Lyrics by Cæcilie Norby



Easy Money | R. Lee Jones



There was a Joe
Leanin' on the back door
A couple of Jills with their eyes on a couple of bills
Their eyes was statin' - They were waitin'
To get their hands on some Easy money

They flipped a dime
One said " well, I'll take heads this time"
One stepped up - One stepped back
One loosened her shoulder strap
She couldn't speak - Her knees got weak
She could almost taste it, Easy money

There was this old black cat
Sittin' in a old black cadillac
The Joe smelled sweet
She curled up at her boyfriend's feet
She said "I got a plan, Listen, Sam,
how'd ya like to make some easy money?"

He say, "yes! oh yes!
Jus' tell me what you want me to do"
She said, "Baby, you can trust me
Baby, but you must be
hidin' in my room at a quarter to two"
Well, the cat told the boy
"Com up 2 the room n play w/ my toy"
But the Jill set the bait
And she wasn't gonna sit around and wait
But this guy was wise to all the lies
And he flies out the door
With the easy money

Because there ain't no man
Who got the money in his hand
Who got any of that bread
Bein' slow in the head
The easier it looks - The hotter it hooks
There ain't no such thing as easy money
We say, "yes! oh yes!"

Saturday night, There was a terrible, terrible fight
Between two dames who was losin' the same game
It wasn't clear, but I hear somebody was lookin' for some easy money






Willow Weep For Me | A. Ronell



Willow weep for me
Willow weep for me
Bent your branches green along the stream that runs to sea
Listen to my plea
Listen willow and weep for me

Gone my lovely dreams
Lovely summer dreams
Gone and left me here
To weep my tears into the stream
Sad as I can be
Hear me willow and weep for me

Whisper to the wind to say that love's a sin
To leave my heart a-breaking
And making a moan
Murmur to the night to hide her starry light
So none will find me sighing and crying all alone

Weeping willow tree Weeping sympathy
Bent your branches down along the ground and cover me
And when the shadows fall
Bent down willow and weep for me






Droppin' Things | B. Carter



He came into my life so suddenly
I try to tell this man, that I'm not free
He gave me such a sexy look -
I shook nervously and then
There I went - breathing hard
Stumbling and Droppin' Things

His paces all began, I'm telling u
He took my hand and ask "How do you do?"
I got so flustered
I begin to look all around for help
There I go - breathing hard
Stumbling and Droppin' Things

What's the matter with me
Why do I feel so silly
I'm out of control
I'm going round and round and round in a circle
My friends say: Try, try, try to chill out
If you really don't want him, he'll go away

Determination is his middle name
I soon gave in to keep from going insane
And now the table turns and he
now knows not to fool around
There he goes - breathing hard
Stumbling and Droppin' Things






Man From Mars | J. Mitchell



Since I lost you
I can't get through the day
Without at least one big boo-hoo
The pain won't go away
What am I gonna do?
Man from Mars
This time you went too far

I fall apart
Every time I think of you
Swallowed by the dark
There is no center to my life now
No grace in my heart
Man from Mars
This time you went too far

I call and call
The silence is so full of sounds
You're in them all
I hear you in the water
And the wiring in the walls
Man from Mars
This time you went too far






Naked In The Dark | C. Norby



The walls are breathing in the gloom -
Evening curtains throw uncertain shades
across the dream-invaded room
Subconscious howling at the moon
Your mind lies unprotected
waiting just for Morpheus to embark -
when you lie naked in the dark
You're half asleep when they arrive -
Night soil ghosts with past-compost
you didn't want to turn in broad daylight
Now chemistry is out of sight
Your mind lies unprotected
and your fantasy is a hungry shark -
when you lie naked in the dark
Nighttime is the right time
for phenomenal ShowTime
3D Color movies for free
Daytime calls a straight mind
but while we're having a playtime,
something's there to pick up
your thoughts in a "dream-clock"
and store them till night is closing in
when you lie naked in the dark
You work your tail off in a dream
You're both director/leading actor
in some psychedelic scenery -
A living painting of Dali
Your mind lies unprotected
when the spotlight's on your watermark -
and you lie naked in the dark






First Conversation | C. Norby



If you could speak would you describe where you've been
The world you came from?
Do the babies fall from stars above
Or are they chemical results of love?
Were you meant for me
As I was meant for you?

