looking back(A.Melleby, 10.31.2015)

looking back
at times
when no sense
made more sense
than anything else
looking back
at the autumn leaves
on the lawn of my life
that left more colors
than any rainbow
in my mind

if there´s anything to be learned from this
if there´s anything that can be taught by this
wearing your shirt on the inside out
making the words on your chest
sound twisted and funny
laughing ourselves off the very chairs
we find our bottoms on

a conversation without an end
at least that´s what it feels like
whenever our eyes meet
whenever our words start dancing
whenever our words fill the room
whenever we own the attention
whenever we own and control the aura
together

looking back
at times
when no sense
made more sense
than anything else
looking back
at the autumn leaves
on the lawn of my life
that left more colors
than any rainbow
in my mind

I see
and I believe
promise
always to never
be far
away
from me

famous last words

famous last words(A.Melleby, 10.29.2015)

running out of words
to say
running out of birds
of prey
I guess I´ll be hunting alone
from now on

there are times when my hunger for you
outdo my hunger for another meal
time and time again you´ve showed me who
and proven to be the real deal
over, over and over
again

listen up
give me a sign to read
give me a sign to read
famous last words
I´m still waiting

there´s no need to fight our existence
there´s no need to fight what´s real
there´s no need to fight what meets you in the mirror
each and every day
of your life

I go
give me a sign to read
give me a sign to read
famous last words
I´m still waiting
give me a sign to read
give me a sign to read
famous last words
I´m still waiting

at least give me shallow lake to swim in
give me a wave to surf on
give me light I turn on
every time I want to see you in front of me
forever hunting vanished love

I still go
give me a sign to read
give me a sign to read
famous last words
I´m still waiting
give me a sign to read
give me a sign to read
I´m still waiting
famous last words

famous last words
I´m still waiting
love´s not a resting matter
at all

you stepped into my life as a woman and walked out on me like a man

you stepped into my life as a woman
and walked out on me like a man(A.Melleby, 10.21.2015)

I asked
to the howling
of the Northern winds
and you replied
the wrong answer
to the right question
as the sun was rising

a love song sung in pain
a soul pounded by the rain
over our love in vain
driving me completely insane
can´t you see
can´t you feel
I am the real deal
a love song sung in pain
a soul pounded by the rain
over our love in vain
driving me completely insane
a love song sung in pain

over my dead body
you replied
that´s ok, honey
it won´t be necessary
nodding looking into your sky blues
before we turned our backs
and walked away from each other

you stepped into my life as a woman
and walked out on me like a man

a love song sung in pain
a soul pounded by the rain
over our love in vain
driving me completely insane
can´t you see
can´t you feel
I am the real deal
a love song sung in pain
a soul pounded by the rain
over our love in vain
driving me completely insane
a love song sung in pain

you stepped into my life as a woman
and walked out on me like a man
you stepped into my life as a woman
and walked out on me like a man
you stepped into my life as a woman
and walked out on me like a man

slithered ego

slithered ego(A.Melleby, 10.15.2015)

I was looking
but never knew
what I´d found
until you were gone

lovers at heart
lovers at bay
never saw the day coming
before I watched you going

as it turned out
the only thing you lost
was a slithered ego
as it turned out
the only thing you lost
was a slithered ego

come feed me
come be me
and see yourself evolve
in the mirror
in front of you

1965 was a very good year
especially to those
who were born that year
no  need to get run over
any time soon

as it turned out
the only thing you lost
was a slithered ego
as it turned out
the only thing you lost
was a slithered ego

if there´s no blood
there´s no love
dodging bullets of hate
creates no common fate
if there´s no blood
there´s no love

as it turned out
the only thing you lost
was a slithered ego
as it turned out
the only thing you lost
was a slithered ego

as the story goes
egos can be replaced
unlike what pumps the red
to the very end of every vain
in your heavenly body

as it turned out
the only thing you lost
was a slithered ego
as it turned out
the only thing you lost
was a slithered ego

my will is your way

my will is your way(A.Melleby, 10.09.2015)

