I picture him learning to read
To learn to speak and be kind to his brothers
In a world that won't amend
Why did it all come together to take away my friend
I remember the first day of june
We ravaged this town like we always do
We fell asleep by the steep of a hill
We said we wanted to love and wanted only love too
I'm so grateful for this life
I get to spend with the people that matter
And since I never said farewell
I hope one day I get to see you again
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O Du Skaper
03:34
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I was knocked out in passion
The day that you came along
You have been so kind to share this life
What do I have left but gratitude?
What do I have left but gratitude?
In the end I'm nothing but the things you do
I heard my name in the backyard
Years after it ceased to spring
In the growing pool where my father once stood
What do I have left but gratitude?
What do I have left but gratitude?
In the end I'm nothing but the things I do
So I drew blood from my kindness
And I waited for you to appear
And then sometimes you do and sometimes you don't
Why do I fuck up without you?
Why do I fuck up without you?
I'm looking so helpless doing the things I do
And I wandered off for a moment
And the world came raining down
There goes the song that proved it all wrong
Whatever I have left to lose
Whatever I have left to lose
I'll lose it doing the things I need to do
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Sing my beautiful friend
For the part you'll never play again
What are you crying for?
There was a clown on the moon
He ain't there no more
There's a quiet in the night like the paint he wore
Make the most of your life
Your head and your hands carry you fine
And the whole world goes behind
The unkind, the blue, all of me too
I give all that I have, all I know too
Allright, there it goes
Moving on
And so I learned that blue bird's name
It goes without saying they're all the same
Like the pretty and crazed
Come mother of all children astray
Come patient love without reason or shape
Now steady they might hear us die
It is hard not to laugh, it is hard not to smile
I escaped in a flash of lies
I swept by extinction, I survived through my trials
Your hands in my pockets, tomorrow aside
Allright, there it goes
Moving on
And they play from the garden your favorite song
And it all goes to show that your fears turned out wrong
From the sorrow and rage in the town you come from
Midway somewhere here it was time to move on
Allright, there it goes
Moving on
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Tom Vigebo Oslo, Norway
Tom Vigebo is a musician based in Oslo, Norway. He wrote and produced his first album "The Other August" which was released in January 2016.
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