And could you tell us where you journey began
On a spirit planet?
Are you a sacret gift in flesh and blood
Carried by the thought of God?
Did He call for you as He once called for me?

Your first reply is an everlasting smile
My breathing child - I am breathless by surprise
We get wiser through the brain
But somehow wiser through the pain
I just believe in you as you believe in me

How did you find us - Did you choose from a list
A "Parents Yellow Pages"?
Or did we meet as angels in a dream
Or were you just the strongest in the stream
Did you reappear from Heaven somewhere near?
Your precious little face...






Miguelin | R. Marcotulli / C. Norby



You say you will, but then you won't
You say you do, but then you deny it
Fleeing, flying
You tell me: blablabla
You're undecidable I see
You're unreliable to me
You're unexplainable
And I'm confused
Left - Right
In - Out
Black - White
Quiet - Loud
You say you go, but then you stay
Today it's "No!" - Tomorrow you change it
Turn it, face it
You tell me: blablabla
You're crazy
You say you will, but then you won't
You say you do, but then you deny it
Laughing, lying
You tell me: blablabla
You're unpredictable, I know
You're all too lovable to go
You're irresistible and I'm confused
Up - Down
Good - Bad
Warm - Cold
Wise - Mad
You say you go, but then you stay
Today it's "No!" - Tomorrow you change it
Turn it, face it
You tell me: blablabla
It's craziness
You have no clue, the two of you






Love Has Gone Away | A. Lincoln



Love has gone away
heaving a sign with no regrets
for yesterday
Breathing a sigh love said goodbye

Through with sad and low
love walked away - a spirit child
love had to go, love has to play,
love went away

Away from a place all frozen in pain
with teardrops and heartaches all over again
only a game of hatred and love
all thrown in together
A kiss or a shove

Reaching for my hand
love walked away, sighing to leave,
but ready to stand
love walked away, love walked away
love walked away and I walked away with love






Big Yellow Taxi | J. Mitchell



They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

They took all the trees
And put them in a tree museum
And they charged all the people
A dollar and a half just to see 'em
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone
They paved paradise
And they put up a parking lot

Hey farmer farmer
Put away that D.D.T. now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please
Don't it always seem to go...

Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
'Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot






All At Once | B. Raitt



Had a fight with my daughter
She flew off in a rage
Third time this week
Don't tell me it's the age
Don't know how I lost her
I only know that it's a shame
Ever since her daddy left
The girl ain't been the same

All at once I hear your voice
And time just slips away
Nothing they could say can hold me here
Take me where I only feel
The wind across my face
Let me know there's someplace left for me
Waiting there for me

Ah, who am I kiddin'
I should have known he'd never leave
The time we spend together
Is harder than the time between
You wouldn't think it could hurt so
To see 'em out the other day
If that's what he calls leavin'
I guess I threw it all away

They say women, we're the stronger
Somehow we always make it through
Hell, that ain't what I feel right now
I don't even think it's true
To me there's lots more broken
Than anyone can really see
Why the angels turn their backs on some
It's a mystery to me






Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow | C. King / G. Goffin



Tonight you're mine, completely
You give your love so sweetly
Tonight the light of love is in your eyes
But will you love me tomorrow

Is this a lasting treasure
Or just a moment's pleasure
Can I believe the magic of your sighs
Will you still love me tomorrow

Tonight with words unspoken
You say that I'm the only one
But will my heart be broken
When the night meets the morning sun

I'd like to know that your love
Is a love I can be sure of
So tell me now and I won't ask again
Will you still love me tomorrow






Do I Move You | N. Simone



Do I move you, are you willin'
Do I groove you, is it thrillin'
Do I soothe you, tell the truth now
Do I move you, are you loose now
The answer better be
That pleases me

Are you ready for this action
Does it give you satisfaction
Are you hip to what I'm sayin'
If you are then let's start swayin'
The answer better be

When I touch you do you quiver
From your head down 2 ur liver
If you like it, Let me know it
Don't be psychic or you'll blow it
The answer better be






Double Dance | L. Danielsson / C. Norby



Paralyzed - I was paralyzed
All my senses exploded in a flash
I was mesmerized right there before my eyes
Like a dance, like a dream come true