I know you take me for granted
but every time my heart beats
it aches

stoned out of your mind
for all the wrong reasons
maybe it´s time to get real
and get rid of the demon on your back
before it launches its final attack
can you feel the breath

hey
this is the only way out of it
love
ripping a hole in your heart
silence
the start of everything´s that´s good
shut up and listen
I´ll guide you on through
it´s what love is all about
my will is your way
love

another alley
another dead end road
another pill to swallow
another hangover that won´t pass
mountains are to be climbed
don´t you understand

losing grip
trying to pass
the first rock up the hill
the one passed by all the others
still crawling
when will you ever learn

hey
this is the only way out of it
love
ripping a hole in your heart
silence
the start of everything´s that´s good
shut up and listen
I´ll guide you on through
it´s what love is all about
my will is your way
love

hey
this is the only way out of it
love
ripping a hole in your heart
silence
the start of everything´s that´s good
shut up and listen
I´ll guide you on through
it´s what love is all about
my will is your way
love

my will is your way

another kind of high

another kind of high(A.Melleby, 10.09.2015)

open another can of bad
to make you feel good
well meant intentions
still a long way to go

keeping up with the Joneses
until it was all engulfed in flames
getting it back
no insurance could ever replace it

to hit another kind of high
you gotta hit it low
to hit another kind of high
you gotta go slow

creating an alibi
getting ready to testify
what you think may have
may not be what you`ve got

speed bumps on the freeway
won´t get the car far
hoping for a ride
to get you outta here

to hit another kind of high
you gotta hit it low
to hit another kind of high
you gotta go slow

to hit another kind of high
you gotta hit it low
to hit another kind of high
you gotta go slow

another kind of high

hotwire

hotwire(A.Melleby, 10.11.2015)

giving in
to evil sin
flashes in the night
thunder crashing down
shaking my ground

the sister of evil
showing her face
from the other side
of the Victorian mirror
on my wall

my gothic princess
my beauty through the ages
I beg your pardon, but
you can´t hotwire a heart
to take it back to the start
you can´t hotwire a heart

ten lifetimes and counting
perfect angel skin
fighting to get what you want
a soul shining from within
aura domina

coked up and ready to go
ditching your plate of spaghetti at the Rainbow
hitting the Hollywood Strip
ramming the Whisky a Go Go
to find me gone

my gothic princess
my beauty through the ages
I beg your pardon, but
you can´t hotwire a heart
to take it back to the start
you can´t hotwire a heart

my gothic princess
my beauty through the ages
I beg your pardon, but
you can´t hotwire a heart
to take it back to the start
you can´t hotwire a heart

blind as a bat

blind as a bat(A.Melleby, 10.09.2015)

we´re born alone
and most of us die alone
isn´t that a fact
some us even spend our lives
nothing but apart
isn´t that a fact

what is left to lose
when you never went for anything at all
next time around
at least aim and miss for anything at all
to justify being alive

I can´t change who you are
the night will pass anyway
blind as a bat
millions of books are written
but you never read between the lines
blind as a bat

stung by the bees
that were supposed to give your garden life
now, how about that
you´ve had enough silver spoons in your mouth
to feed you for a lifetime
and many more

I can´t change who you are
the night will pass anyway
blind as a bat
millions of books are written
but you never read between the lines
blind as a bat

I can´t change who you are
the night will pass anyway
blind as a bat
millions of books are written
but you never read between the lines
blind as a bat

hands to touch

hands to touch(A.Melleby, 10.03.2015)
 
let me touch you skin
you are only reachable from within
if there´s a place I´d rather be
it would be where
the only way I can care
for you                                                                                                                    

hands to touch
skin from within
a voice from another universe
shaking the ground
and expanding borders
as the virgin sets sail
and conquers everything
everything you never were
nor ever will be
hands to touch
skin from within

let me touch you skin
you are only reachable from within
if there´s a place I´d rather be
it would be where
the only way I can care
for you  

