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Oh, my love, time, it trickles
As we ride fast vehicles.
Day by day and week after week,
Every time I look, there’s a shorter stick.
We make mistakes, take wrong turns,
Then death makes us stop just before we’ve learnt.
I don’t know where it is but it is too near,
Life is tough but it’s death I fear!
Oh, my love, time, it trickles,
So we ride fast vehicles.
Oh, my love, I’m not sorry,
My heart burns, you said not to worry.
You said if tomorrow there’s no time,
There’ll be more tomorrows to come.
You say: yeah, time, it trickles,
But you drive a fast vehicle.
Your time trickles, my time pours,
I’ve none to waste, see you tomorrow!
My time pours, your time trickles,
I’m coming to see you in my fast vehicle.
Oh, my love, time knows no mercy,
It runs out before you’re ready.
When you drive your fast car, be wise,
You never know which bend hides a bad surprise.
When at night in the forest two little lights glow,
Take your foot off the gas, dare to be slow.
I’ll take it easy and drive slowly
With your hand on my knee!
Yeah, my love, time knows no mercy,
So let’s love fast and drive carefully.
Oh, my love, time is fire
In a race with our desires.
It will burn us to ashes
With all our thoughts and all that matters.
But let’s not weep in misery,
Better drive ‘cross the country.
Time, it burns and it trickles
As we ride our fast vehicles.
Like fire it burns, like blood it trickles,
So we ride fast vehicles.
Written in August 2023
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Those who can, do, those who can’t, teach,
So you know what, learn on your own.
I’d better practice what I preach,
Except I never preach at all.
You do you! We sit down and bitch
About the confusion in the world.
I’d like to test something; where’s the switch?
Now it’s dark, do I exist?
I’m not so sure, I thought I’d know.
If I don’t, what do I miss?
Do I come back when the light’s on?
There’s that temptation to assume
That I’m as here as I like.
I try things out and start anew
With no consequences in real life.
And now we’re at it, what is real? –
And then the doubt unfolds:
What if we’re someone else’s dream,
A hallucination gone wrong?
Are we made up or do we exist?,
Or is it a bit of both?
If it is, where does it split
And is it forever or not?
If I unexist on a bad day,
Can I snap back in when it’s gone?
What if I was imagined on a bad day?
How would I know for sure?
I’ve said enough for you to think
That I’m as strange as they come.
If you trade your nightmare for my dream,
I’ll sleep like a baby the whole night.
And when we sleep, am I here or not,
And are you there or not there?
And then you ask: what if we snog?
Oh, so you know that I exist?
I thought you’d see me one day.
I’ve been out, what did I miss?
An inconsequential pain.
Are we strangers in the mist
Or is the mist all there is, babe?
If we both have lips, is there a kiss
Or a geometrical shape?
Written in July 2023
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Oh, wonderful life full of surprises,
Bittersweets of fate so divine.
When you see me smile you think I’m happy,
When you look away, I think you’re fine.
How easy to drown in your brown eyes
While I let you swim in my green-blue.
What is it you say when your heartbeat
Walks away to drum away from you?
Lucky sparrow found your window
When you were in bed.
Lucky shadow fell on your lips
And kissed you instead.
Why is it you find what you’re missing
With your suitcase packed, taxi waiting;
When your life is furnished with answers
To requests you made when you were so green?
And now are you living or acting
And how many roles can you bear?
All the lines and moves memorising
Until you forget that you’re even there?
Lucky sparrow found your window
When you were in bed.
Lucky shadow saw another
Hiding in your head.
Lucky sparrow found your window
While you were sleeping in
And it told you of this love song
Before I could begin.
Written in March 2023
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He asked my hand, he is kind enough
But I don’t want to do it ‘cause I’m not in love.
They say you grow into love like you wear a shoe
And you’re soon twenty-five, no one will want you.
Good enough for him, good enough for me,
Angel blessed us with a smile from an apple tree.
And the geese go ‘round and I look around
And I look over the fence and then to the ground.
And the geese go ‘round and I look around
But I won’t look at my neighbour, I’m afraid of what I
Found or not, didn’t look around,
But I found it without looking, what if he found out?