Fire sparks flaming up my heart
All my functions attacked in a blitz
Hypnotized, I'm simply victimized
by your doublespeak I too will understand

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright

Underplay it's in your DNA
Does it show my bag of bones is on fire?
So uncivilized - fighting a compromise
in my flesh, in my bones and my soul

Paralyzed, I was paralyzed
All my senses explode in a flash
Try to minimize every love scene I visualize
But my fantasies serve me too well






Liberetto Cantabile | L. Danielsson / C. Norby



Blue and green
Circle round - Silent, beautiful
Like a giant fruit full of lush and life
Spinning round Simply beautiful
It's so easy, so simple to see how she bleeds
So hard to comply to her needs
So Blue and green - A plan complete
Spinning round - Our Earth is beautiful

GAIA is her name - GAIA is her name
Minute by minute and day by day
We promise to keep our words but we never do
Little by little into the haze - A billion words are lost in space
When dreams are killed by facts It too late to prove
Talking is cheap and so easy
we're sowing good seeds but roots never fasten so deep
Hour by hour - time gets warm
don't think about tomorrow's dawn
We promise we'll take good care
But we never do






Sad Sunday | C. Norby



He showed up on a Saturday and shot the windows down
He just came in from the wild - He was nothing but a child
The bullets hit a beating heart of curiosity
and every heart just lost a beat - a beat in sympathy

Fuel to the fire, Salt in the wound
We face a sad sad Sunday - It's a stormy afternoon
Oh it's fuel to the fire - Situation's getting worse
Someone's gotta give but who will be the first?
We got to be the first!

We called upon the world to see our suffering and cries
We were up against the wall - Yes, we felt up against the wall
His bullets hit the spoken word and words exploded soon
created mass hysteria - just like in a cartoon

A single shadow in the night can torch a thousand lights
He was nothing but a child - He just came in from the wild
The bullets hit the peoples heart with hate and bigotry
But forever our hearts will beat for love, for liberty






Cherry Tree | L. Danielsson / C. Norby



Beneath the cherry tree that's where you often find me
A dusty afternoon - the sun is getting lazy
I'm heaven bound - this secret place we found
Beneath the cherry tree you come and sit beside me
We shared a summer tale - Back then it got so crazy, and you said:
"We fooled around - Are your feet back on the ground?"

Many years from now I'll still recall
how blossomed white turned into red
Many years from now I'll still remember
how I blushed when we met - I still do:

Lean back and close your eyes and share this moment with me
Under the cherry tree - have love landed on the ground?

Some day you'll disappear - I'm sentenced for a life time
You'll whisper in my ear: "This world gets kind of hazy, I must go"
You'll wait a while then leave me with a smile
Many years from now I'll still recall
how summer shades played on your face
Many years from now I will remember
how I rushed to see this place - I still do:

Alone I close my eyes - Imagine you're still with me
Once by the cherry tree you got me heaven bound
I'll never get my feet back on the ground






Wild Juju Child | L. Danielsson / C. Norby



Wild Child of Southern purple Sky
She'll live there like an angel 'til the day she choose to die
Wasteland of orange colored sand
She'll walk the dusty desert with a juju in his hand

White wolfs are following her trail
Like I they sense the stubbornness that's never gonna fail
Wild child - no one will ever know
You reach the highest mountains, your lips will touch the snow

Show me your mysterious ways
Share with me the all secrets you keep
Let me feel the strength that you hold inside - Wild child
Let me feel the Juju you hold inside - Wild child

Get high beneath the purple sky
You blow the seven winds, ignite the seven fires
Wild Child - you're a woman, you're a man
You'll never enter paradise without your masterplan






Toccata | L. Danielsson / C. Norby



Walk until daylight
Walk through the jungle of unknowns
Walk until midnight
To get to where you really belong
Dance in the moonlight
Break through the barriers of freedom
Search for the sunlight
Stay forever curious and strong

Some have dreams for a lifetime
Framed in gold but never fulfilled
Some are drawing their lifeline
With a pencil of fear






Ghost Lullabye | C. Norby



There is a castle in the forest once upon a moonlit time
Dusty servants in the doorway take your coat there for a dime
There are hallways full of statues and portraits of the past - -
Hear, echoes of a tyrants work the sounds of killings last.

