Lackluster me (1997)

Paul Waaktaar Savoy: Voz, guitarra, teclado (e baixo nas músicas 2, 3, 4, 5, 9 & 12).
Lauren Savoy: Voz e Guitarra base.
Frode Unneland: Bateria, backing vocal.
Greg Calvert: baixo.

Strings : The Vertavo Quartet (1)
James Roven (cello) and Timothy Roven (violino) (2 e 8).
String arrangements: Paul Waaktaar-Savoy.
Assistente: Kjetil Bjerkestrand.

Tracks
1. Lackluster Me
2. Unsound
3. You Should Have Told Me
4. Foreign Film
5. Flowers for Sylvia
6. I Still Cry
7. Sycamore Leaves
8. Rain
9. Butt Out
10. This, That & The Other
11. Hey Luchie
12. Easy
13. If You Tell

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Lackluster Me

Lackluster Me
stands before you
What can I be to
make you want me

All I have
I give to you
It’s all I need
to get me through

And we will get out while we can
We will walk across the land
we’ll let the birds feed off our hands
Out of our hands

Lackluster Me
There I said it
You could break me
don’t you get it

All I have
I give to you
All I wrote
to get me through

And we will get out while we can
We’ll pull out heads up from the sand
Two movie lovers with a band
yes, with a band

All I have
I give to you
All I want
You want it too
And we will get out while we can
We will walk ‘cross the land
we’ll let the birds feed off our hands
Out of our hands.

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Unsound

You say you fly
At times right under me
you say you think you know
Whats wrong with me
well, well

When I don’t know what to say
I’d rather walk away
No pint asking me to stay
I’d rather walk away
You say you see
Winter wants me empty

‘Cos I’m
Unsafe
Unsound
Unwise to be around

Yes I’m
unsafe
unsound
Unwise to be around

You say you fly
at times right over me
you say you’ve got
the best of me
well well

Winter wants me
empty

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You should’ve told me

In the morning
and the air so still
cars are passing
beneath my windowsill

dusty sidewalks, in the afternoon
coastal mountains, I will be there soon

You should have told me

I should have told you, that the dam won’t hold
I should have called you, but the line went cold
I should have held you in my arms each night
I should’ve told you when the time was right

seasons will turn
never will I learn
Moments will pass
I always think they’ll last

You should have told me

I should have told you when I had the chance
I should have told you, the way I planned

dusty sidewalks, in the afternoon
coastal mountains, I will be there soon
You should have told me

seasons will turn
never will I learn
Moments will pass
I always think they’ll last

You should have told me
I should have told you
You should have told me
I should have told you
You should have told me
I should have told you

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Foreign Film

Life should be a film
One of those foreign films
where people are always talking
and you just can’t understand
but it means a lot

Life should be a book
A really, really good book
That you take when you travel
and hope it never ends
and you read again

Life shold be a poetry
a pretty pretty tree
where words have their meaning
to help you understand
and say what you mean

You’re giving me a stomach ache
when you negotiate
you’re giving me a stomach ache
when you try and set me straight

life should be a song
one of those sixties songs
with lots of catchy phrases
that everybody knows
so you can sing a long

Life shold be a poetry
a pretty pretty tree
where words have their meaning
to help you understand
and say what you mean

You’re giving me a stomach ache
when you negotiate
when you try and set me straight
you’re giving me a stomach ache

Life should be a tree
a poetry tree

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I still cry

Now that the leaves have turned and blown away
everything is washed in shades of grey
ask me how I know that I’m alive

Well, I still cry, oh yeah
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
but I don’t know why

Now that the leaves have turned and blown away
everything is washed in shades of grey
ask me how I know that I’ll survive

Well, I still cry, oh yeah
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
but I don’t know why

The pain, when it goes away
It’s almost worth it just to feel it fade away
ask me how I know that I’m alive

Well, I still cry, oh yeah
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
but I don’t know why

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Sycamore leaves

Can’t stop thinking ‘bout it
It fills me with unease
Out there by the roadside
Something buried
under sycamore leaves

Wet grounds, late september…
The foilage of the trees
I came upon this feeling that
Someone’s lying
covered by sycamore leaves

And I could never face it
And I could never see
And I could never break out
and shake it’s grip on me

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Rain

Rain……Rain….. Falls down
empty streets
and I’m falling
thru the trees
and they’re calling
out for rain….

Rain……and it’s plain to see
Rain……what it does to me

Yeah, Rain……Rain….. Pours down
Endlessly, here I’m falling
Thru the trees
and they’re calling out
for rain……

Rain…… what is rain
Rain…… its rain
Rain…… is God’s own lydocaine
Rain….. is good
Thats understood
Rain….

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Butt out

I know what’s good for me, yes I do
I know what’s best for me, you know you do
I know what’s right for me, yes I do
butt out

I can be myself, yes I can
I can do what I wnt, you know I can
I can do things myself, I have two hands
butt out

You, only listen to you don’t care what the others say …. anyway

You’re talking all the time please go away
you just like hearing all the things you say
You just can’t stop, until you get your way

You tell me what to think and what to wear
you tell me how to dress and do my hair
You tell me all the things that I should do
does that include the hope of leaving you

You, only listen to you don’t care what the others say …. anyway
You, only listen to you don’t care what the others say …. anyway

I can be with myself, yes I can
I can begin again, you know I can
I can move in with firends, yes I can

I know what’s best for me, yes I do
I know what’s right for me, you know I do
I know what’s good for me, yes I do

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This, that & the other

Nobody feels right
but everyone’s all right, yeah
Everything’s badder
but what does it matter, yeah

Tell me, tell me, tell me
This that and the other

There’s nothing around us
left to astound us, yeah
everyone’s younger
I can’t do that any longer, no

Tell me, tell me, tell me
this, that and the other

All of the worry
get old in a hurry
All of the sadness
I know all the signs
all your compassion
I’ve seen how you ration it out
why?

Tell me, tell me, tell me
this, that and the other

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Hey Luchie

Hey Luchie
Your day will come soon
Hey Luchie
Your talents in bloom

Say can you see, How
good it will be
If you want me, I’ll
never go far
Hey Luchie, the way
that you are

Say can you see
How good it will be
Sad things ain’t gonna
happen twice now I
wouldn’t tell you lies
bad things ain’t gonna
happen twice
let nobody tell
you otherwise

Hey Luchie
you’ll make out
allright
Hey, Luchie
Your star shining
bright
Say you can see
How good it will be….

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Easy

I’ll bring you down, down
and then you’ll be with me.
here, where things are not so easy

I’ve been trying all day long
to get it right, it comes out wrong
then you go, and make it easy

It’s not so bad, I tell myself
don’t try to hard, things could go wrong

Do you really have to work
We could take the day away
and we’ll try and take it easy

We could go out for a drive
though I’d rather stay inside
and you know I’ll make it easy

Don’t say too much
don’t speak at all
It’s not so bad, I tell myself

I’ll take you down

Down

And when you’ll be with me
here where things are not so easy.

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If you tell

If you tell your momma
she will look away
If you tell your daddy
He won’t listen when you say

How could it come to this
but now, this is
the way it is

If you tell your brother
boy will he get mad
If you tell your sister
the one you never had

How could it go this far
but now, this is
the way things are

If you tell your teacher
you’ll be made aware
If you tell your preacher
you haven’t got a prayer

If you tell your momma
laying it on the line
Tell it to your daddy
life has been unkind