Homecoming Lyrics
Life Begins
Another Lars riff starts this kind of awkward Cloudland tune. Took a while to embrace it. Exactly like a demanding teenager. But now a live favorite within the band. A salute to the untamable teenage energy. Learning by doing.
Watching her moving with a newfound grace
Acting like a woman but not quite in that place
Time is ticking. They think she´s still a kid
The whole world is waiting up ahead
Time to begin
Another…. Life !
Watching her thought full
I wonder where her thoughts might be
The secrets that she´s keeping safely out of reach
Time is ticking. They think she´s still a kid
The whole world is waiting up ahead
Time to begin
Another…. Life !
She is one of a kind. She`ll never walk a straight line
It´s a long a winding road but she will find a way
She will find her own way
Wake the Wolf
Rock and roll with a kinky twist. About constantly being in a kind of emotional no man’s land. Reason is highly over rated. Follow your instincts. Wake the wolf
Too nice to be rude too fucked up to be good
Too lost to be found too good a swimmer to drown
Where does that leave you baby ?
Where does that leave you baby ?
Wake the wolf, wake the snake
Too tame to ignite still too exposed to hide
Too controlled to unlock STILL you keep fuckin´up
Where does that leave you baby ?
Where does that leave you baby ?
Wake the wolf, wake the snake
Let Go
About letting go of the thousand loud voices inside your head and searching for the whisper of intuition. An old friend who is always there but often we are too busy to really pay attention and then life becomes a “hanging tree on a three lane highway”.
In shadow land the sickness takes command
It´s voices make you bleed like weapons from a past – you no longer need
Life´s a hanging tree on a three lane highway
Cut the rope set my spirit free
Hanging from a noose a thousand miles of walking in someone else´s shoes
Leave behind the steering wheel. The Guiding Stars on my journey. Their presence I begin to feel
Life´s a hanging tree on a three lane highway
Cut the rope set my spirit free
I wish, I could, fly away. I know, that I, gotta stay
So teach me, teach me to see the gifts, all the gifts
And teach me, to let go of all the shit
Come on let it, Come on let it
Come on let it go
Little Man
Groovy Cloudland. The rhythm section at their best. Another riff from Lars is firmly and delicately carried all the way by Jakob´s swaying bass lines and Morten´s solid rock beat.
Ain´t no peace in the outside world
Got to get back – back inside
Too many tears in the outside world
Got to get back – back inside
Ain´t no peace in the outside world
Got to get back – back inside
Got to be still to listen – are you listening ?
Little man – the world is big and you´re just a
Little man – the world is big and you´re just a
Little man, little man
Your codependent nature´s always circling around the moon
Better start to listen to the tune
Listen to the sound of your own tune
Please Forgive
Took about 10 minutes to write. Took about 10 weeks before the band was happy with it. Thea Zeuthen´s angelic voice gives the song a twist of magic.
Sometimes I can be, so insensitive
A cold stream runs through every cell
I hurt the ones I love
I hurt the ones I love
And I hurt myself
Please forgive, Please forgive me for hurting you
With my darkness
Sick in the head
Sick in the mouth
Spitting out words of blame
Sick of the emptiness
Sick of the coldness
Somewhere deep inside lives a better person
Please forgive, Please forgive me for hurting you
With my darkness
Angels in Caves
When the two guitar players from Cloudland were in their teens, both had an intense affection for the Scottish band Big Country with front man Stuart Adamson. This song is a tribute to Stuart. The writing of the intro took its toll on both Karsten and Lars but both were pleased in the end. And remained friends.
When just a young man a sound and a voice full of mysteries
Rang in my ears
Waking me
Lighting a candle in the dark confusion of a young man´s fears
Lifting me up with the eagle high above the mountain sides and dirty city walls
YOU – took my hand
When I was lost at sea scared of the waves
YOU – opened my ears
Drums and guitars were remedies
For angels in caves
Across land and sea your voice set free
Angels in caves
Seasons have come
Seasons have gone
Time slips through your fingers like sand
But I can still see the sun in wintertime
I still smell the rose in this Cloudland
Lifting me up with the eagle high above the mountain sides and dirty city walls
YOU – took my hand
When I was lost at sea scared of the waves
YOU – opened my ears
Drums and guitars were remedies
For angels in caves
Across land and sea your voice set free
Angels in caves
My Parade
Another live favorite within the band. Especially with its massive, loud ending. “Stab the rain king”. The inner voice which is always ready to “piss on your parade”. Even on the sunniest of days.
Break, break a heart
If it sets you free. If it helps you breathe
Loose, loose control
It´s in the hands of something bigger man
Hate, if you have to hate
To feel strong. To keep moving on
I´m gonna stab the rain king. I`ve already sharpened my blade
Don`t you piss on my parade
It´s my parade. It´s my parade
Steal, if you have to steal
To survive, to get by
Kill, if you have to kill
So you may bloom, forever stay in tune
You better shout. If you want it out
Make it loud. Wake the dizzy crowd
I´m gonna stab the rain king. Victoriously rising from his shade
Don`t you piss on my parade
I´m gonna stab the rain king. I´ve already sharpened my blade
Don´t you piss on my paradeIt´s my parade. It´s my parade
New Song
Every day is new. And every moment you have the power to choose your focus. The ancient fight between good and evil, between life or death is very real. It is happening in our heads all the time. Sing a new song !
Everyday has a thousand doorways
You choose the one you wanna open
One has a colour full sky
One is grey, grey and broken
Everyday has a million windows
You decide, you decide the view
A crystal clear winter´s morning
Or the dirt, the dirt attached to your shoe
You, you´ve been in the dark so long
That you forget angels are all around
Lift your eyes up from the ground
Sing a new song
Everyday has a thousand roads
No matter what they say, there is no right one
You may choose the rocky road
Or the highway – the highway to the sun
Everyday has a million voices
Some drag you down, some get you through
Some are old, some are new
Some may change you, as they change your points of view
You, you´ve been in the dark so long
That you forget angels are all around
Lift your eyes up from the ground
Sing a new song
Baggage
About the emotional baggage we drag around and pass on to our loved ones as we “learn the code of survival” in the family. Heavy stuff. Enough said. Play it loud !
Born into a world of darkness invisible to the human eye
The walls go up as the sun goes down on another face in the crowd
Like a ghost against wall paper I´m about to disappear
Into silence I retreat like a broken souvenir
Baggage
Baggage
So you learn the code of survival
You learn how to take the blame
On the surface it may look so nice and clean
Just like pictures in a frame
And now I´m passing on all that I can´t put to sleep
In the eyes of innocence I recognize the creep
Baggage
Baggage
Homecoming
A prayer. About hopes and doubts and the longing to be free. To be at peace. To come home to being yourself. Sounds so simple.
Take me in your arms
Keep me safe from harm
Kiss me sing me a lullaby
Hold me when the frost gets in my eyes
Can you give me shelter from the storm ?
And warm me until winter it has gone away ?
Lead me all the way back home
Lead me all the way back home
Lead me all the way back home
See me when I can´t see at all
Catch me whenever I may fall
Are you gonna find me when I´m lost and all alone ?
Are you gonna break me when my heart has turned to stone again ?
Lead me all the way back home
Lead me all the way back home
Lead me all the way back home
Homecoming
Homecoming
Homecoming