Every wall and every mirror have a crime or two to tell
Once a family of fortune lived as heaven meeting hell
Greedy sisters, craving brothers: Bastards of an evil Lord - -
That Devil met his savior-son that cut his lifetime short

Evil's spoken - It runs in the family
Silence broken - A stone falls into Deep,
into Deep Darkened Seas -
Damned is every man's intension, cursed is every woman's heart
Every bastard was a child right from the start

There's a castle in the forest. Cats are howling from the roof
Hear the rat tap in the basement. They're the only living proof
Ghosts of mistresses in stockings that once strangled every man
that came across her catwalk to the throne she has at hand






Hymnen | C. Norby



Listen to the birds on the wire as they sing
Listen to the beautiful choir of sad clipped wings
They long for spring
like a change in the weather
to heal and repair every broken feather
Listen to the birds on the wire as they sing

Hear the sound of warm blooded horses as they flee
Wild and blackened bodies between the forrest trees
They run in freedom with tireless power
Run till the sunrise, the first born hour
Hear the sound of warm blooded horses as they flee






The Dead Princess | M. Ravel / C. Norby



Dance - 'til death you'll dance like a haunted swan
Red - your shoes are red like the roses you forget
When the limelight disappears
You're bound to

Dance - 'til death you'll dance like a long-lost lamb
Blue - your lips are blue like the icy heartless truth
Bursted dreams on broken glass
Gone in a flash

Once the sky was wide
Pink as princess pride
Once the wind was smooth
Blowing only youth
Your heart became black as the sea
But yet so unfree - So unfree

Dance - 'til death you'll dance like a haunted swan
Red - your shoes are red like the drops of blood you shed
When your eyes had no more tears
You're bound to

Dance - Last step you dance lost in solitude
Thin - so paper thin is the space between your skin
And your thousand pounding veins
Look you became - Some hollow name -
Face in a frame






No Air | E. Satie / C. Norby



Stormy sentences fly from your mouth
No air
Accusations all gather in clouds
No air
Thirty-store buildings of cries and complaints
And thirty-four cyclones that keep you insane
And I
I watch the odd ballet your body performs
And I smile

Aching adjectives, negative nouns
No air
Absurd scenery - Where are the clowns?
No air
Towers constructed on yesterdays lies
You threaten to crash them in front of my eyes
And I
I listen instead to your melody
With my eyes closed






No Phrase | E. Satie / C. Norby



Sleepy breathing landscapes
Slowly waving flesh shapes
You are hunting dreams across my eyebrows
- my souls house

Watch you in the moonshine
Slalom down my waistline
You have travelled miles across my snow-land
With slow hands

My skin, my bones
My brain, my soul invite you
My seventh sense, my last defense
Despise you

I want you more than I can phrase
I love you more than I can phrase

My arms, my knees, my ears, my teeth
Invite you
My seventh sense, my weak defense
Despise you

Tattooing my cold feet
Celtic signs and poetry
Black volcanic heat waves
Steaming from my soul caves

My arms, my knees, my ears, my teeth
Invite you
My seventh sense, my raw defense
Invite you

I love you more than I can phrase
I want you more than I can phrase

My skin, my bones
My brain, my soul invite you
My seventh sense, my last defense
Despise you






The Tears of Billie Blue | C. Debussy / C. Norby



The tears of Billie Blue
As fine as flowers' morning dew
As frail as dying butterflies
That's how she cries
A young, naive and long legged girl
Lost in this world:

She loved him endlessly
Thought "Book of Heart" was ABC
Cause every word was poetry in her ears:

He said: "You're the almighty angel I just longed for
A powerful princess I want to write songs for..."
And so she listened...
Could not resist him...
Imagine kissing...
And one fine day she'd tell him:
"...mine, oh mine, he's only mine"

Girl, blue-eyed girl
Struggling hard to solve life's strange mysteries
Girl, foolish girl
Slave yourself and make a king of him
Soul, unwise soul
Loose yourself not once, not twice but always
Girl, lonely girl
Somewhere over the rainbow
Out of the shadow - like in a song -
Your prince will come

Still loves him endlessly
No magic fairies 1-2-3
But Billie's smiling
Inside she's crying so sad
And that's why
She always stays blue






