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If I Had A Heart
Dry And Dusty
Triangle Walks
Now’s The Only Time I Know
Keep The Streets Empty For Me
Coconut
This will never end cause I want more
More give me more give me more
Never leave me
Walk close beside me
Your hand my hand
Fits so easy
An apple and a berry plant
Comes with a house
On the grass
Who is that
To come by my house
Dark brown hair and eyelash
Reappear in a lash
Now’s the only time I know
Memory comes when memory’s old
I am never the irst to know
Following the stream up north
Where do people like us loat
He came back one day and
Told me stories that I now dream of
If I had a heart I could love you
If I had a voice I would sing
After the night when I wake up
I’ll se what tomorrow brings
Oh oh oh oh
Early morning’s greatest deed
What’s forsaken I do not need
There is water there is snow
No tomorrow
Let us stop here
We did some great things
Didn’t we
Stands outside my window
Sucking on the berries and
eats us out of house and home
Keeping us awake
Keeping us awake
There is room in my lap
For bruises, asses, handclaps
I will never disappear
Forever I’ll be here
Open atmosphere
Take me anywhere take me there
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
If I had a voice I would sing
Settling down door and room
Keep it tidy keep it like a home
Now’s the only time I know
Oh oh oh oh
Dry and dusty
I am a capsule of energy
You speak softly
We are capsules of energy
Whispering
Morning keep the streets empty for me
We have water mouth
Sand in pockets and a strained household
Dangling feet from window frame
Will they ever ever reach the loor
More give me more give me more
Can I come over I need to rest
Lay down for a while
Disconnect
The night was so long
The day even longer
Lay down for a while
Recollect
Come here sparrow
Watch my hand
Black and blue seeds
That is what my hand can
Now’s the only time I know
I learned to not eat the snow
My fur is hot my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think about to change myself
Oh oh oh oh
Cushion illed with all I found
Underneath and inside just to come around
More give me more give me more
Work as I’ve been told
In return I get money
Small feet in the hall
And I long for every moment
When the night falls
There is ire in the bungalow
Do my hair paint eyelash
Reappear in a lash
There is more I’d like to know
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There’s no room for innocence
Take me home before the storm
Velvet Mites will keep us warm
Lay back with a big cigar
Lay back we are where we are
Lay back with a big cigar
Lay back this is where we are
When I Grow Up
Five AM
Out again
Triangle walks
Magpies I throw sticks at them
They laugh behind my back
Seven
When I grow up
I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That’s what I’ll do
Throwing out a boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me
I’ve got a friend who I’ve known since I was seven
We use to talk on the phone, if we have time, if it’s the right time
Nine ifteen then I’m done
Quiet front seat then drive around
Through the water through the snow
Whispering
Morning keep the streets empty for me
Accompany me by the kitchen sink
We talk about love, we talk about dishwasher tablets, illness
and we dream about heaven
Getting a feeling
Maybe I will dream again
Having that feeling
When there’s no one awake
No no one awake
I’m Not Done
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born
When I grow up
I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That’s what I’ll have
Staring at a seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me
I know it, I think I know it from a hymn
They’ve said so, it doesn’t need more explanation
A box to open up with light and sound
Making you cold
Very cold
So, I lost my head a while ago
But you seem to have done no better
Concrete Walls
We set ire in the snow
It ain’t over I’m not done
Music by Fever Ray. Lyrics by Fever Ray, except track 9, lyrics by Fever Ray and Cecilia Nordlund.
Track 1, 3, 4, 5 and 9 recorded and produced by Fever Ray and Christoffer Berg.
Track 2, 6, 7, 8, and 10 recorded and produced by Fever Ray and Van Rivers
& The Subliminal Kid at 5 Guys & A Dog Studio.
Vocals on track 9 by Cecilia Nordlund. Double bass on track 8 by Hampus Lundgren.
Mixed at Music A Matic in August 2008. Track 1, 3, 4, 5 and 9 mixed by Christoffer Berg and Fever Ray.
Track 2, 6, 7, 8 and 10 mixed by Christoffer Berg, Van Rivers & The Subliminal Kid and Fever Ray.
Mastered by Henrik Jonsson at Masters of Audio.
If I Had A Heart video by Andreas Nilsson.
Artwork by Martin Ander.
www.mander.nu
I put my soul into what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
With dog eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way back
I’ve never liked that sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you
I leave home at seven
Under a heavy sky, I ride my bike up, I ride my bike down
I live between concrete walls
When I took her up she was so warm
Some do magic
some do harm
I’m holding on holding on
I’m holding on to a straw
I live between concrete walls
In my arms she was so warm
November smoke and your toes go numb
A new colour on the Globe
It goes from white to red a little voice in my head says oh oh oh
Who is the Alpha
What is made of cloth
How do you say you’re sorry and there’s nothing
to be afraid of
Eyes are open and mouth cries
Haven’t slept since summer
Fever Ray is managed by DEF.
DEF Ltd, PO Box 2477, London NW6 6NQ, England.
www.d-e-f.com
I’m very good with plants
When my friends are away
They let me keep the soil moist
On the seventh day I rest
For a minute or two
Then back on my feet to call for you
I know it, I think I know it from a hymn
They’ve said so, it doesn’t need more explanation
A box to open up with light and sound
And if you don’t
You’re on your own
Oh how I try
I leave the TV on
And the radio
Is it dark already
How light is a light
Do you laugh while screaming
Is it cold outside
P & C 2009 Rabid Records. All rights reserved.
www.rabidrecords.com
www.feverray.com
You’ve got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothing
Waiting for a moment to arise
The face in the ceiling
And arms too long
I’m waiting for him to catch me
One thing I know for certain
I’m pretty sure
It ain’t over
I’m not done
Thankyou! Christoffer Berg, Henrik von Sivers, Peder Mannerfelt, Andreas Nilsson, Olof Dreijer, Jenny Wilson,
Cecilia Nordlund, Mom, Dad, Stina Dreijer, Johanna Nilsson, Linda Saretok, Eric Härle, Ryan Hambsh, Marty Bales,
Imke Härle, Helen Tubby, Kelly Money, Tom Packer, Amy Crowther, Martin Ander, Elin Berge, Anna Rosdahl,
Peter Benish, Skiva, everybody at Border and Denander & Grahl.
And a very special thankyou to Kristian, Alva and Inez.
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