hands to touch
skin from within
a voice from another universe
shaking the ground
and expanding borders
as the virgin sets sail
and conquers everything
everything you never were
nor ever will be
hands to touch
skin from within

let me touch you skin
you are only reachable from within
if there´s a place I´d rather be
it would be where
the only way I can care
for you  

hands to touch

   

a poetic voice

a poetic voice(A.Melleby, 10.03.2015)

never get in between a poet and his pen
someone never said
words will never speak again
is what could have been said
I know better than that
those words
in the order they´re written
belong to me

a poetic voice
is what I am
a poetic voice
is who I am
a poetic voice
is who I´ll always be

please misunderstand me right
please read between the lines
where the true colors of the words
are to be found
giving light to your dark asylum
giving you a voice to speak
ain´t it funny
life´s no laughing matter

a poetic voice
is what I am
a poetic voice
is who I am
a poetic voice
is who I´ll always be

the darker it gets
the more light will be shed
I will keep on pouring the best
from the deepest debts of my very soul
until you surface again
until you feel again
when you feel real again
welcome as you are

a poetic voice
is what I am
a poetic voice
is who I am
a poetic voice
is who I´ll always be

never get between a poet and his pen
someone never said

a poetic voice
is who I am

author meets the reader

author meets the reader

my words don´t mean shit to me
but they may mean something to someone else
and that´s the reason I´ll keep on writing
songs that´ll never be heard
songs that only exist in your head
but promise me one thing
always play them
and play them loud
they´re the fence you never have to jump
the mountain you never have to climb
and the ocean you never have to cross
all there for you
all the time
so play them
and play them loud

and smile next time someone says:
-it´s all in your head

-arnold melleby

a song for nostalgic brokenhearted souls

a song for nostalgic brokenhearted souls(A.Melleby,10.02.2015)

I recognize any sound, color and frame
wherever I go, whatever I do
we´ll never breathe the same air again
nothing´ll ever be the same
ever again

off the pavement
only to bounce back
knocked out again
as daylight hit your face
nightfall all over again

this is a song for song for nostalgic brokenhearted souls
it´ll always be a part of what you missed
it´ll always be a part of what you lost
this is a song for song for nostalgic brokenhearted souls
it´ll always be a part of what you´ll never be

you came into my head
just like an epic song of the past
that came, conquered and never left
you are still alive in my consciousness, heart and soul
wherever I go
and wherever I do not

this is a song for song for nostalgic brokenhearted souls
it´ll always be a part of what you missed
it´ll always be a part of what you lost
this is a song for song for nostalgic brokenhearted souls
it´ll always be a part of what you´ll never be

off the pavement
only to bounce back
knocked out again
as daylight hit your face
nightfall all over again

this is a song for song for nostalgic brokenhearted souls
it´ll always be a part of what you missed
it´ll always be a part of what you lost
this is a song for song for nostalgic brokenhearted souls
it´ll always be a part of what you´ll never be

Luna Park

Luna Park(A.Melleby, 10.02.2015)

I´m not accustomed to no´s
and I ask all the time
just like when we met
at Luna Park
when you told me no
we´ve been together
ever since

Luna Park
is where we met
Luna Park
is where we´ll always meet
Luna Park
is where time stands still
see you at Luna Park

I keep on asking you
all the time
I keep being the cat
dragging things
into the house
all the time

as you taught me
I hug a tree
from time to time
it ain´t all that bad
in spite of
a few dozens funny looks
from time to time

underwhelmed
and then overwhelmed
nothing in between
apart from sin
please sink into my hole
be a part of
what made you


I´m not accustomed to no´s
and I ask all the time
just like when we met
at Luna Park
when you told me no
we´ve been together
ever since

Luna Park
is where we met
Luna Park
is where we´ll always meet
Luna Park
is where time stands still
see you at Luna Park

Luna Park
is where we met
Luna Park
is where we´ll always meet
Luna Park
is where time stands still
see you at Luna Park