Women of Santiago | L. Danielsson / C. Norby



There's a place I know
Where senora Zargas girls go
Where they wait for the red moon to rise,
Tie their dancing shoes and set their passion free

There is blood in the air
'round that little old gipsy dance square
Smell of gunpowder, sweat and good wine
Soon colored cards decide each destiny

Women of Santiago
Feel the southern winds blow
It's time to tango - Time to crush a heart
Women of Santiago
Always dance with heads up high
Through the sweet and sour - 'til they die

As the rhythms rise
Jealousy allures like cats eyes
Every step - a knife in the wound
A choreography of language from the heart

Women of Santiago
Feel the southern winds blow
It is time to tango - Time to crush a heart
Women of Santiago
Always dance with heads up high
Through blessed and cursed - 'til they die

There's a place they say
Where senora Zargas girls stay
'til the sunrise reveals every sin
And laughter lets the new day begin






Pavane | G. Fauré / C. Norby



Far away the music starts to play
A sad and simple phrase we know
Soothing sound - that nails us to the ground
The moon is upside down - it flows

Persian scales recite old fairy tales
Compose a Seven Veils Rondo
View this land: white dusty dunes of sand
In resonance the grains will blow

Caravans against the red horizon line,
I hear each bell in every camels loaded burden
Strange melody flirting -
Well, I am not certain -
But tell me: Is this for real?

Listen soul, this symphony of gold
An arabesque unfolds - a dream
Silky air and velvet tones compare
To nothing or nowhere we've been

Caravan against the deep arabian night,
I hear each bell in every camels loaded burden
Strange melody flirting -
Well, I am not certain -
But tell me: Is this for real?

Far away the music starts to play
Wild future songs we didn't know
Soothing sounds - hear Gaya's spinning 'round
Her beings are all bound to grow






Scheherazade | N. Rimsky-Korsakov / C. Norby



There's a tale Scheherazade doesn't tell
There is one secret story she is keeping to herself
In the thousands of words she has spoken
Not one is revealing the truth

In the moonlight she opens her mind
There's a new blooming wonderland of fantasy to find
Graceful hands will be dancing 'til sunrise,
Fine lyrics illumining her eyes

She's the goddess of poems and tales
but she's not, if her bright imaginations once should fail
If her well should run empty,
Her Muse dry out simply
At nine hundred ninety
She loses it all
Scheherazade feeds the Sultan's romance
A broken trance:
And her wise head will fall

She's a phoenix of fables and plays
But tonight she will have to prove it to her fiancé
She will make him imagine
He's Sultan Aladdin
And she is his Jasmine
Their love will go on
Scheherazade - freed the bright nightingale
Her final tale
Counting 1001... That's the secret she keeps to herself...






Simple Theme | C. Norby



My feet are lifting off the ground
The street becomes a distant sound
I swear, this twilight trip's a whiz
It's rare you get a view like this

I just wanna get there - I just wanna get there in time
Nobody can stop me - when I'm hanging up here - I feel fine

Some days gravity are low
Depends on fantasy and flow
Makes you wanna drop the heavy weight of stones
These days - with ozone in your bones

I just wanna get there - I just wanna get there in time
Nobody can stop me - when I'm hanging up here - I feel fine






Hvirvelvinden | M. Legrand / C. Norby



Rundt, som en stor spiral i cirkler
Som et hjul, der går i spind
Uden start og uden ende
En gigantisk lukket ring
Som en snebold ned ad bjerget
Som en Tivoli ballon
Som en karussel der drejer
I sæson efter sæson
Som et ur med levende visere
Et utømmeligt timeglas
Og jorden som et æble i det stille univers
En evig uro i sig selv
Hvirvelvinden i din sjæl

Som en mørk tunnel du følger til du møder endnu én
Under jorden i en hule, ingen sol, kun kolde sten
Som en dør, der står og klaprer i en uforsonlig drøm
Som krusninger på vandet i den varme Juli strøm
Som et ur med levende visere. Et utømmeligt timeglas
Og jorden som et æble i det stille univers
En evig uro i sig selv
Hvirvelvinden i din sjæl

