the eyes of the perfect stranger(Arnold Melleby, 03.28.2017)

I am a man and here I am
full of love, color and anger
tall I stand ready to hit the shore

what kind of land I am in for
I do not know
I threw the map away a long time ago

sailing the mighty oceans
hitting land after too many mouthfuls of salty water
I`m here to conquer not just to go ashore

maybe I`ll find someone to love
apart from whom I`ve faced in the mirror
each and every day of this voyage

my feet on dry land and sand between my toes
I set fire to my ship and push it back out to sea
perhaps another mistake, I do not know

what I came here to find
might be hidden in between the lines
in the logbook I never wrote

I look around as I lie down on the beach
watching my ship sink as it passes the reef
where are the ones I was supposed to conquer

am I all alone
draped in loneliness
all over again

the darkness of the night
soon cast shadows over my sleeping, weary soul
and left my lonely thoughts astray

in my dreams I saw it all
the eyes of the perfect stranger
finally looked my way

everything was in a perfect sense of order
puffy clouds, butterflies and sunsets into forevermore
waking up on the cold and lonely beach

the eyes of the perfect stranger
is nowhere within sight
and my mirror is all but gone

head down in the sand
looking up into the bluest of skies
a fogfilled brain ready to surrender

whatever happens to me
happens to me
where are the eyes of my perfect stranger

the last breath(Arnold Melleby, 03.27.2017)

the last breath
you ever ever breathe
should be a good one
don`t ya think

the last touch
you ever make
should be a soft one
shouldn`t it

I`ve had it
and I`ve lost it more than once
that`s why I still sing the song
that has it all
without it
I am nothing

do you understand
do you get it
if not
walk a mile or two
in my shoes

nothing`s carved in stone
unless you carve it
yourself

the last breath
you ever ever breathe
should be a good one
don`t ya think

the last touch
you ever make
should be a soft one
shouldn`t it

loving
is letting go
as life turns out
even it is so

the last breath
you ever ever breathe
should be a good one
don`t ya think

the last touch
you ever make
should be a soft one
shouldn`t it

loving
is letting go
as life turns out
even it is so

the last breath
should be a good one

got me by the balls(Arnold Melleby, 03.27.2017)

there was a whale
and I jumped up in a tree
from a distance
you wondered why

when birds hit the sky
I hid behind clouds
from a closer distance
still the face of a questionmark

finally there was love
I had nowhere to hide
from within me
you were all of a sudden looking out

got me by the balls
enough said
you went over my head
and broke down the walls
I`d built up
over a couple of centuries

I used to hang out
with your sister
untill your brother
showed up at my door
then I got the score
showing the whore
my door

as it turned out
you were just like her
weren`t you
as the table turned
and the light came in
it turned out
you were just like her

got me by the balls
and by the way
who the fuck needs enemies
when I have friends like you

bare(Arnold Melleby, 03.19.2017)

bare me
bare it all
bare the truth
and tell me a lie

I´ll be there soon
can you smell the raccoon
it´s just not fair
to compare
a ghost to its shadow

so I give in
to an unavoidable sin
slid my gold card
through the crack in the door
and let myself in

some times it´s hard
to tell heaven from hell
some times it´s hard
to tell hell from heaven
some times it´s hard
to differ you from the rest

lies tend to come easy
if you know the tricks of the trade
I was here for me
when you needed me most
I never traveled far
to get close
to the circle of trust
and the angel of dust

give me a reason to stay awake
and I´ll fall asleep
and reach a deeper state of eternal rest
than ever reached before
only to awake
when love comes knocking on my door

bare
is what I am

what I want(Arnold Melleby, 03.19.2017)

I caught you with the fries
trying to catch up
before the sun set
I´d seen it all

I came with a worry
to watch you walk away
like a saint
an angel on the loose
heaven sent
there´s no question
about that

to relive what once were
is what I want
you´re claim to fame
being the pain
you sent my way
when you decided
that my heart wasn´t big enough
to hold your dreams
what once were
is what I want

just like any sun
it won`t shine
unless you show
the right side

I caught you with the fries

trying to catch up

before the sun set

I´d seen it all

I came with a worry

to watch you walk away

like a saint

an angel on the loose

heaven sent

there´s no question

about that

to relive what once were

is what I want

you´re claim to fame

being the pain

you sent my way

when you decided 

that my heart wasn´t big enough

to hold your dreams

what once were

is what I want

what I want
is what I do not have
what I want
is beheld by you

I still keep the bed the way you left it(Arnold Melleby, 03.02.2017)

don´t ring the bell
unless you mean well
I played you well
and I demand you rule me right

don´t put me through hell
listen to my rebel yell
and it´ll all end swell
give it up without a fight

just like the light
scares darkness away
and keeps it astray
it´s the key
to open shut doors
then again, darkness
makes it all worth while
doesn´t it

I still keep the bed
the way you left it

don´t ring the bell

unless you mean well

I played you well

and I demand you rule me right

don´t put me through hell

listen to my rebel yell

and it´ll all end swell

give it up without a fight

holding on to eternity
one moment at the time
time flies
and so have you

I still keep the bed

the way you left it

I still keep the bed

the way you left it

I still keep the bed

the way you left it

like the clown I am(Arnold Melleby, 03.02.2017)

I bring a smile to my face
every time you are around
behind the mirror, though
there´s nothing but tears

like the clown I am
I keep carrying on

it´s all gone
we both know that
the honeycomb
is all but empty

one more turn
and it´s all over
you gotta twist your brain
and crunch your braincells
like you´ve never done before
left or right
what´ll be the score

like the clown I am

I keep carrying on

hand in hand

with a future

looking like the past

like a fresh breath of air

I saw the vision of a mountain

and someone I´d love to live by

only to wake up

to a nightmare instead of a dream

like the clown I am

I keep carrying on

hand in hand

with a future

looking like the past

like the clown I am

I keep carrying on

hand in hand

with a future

looking like the past