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Lyngfarer - Stupet
06:28
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Stuped (the cliff)
The fall, its not so bad
Its fairly cold
But it does not hurt
And its over soon
But the landing
Is never good
And its always hard
And this cliff
It goes further down than anyone has ever been
for then to climb up again
And no one gets to choose
At the bottom
You will have to wait
There are more people coming
Its breathing
And gazing out
So blindly across it all
Stealing life
So look warmly towards the world
Whenever you can
Because up here
Its ours
And by the cliff
something huge lives
In its den and silence
Its the one
But it has no answers
And no words
Its just always there
But my hand
Its for you too
With all I have
Because that might work
And if we dare
We could try
With all we have
That might actually work
An old choice to remain when its dark
We can search here
Without lights and without doubts
Those are reasons to stay
To keep something here
For others to see before they come too close
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Lyngfarer - Helt hjem
06:00
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Helt hjem (all the way home)
I can see all the way home from this tent
Under a shadow but I am very close
I went far away
At first for life and then for peace
Now im almost back but I cant come any closer
The ground tilts away and I completely forget
And then its dark again and everything is just wrong
The house burnt while you slept
And now you are awake but not like you used to
Had a tiny hope about returning home
While the world stayed outside
But everything I saw saw me as well
I have changed since I left this place
There is no home here there is only a dream
Reaching all the way out into my night
The house burnt while you slept
But now you are awake and not like you used to
Lifting my arms stretching my legs
Finding flames where there where none
Using my nails on all the trees
I can tell you that everything sees
And I can see all the way home from here
Underneath the shadow but Im very close
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Lyngfarer - Svarte klær
02:38
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Svarte klær (Black clothes)
Can not
I am not going very far right now
These windows are tinted
I can shape them with my breath
But not all the way through
Because before I focus my gaze
On those who move out there
The differences wash away
And it has all entered my space
And I have my own walls
Heavy jackets in a fog
Closing the door behind me
Meaning to crawl out into the field
Hepp Hepp (heigh-ho heigh-ho)
To see the biggest hand
That there ever was
Plucking clouds from the skies
Like blankets over the morning
So that no one sees very far
We excite the dust up into a tiny cloud
By travelling around the year
That awaits us when we come back home
All the way home and fixing the gaze
On a dream about sleep
Black clothes even in bed
So i can travel ever further
Hepp Hepp (heigh-ho heigh-ho)
So I can travel even more often
Because I have my own walls
To secretly get dressed in
And I know about the little path
That one that steals away from the road leading home
And out there behind the biggest hands
At first covering the eyes
And then covering the whole sun
As a hook on the door as one leaves
As a hook on the door as one leaves
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4. |
Lyngfarer - Foldereiden
02:19
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6. |
Windthrown - So I Went
03:04
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7. |
Windthrown - Melting
08:23
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Lyngfarer Norway
Lyngfarer is a moniker built around the songwriting of Norwegian multiinstrumentalist Magnus
Nymo.
Its rooted outside of the cities in the countryside as well as having members who grew up in the worlds of punk, metal, diy and the lugging around of scifi novels.
Magnus is currently based in Dublin, ireland playing irish traditional music and dbeat.
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