Nøgler klirrer i din lomme. Ord der synger i dit hoved
Hvorfor blev det aldrig sommer? Blev den revet op med rod?
Elskende vandrer trygt langs stranden. Fodspor i det våde sand
Stadig høres en fjern trommen eller klaprer tidens tand?
Billeder hænger i entréen og fragmenter af en sang
Glemte folk og glemte navne. Var de levende engang?
Da du vidste det var ovre, tog du efterårsfarvel
Fra det øjeblik, der glemte du farven i hans sjæl

Som en stor spiral i cirkler. Som et hjul, der går i spind
Uden start og uden ende. En gigantisk lukket ring
En dag, der aldrig går på held.
En evig uro i sig selv
Hvirvelvinde i din sjæl






Forever You | L. Danielsson / C. Norby



One spring ago
We sensed some cupids flow
Last year in May
Frail love came here to stay
One day in June
One hazy afternoon
Where daffodils did sigh
We found the clear blue sky
Right there love purged time so:
Forever you'll stay mine

Be it winter
Be it dark clouds
Be it nightmares full of ghosts
Through the wild waves
Through the snow storms
We will always be each others coasts






How Oft | E. Norby / W. Shakespeare



How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,
Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds
With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway'st
The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,

Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap
To kiss the tender inward of thy hand
Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap,
At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!

To be so tickled, they would change their state
And situation with those dancing chips
O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait,
Making dead wood more blest than living lips.

Since saucy jacks so happy are in this,
Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.






Power To The Fools | C. Norby



The awkwardness of a skinny long legged school girl
With the beauty of a swan
Slamming doors when the grown-ups worry 'bout her
Just wanna smoke away the dawn
Skies full of clouds - Turbulence
That'll smash her visions to the ground

The Einstein-ness of a sixteen year old lady
Versus purity of youth
Gives up on the "wasted souls" around her
Gonna tell the world the truth
Freestyle in Space - No dear mum - No embrace
Roads paved with stones
That will shake her mind and body to the bone

I treasure those days
The little scar on my face
I worship my wounds
Cause today I play by own rules
Power to the fools

The artificial brightness glows like Diamonds
Like Lucys in the Sky
A shortcut to the land of 5 dimensions
You know, she's much too tough to cry
Off-piste in space - Yellow mist - Purple haze
Dangerous Zone that will shake your mind and body to the bone

I treasure those days
The little scar on my face
I worship my wounds
Cause today I play myself

I treasure my pain
The dearest trophy I gained
I worship my wounds
Cause today I use my own tools
Power to the fools






A Heart Is Not A Toy | C. Norby



A heart is not a toy
Made for fun or joy
Or something children play with
It's purely flesh and blood
Truly made by God
A fountainhead of innocence and dreams

A heart is not a lump,
Plain muscle or a pump
For simple circulation
She's the purest gold
And if she once turns cold
It will be reflected where she goes

Do you cry? Do you laugh?
Are you whole? Are you half?
Has anybody torn your wings apart?
Did you sing summer songs
On those cold winter morns?
Whom do you tell your History, old Heart?

A heart is not a toy
A double faced decoy
Working undercover
She's fragile and naive
Doesn't smell the thief
Until he is dancing through her door

Do you cry? Do you laugh?
Are you whole? Are you half?
Has anybody torn your wings apart?
Did you shout in the field
Did your scars ever heal?
Whom do you tell your history, old Heart?
Your private pains and victories, old Heart?






Leaving Town For The Weekend | C. Norby



I've got a fancy flat - that kind some people'd die for
A Bohemienne with a cat - I live the life I've cried for
But what a bore to sit alone and watch the lovers holding hands

I've got the finest view in town
I look at squares and towers
But now I pull my curtains down and give away my flowers
Cause today I want to flee from this city
I'm searching one place - I look for one face:

I'm leaving town for the weekend
To where grass is greener
And air is cleaner
And you are around

I pack my bags and my daydream
I'll go any Friday - I'll sing on the highway
Till you hear the sound

I'm not cool with neon lit skies or
Coma cats with goo-goo eyes
The urge to leave comes alive
There's no such a thing as love in its spring
I found my thrill - across the bridge
Beyond the hill - the sweetest itch
I'll be travelling miles

I'm leaving town for the weekend
Have a break from the mainstream
And wake up with my daydream
And see the new sun arise

I'm leaving town for my lifetime
With my soul in a suitcase
A smile on my new face
To meet Life on a new ground






First Conversation | C. Norby



If you could speak would you describe where you've been
The world you came from?
Do the babies fall from stars above
Or are they chemical results of love?
Were you meant for me
As I was meant for you?