I meet our neighbour when he comes around
To mend a broken fence and a broken heart.
He’s a woodworker and he knows his trade
And he goes into the forest and then back again.
I tend the geese and I milk my time
And I walk into the forest when the moon is high.
And the moon goes ‘round and I walk around
And I wander off the path and I’m never found.
And the moon goes ‘round, and I walk around
And I sleepwalk in the forest and I’m never found,
And the moon goes ‘round and I walk around
And I don’t know what I’m doing in my sleep so sound.
I tried to be good but it’s not good enough
And enough is not good for my hot, hot heart.
Green is the forest with a stony path
And the river is not far and it’s deep and dark.
So build us a boat and let’s go downstream
Or I’ll jump into the river and you’ll never see me,
(Me) for you and you for me,
So build us a boat and let’s go downstream,
Build us a boat and let’s go downstream
Or I’ll jump into the river and you’ll never see me,
(Me) for you and you for me,
So build us a boat and let’s go downstream.
I’ll build us a boat and we’ll go downstream,
So don’t jump into the river.
I’ll build us a boat and we’ll go downstream,
So don’t jump into the river.
Me for you and you for me.
Me for you and you for me.
Me for you and you for me.
You build us a boat and we’ll go downstream
Or I’ll jump into the river.
Written in December 2017
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I, I keep coming by,
Never told me how and why, no.
Out of air into the sea,
Out of water to the rock, go.
'Cross the plains and to the hills,
Where the happy daffodils grow.
Glitter, glitter in the rain,
Perfect petals for the day grew.
A hungry sheep will lick you up,
Crush you shapeless in the bright noon.
It will eat your body to the bone,
Tame the tummy to the tone too,
Ooo...
CHORUS:
And wing after wing goes weeby-deeby-dab,
The wind has blown, it's gonna take you up.
Fin after fin goes flippy-tippy-flap,
The ocean's strong, it's gonna pull you back.
Foot after foot goes tippy-tippy-tap,
The Earth is big, it's gonna spin you 'round, yeah,
Foot after foot goes tippy-tippy-tap,
The Earth is heavy, it can break your luck, will do,
Ooo...
Let emotion take the pain,
Let the hunger dig the grave anew.
Let the stronger take a bite,
Free a soul without a fight, flew.
Out of thought back to the brain,
Out of life back to the chain, chew,
Ooo...
CHORUS:
And wing after wing goes weeby-deeby-dab,
The wind has blown, it's gonna take you up.
Fin after fin goes flippy-tippy-flap,
The ocean's strong, it's gonna pull you back.
Foot after foot goes tippy-tippy-tap,
The Earth is big, it's gonna spin you 'round, yeah,
Foot after foot goes tippy-tippy-tap,
The Earth is heavy, it can break you.
Wing after wing goes weeby-deeby-dab,
The wind has blown, it's gonna take you up.
Fin after fin goes flippy-tippy-flap,
The ocean's strong, it's gonna pull you back.
Foot after foot goes tippy-tippy-tap,
The Earth is big, it's gonna spin you 'round, yeah,
Foot after foot goes tippy-tippy-tap,
The Earth is heavy.
Wing after wing goes weeby-deeby-dab,
The Earth is heavy.
Fin after fin goes flippy-tippy-flap,
The Earth is heavy.
Foot after foot goes tippy-tippy-tap,
The Earth is heavy.
Written some time in 2013, I think.
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When God created Earth,
He took some leftovers
And He recycled.
From different bits that were left
He made a grey insect,
Wings in a triangle.
He said hello to me,
He asked me where I’d live,
I said: what’s left?
Everything has a place,
Let no waste go to waste,
I’ll live in dirt.
I am the drain fly.
Nobody likes me.
I’m an intruder to you.
I’m nowhere welcome.
Nobody calls me
Beautiful.
Of all the space in the world
There’s so little that I want,
So little I need.
Give me where it’s damp and dank,
A corner of sewage pipe
Is heaven to me.
Let me call it my home,
Let me be born there and grow,
And eat, and breathe.
And when my wings get strong,
I might come visit your home,
Don’t mind me.
I am a drain fly.
Nobody wants me
On their bathroom wall.
I am so little,
I hurt nobody,
But they want me gone.
