fra ep-en Dry Wood (2011)
Don’t go down the road again
if youre not free
don’t make me choose your sliding lane
if you don’t know where you will be
Im just here to clean some stains
to heal some bones
of a broken dream
Gold glimmering nights
calling the last night hotel
turning off the headlights
whats your best room rate – well
Im just here to clean some stains
to heal some bones
of a broken dream
Im just here to seal the pain
to heal some bones
of a broken dream
if you ever come back for a glance
to our buried Gold Beach land
the salmon you caught by your hand
we´re standing by the the Kissing Rock
you´re asking what happened to us
its not easy to understand
but it feels like home
but it feels like home
it feels like home – to me
don’t go down that road again
if youre not free
don’t make me choose your sliding lane
if you don’t know where you will be
Im here to clean some stains
to heal some bones
of a broken dream
but it feels like home
feels like home
it feels like home
to me
Mette Kirkegaard/Brio 2010 c.
mettekirkegaard.com 