Honey

(a song inspired by St. Vincent - "Cruel")

you caught me starring into screens again
in a room of friends you’re my only friend
it might sound strange, but I feel nothing for them

 

the colorful can be chameleonized
the kind and graceful should be analyzed
my busy mouth’s just spitting empty phrases
it might sound strange, but I believe in changes after all

 

honey, I know
but please forgive the kids
for they don’t know how to live

 

you caught me starring into clouds again
in a room of foes he was my only friend
I’d rather vanish than to die a hero
it might sound strange, but that’s what I’m afraid of

 

honey, I know
but please forgive the kids
for they don’t know how to live

honey, I know

but please forgive me, kids

for I don’t know how to live

 

Politricks

‘round your neck hung a crucifix
when you gave in to those politricks

followed them cause you liked the sound

bought their t-shirts and sang along

 

«cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
the so-called saffron, saffron, saffron

sucked into a psalm, a psalm
it’s what you long for»

 

then you prayed not to pray again

as the fog started thickening
sell out souls, lights flickering
‘wake at night as they’re whispering

 

«cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
the so-called saffron, saffron, saffron

bow down to your psalm
the psalm of million voices!»

 

«cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
you are traveling alone, alone, alone

sucked into a storm»

 

storm
been living on bottled wine for days

I’ve gotten accustomed to these waves

and now I have taken to the stage

leave me here ‘till the levees break

 

«cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
the so-called saffron, saffron, saffron

bow down to your psalm, your psalm

it’s what you long for»

 

«cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
you are traveling alone, alone, alone

sucked into a psalm, a psalm
of million voices»

 

«cyclone, cyclone, cyclone
you are traveling alone, alone, alone

sucked into a storm»

 

you were never that into it
off your neck goes the crucifix

 

Pockets Full Of Holes

this is the peak of our youth
this is the peak of happiness
this is the time of night when Pan takes out his fairy dust

while I’ve got my pockets full of holes

sharing my money with the floor

these are the things you adore

these are the things you hate

 

all of these labyrinths you built

keeping the monsters out of sight

am I straying too close to the sun?

oh father, am I, am I?

cause I’ve got my pockets full of holes

sharing my everything with the floor

these are the things you hate about me

these are the things you adore

 

will I die inside before I die?
will I die inside before I die for real?

 

home where I used to belong
we lifted hands up to the sky
singing those spooky worship songs

they made you cry, they made you cry

but I’ve got my pockets full of holes
I’ve shared my everything with the floor
this is when Peter Pan is left behind motherless

 

will I die inside before I die?

 

Thrasymachus

I tend to long to live another life
just the thought of the taste of other lips than yours

I should go to feast with a snake-like appetite

‘cause nothing is for anything anymore anyway

 

I tend to long to live another life
even though I know it's silver for the crow

fairness only, only for the strongest of us

nothing is for anything anymore anyway

 

it is dark outside, it's dark in me
I got oil floating around my feet
it may look like gold, may look like ours

but I don’t care I don’t mind

I’m fine in someone else’s life

 

it is dark outside, it's dark in me

even though I got oil to my knees

even though this is silver for crow

I don’t care, I don’t mind anymore

 

I tend to long to live another life
you tend to learn to live with your memory
you brought branches high up to the canopy
I realize that nothing was for something anyway

 

For The Country

(a song inspired by Silver Mt. Zion - "American Motor Over Smoldered Field")

bullets in the bellies of our babies

careless cash on useless machines

a military youngster kissed his lady

«good bye, my love, good bye»

 

«good bye, my love, good bye

I will never see you again
the terrorist will hunt me down

the terrorist will kill your man

see you in heaven, my love

 

I don’t know why, but I have to

fire my gun at their hearts
I’m not sure why, but they told me

it is for the country

I guess it’s for the country»

 

Aleksander

upon my golden postcard mountain
I couldn’t make it to your funeral
you didn’t care if your days were wasted

leaving your body and those days to waste

 

inside my shiny postcard snow globe

I fell in love with every falling flake
I didn’t care for the days we wasted

a blissful blinding of the summer dust

 

Aleksander, I feel sorry ‘bout my fallacy

but you taught me all about serenity

and for a moment there
it felt like God filled every hole in me

like I felt free

Aleksander, are you free now?

 

Montreal

(savior, savior on the wall)
in a family portrait of mine
pale reflection of the years left behind
down in Graceland how sweet is the sound?

swear I could swear, but I’m the god fearing kind

 

oh God
thought I found myself in Montreal

house to houses, cathedrals and bars oh God 

house to houses, cathedrals and bars oh God 

I thought I found myself

 

(savior, savior on the wall)
there’s no difference from man to divine
I’ve been found, now I’m lost and I’m blind
to reflections of years left behind
curse that I’m cursed, but I’m the god fearing kind

 

oh God
thought I found myself in Montreal

house to houses, cathedrals and bars oh God
thought I found myself in Montreal
I thought I found myself

 

Qualia

you said «save the trees!
they are what we breathe»
for a moment there
there was nothing in your mind as clear

 

late night cries
as my hunger strikes

as I feel alone
I do things I never should have done

 

she would never even bother
caught up in a consequential model

how can I stand by your side after this?

 

for the first time I am drunk as hell

please forget the words I say

 

I am dying in your daylight

dying when it feels right

I’m lying like a fool

I am dying in your daylight

even though it feels right

I’m lying like a fool

 

you never even bother
caught up in that consequential model

how can I stay by your side after this?

 

for the first time I am drunk as hell

please forget the words I say

forget the words I say

 

Envelope

in an envelope
I send you my thoughts

we must say good bye

I just don’t know why

 

went easy on the government

beautiful, ridiculous
never told you what I meant
I stood silent

 

so broken when it’s bullet proof

promises I held as true

make-believes that made me sing 

just ain’t happening

 

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Einar Stray Orchestra

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