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                                                         ord og musik Tom Lundén

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

                                                                                    Du stod engang på den højeste klippe
                                                                                     du holdt så fast, du ku ikke slippe
                                                                                     dengang alt var så lysende og klart -
                                                                                     reolerne bugned af de bedste bøger
                                                                                     du citerede gerne: de finder som søger
                                                                                     & havde altid svaret parat. -
                                                                                     Nu ka du ikke mere spille smart
                                                                                     hvor billederne hang er der nu så bart
                                                                                     du er faldet her, du ka ikke finde hjem. -

                                                                                     Du havde altid én at støtte dig til
                                                                                     og farmand sagde: man ka hva man vil -
                                                                                      var han ikke forsikringsagent?
                                                                                      nu indser du her med din ømme fod
                                                                                      der er ting man ikke kan forsikres imod
                                                                                       f.eks. når bøtten bliver vendt. -
                                                                                       nu ska du skaffe mad til eget bord
                                                                                       på dette gedemarked er der ingen kære mor
                                                                                       det er alvor her: det er ikke spøg og skæmt

                                                                                                        Det er ikke nemt
                                                                                                         at være ude & glemt
                                                                                                         når man er faldet herned
                                                                                                         hvor man ikke mer ved
                                                                                                         om man er købt eller solgt
                                                                                                         skal være flov eller stolt
                                                                                                         & man føler sig skabt
                                                                                                          som en håbløs, fredløs, hjemløs, hjælpeløs fortabt.

                                                                                          Du kunne din religionshistorie
                                                                                           indtil du faldt i din egen glorie -
                                                                                           vasked du aldrig munden når du sagde gud?
                                                                                           du var hjemme i alle de høje tanker
                                                                                           men hva nytter det når døden banker
                                                                                           på døren & sir: nu er tiden løbet ud!
                                                                                           tror du stadig på de gode & onde
                                                                                           nu du selv er derude hvor man ikke kan bunde
                                                                                           på glemslens hav er der ingen løsninger gemt

                                                                                                             Nej der er ikke nemt
                                                                                                             at være ude & glemt
                                                                                                              når man er faldet herned
                                                                                                              hvor man ikke mer ved
                                                                                                              om man er købt eller solgt
                                                                                                               skal være flov eller stolt
                                                                                                               & man føler sig skabt
                                                                                                                som en håbløs, fredløs, hjemløs, hjælpeløs fortabt.

 

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                             

                                                                                                                                  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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