When God created Earth,
He took some bits that were left
And then He made me.
I’m thankful for all life gives,
Thankful for my grey wings,
I hide and seek.
I hide from everyone big,
I seek the safe damp stink
And I am me.
I am a drain fly.
Written in August 2023
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Cat is on the cherry tree.
From the top branch looks at me.
But it’s only cat’s sweet dream,
Cat is always in, in, in, in.
Cat is with you and with me.
Cat is what keeps us happy.
If cat goes, I’ll lose my soul
In the darkness, oh, oh, oh, no.
Close the door ‘cause the cat wants to escape, my love.
Close the door ‘cause the cat wants to escape, my love.
And outside it’s getting darker
And I think I lost a bet
‘Cause I thought that I’d get smarter
But it hasn’t happened yet.
Oh, close the door ‘cause the cat wants to escape, my love.
Other species come and go.
Fish die and get eaten, oh.
Snails get daily trodden on,
Bears and wolves get shot, shot, shot, shot.
Cat is unaware of that.
Cat is force and force is cat.
Should cat leave we’ll all be lost,
So keep this door closed, closed, closed, closed.
Close the door ‘cause the cat wants to escape, my love.
Close the door ‘cause the cat wants to escape, my love.
And outside it’s getting darker
And I think I lost a bet
‘Cause I thought that I’d get smarter
But it hasn’t happened yet.
And outside it’s getting darker,
Help me, cat, I lost my soul,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, no!
Close the door ‘cause the cat wants to escape, my love.
Close the door ‘cause the cat wants to escape, my love.
Close the door.
Close the door.
Close the door.
Written in 2009
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They brought the paints from far away,
They put the paints on a little ball made of clay.
They made me blue with golden eyes,
They made me look like a fish but out of water I thrive.
Oh, the sea is not for me, give me land instead.
Oh, the waves would murder me, give me a forest bed.
They made me too a little friend,
They painted him bright red, in a tree made him stand.
They made him look up in the sky,
He doesn't see me down here but hears me cry.
Our time will come to be when the wind gets wild.
May the wild wind shake you free from the tree, my love.
My spirit lifts when my body runs,
I found them in the woods, they hurt to be apart.
Two brightly hearted figurines,
They want to be together, and so I sing:
Oh, may the earth jump and dance, make the blue fish fly.
Oh, may the wind get wild and shake little birdie down.
Our time will come to be when the wind gets wild.
May the wild wind shake the tree, make it be, my love.
Our love will come to be when the wind gets wild.
May the wild wind shake the tree, make it be, my love.
Written in September 2023.
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You brush too hard
Your hair and teeth
Till your hair splits
And the enamel thins,
Your intention’s good
But you do too much,
Your brush is soft
But your touch is harsh.
You press and rub,
You do your best,
You hurt when you eat
And your hair’s a mess,
You know it could be nice,
But it looks like a nest
Of a bird that died
‘Cause it got depressed.
When I walk out of the dentist’s,
I hear he voice of the hygienist
Who says: there are those who barely brush their teeth
And then there are perfectionists like you.
And I don’t think I am a perfectionist,
I just want things done all right
And I like my mouth clean, that’s just the way I am,
And now you will hear about my experiences with love.
You give too much,
Learn to count to ten.
Not everyone
Knows how to share.
You pour your love
Into the deepest well,
You try to fill it up
Till you’ve nothing left.
You fly and try,
You hang around,
You keep in touch,
Make pretty sounds,
You sing your song
On the brittlest branch
And you get a crumb,
But it isn’t much.
When I walk out of the dentist’s,
I decide to stand up for myself:
I’ll eat on some days and fast on other days
And on those days I won’t need to brush my teeth at all.
I’m a winner, I’m a champion,
I am not a mere perfectionist,
I decide, I have this freedom,
I will eat on Wednesdays and Saturdays.
Written in August 2023
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On March 8th 2024, I played my songs in Katubaari Axu, a music bar in Tampere where I very much like to perform.
It was a regular night, like many others. Which means: it was a unique night because every night is different. Every night has its own special mood and spirit.
I recorded the performance and out of over 20 songs I played I chose ten. Here they are.
Come see me live some time.