And could you tell us where you journey began
On a spirit planet?
Are you a sacret gift in flesh and blood
Carried by the thought of God?
Did He call for you as He once called for me?

Your first reply is an everlasting smile
My breathing child - I am breathless by surprise
We get wiser through the brain
But somehow wiser through the pain
I just believe in you as you believe in me.

How did you find us - Did you choose from a list
A "Parents Yellow Pages"?
Or did we meet as angels in a dream
Or were you just the strongest in the stream
Did you reappear from Heaven somewhere near?

Your precious little face holds that secret
I don't care - Now you're here!






Kyrie II | C. Norby / L. Danielsson



Du titter på mig från en bild
Dina ögon var så blå dom som tänt mig
I mina sinnan är du kvar
Jag tänker ofta på vad som hänt dig

Den dag när sommarn förde bort dig
Hördes ingen röst
Fåglar sjunger igen
Det ger mig ingen tröst

Jag bränner minnen med din bild
Din kärlek var min eld röd som lågan
Kände tvekan i din blick
Men aldrig fick jag svar på min fråga

Den dag när sommarn förde bort dig
Hördes ingen röst
Fåglar sjunger igen
Det ger mig ingen tröst






Cuban Cigars | C. Norby



The woman of Havana never gives it all away
She wants to do it all week long but wait till Saturday
It's not the salsa that can't wait or some kissing in a car
No! She longs to light that big cigar

Out of a golden box she grabs it with her fingertips
She just can't wait to place that fine tobacco on her lips
A gentleman, a lighted match; Satisfaction isn't far
She longs to light that big cigar

The Cuban girls
In their secret smoky world
Chit chat of quality and brands
The length and the strength
The aroma-thrill of every inch
And the right size for her hand

To the women of Havana there's a taste to every leaf
From Castro's little brown wet thing to
"Fume tres exclusive"
She's heard that western women smoke
with filter and low tar
That's blasphemy to big cigars






Psyko Pippi | C. Norby



Hiding all the purple pills under my pillow
They were meant to curb my thrills of joy and sorrow
And plane down my thoughts
Filling up my blameless plants with my doctors tonic
Ten to none recovery-chance my mistrust is chronic
He'll plane down my fraughts

Maybe I set the puzzle that tickles your brain
Maybe you're authorized to cure
But leave me insane - You're not me

Mapping out my future life: "Just a wise restriction
Architects of artless minds - try to fact the fiction
And plane down rare dreams
Cornered in the cuckoo's nest with one feather broken
Soon I'm clipped as all the rest - the ideal is unspoken
He'll calm down my screams

Maybe you'll eat the apple and I'll lick the peel
Maybe you're authorized to judge
But I work the field - You're not me

I'll save my Psyko Pippi - that's me!
Closer to monkey than to man
I don't need no company; the party is all inside my head
I do fine without parents; my father is at sea and my mother is dead
I'll save my Psyko Pippi - Tame the dotted horse as if you can
Piangerò tutta la vita mia
In questo mondo una cosa si perde uni si trova - Mondo si perde
They're giving me all kinds of ideas these voices in my head
I do fine without a bank account
I got a suitcase full of money instead

Songs


Sisters in Jazz

Easy Money

Willow Weep For Me

Droppin Things

Man From Mars

Naked In The Dark

First Conversation

Miguelin

Love Has Gone Away

Big Yellow Taxi

All At Once

Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow

Do I Move You




Just the two of us

Double Dance

Liberetto Cantabile

Sad Sunday

Cherry Tree

Wild Juju Child

Toccata

Ghost Lullabye




Silent Ways

Hymnen




Arabesque

The Dead Princess

No Air

No Phrase

The Tears of Billie Blue

Women of Santiago

Pavane

Scheherazade

Simple Theme

Hvirvelvinden

Forever You

How Oft




Slow Fruit

Power To The Fools

A Heart Is Not A Toy




First Conversation

Leaving Town For The Week...

First Conversation

Kyrie II




Queen of Bad Excuses

Cuban Cigars

Psyko Pippi