Saturday, August 19, 2017

the call of the wild(Arnold Melleby, 08.19.2017)

clowds moving rapidly
just above my head
across the horizon
I confess
it`s all
so much greater
than me

I can feel
when I reel
my catch
of the day
when it hits the deck
of a ship I just rammed

the call of the wild
is what`s calling me
all the time
the call of the wild
is me

some times
I find myself in a dream
going a 100 miles an hour
on a road full of holes
backwards, in overdrive

what do you do
what do you say
when you awake
when the only one around
is your own shadow
when you wake up

the call of the wild
is what`s calling me
all the time
the call of the wild
is me

the call of the wild
is what`s calling me
all the time
the call of the wild
is me

just let me rule
just let me do
what I do best

the call of the wild
is what`s calling me
all the time
the call of the wild
is me

the call of the wild
is me


Friday, August 18, 2017

day by day(Arnold Melleby, 08.18.2017)

the dark walls
of the bedroom chamber
hide the secrets
behind your truth

the screams into the night
were never heard
time and time again
you were left to burn

there was money to be earned
but never lessons to be learned
making a living
inhaling what others
exhale

it all seemed
to be going on forever
until the day
there was a kiss
different from the ones
painting your canvas
in all but darkness
sharpening your senses
letting the light in

day by day
slowly coming back to life
like a cat
coming out of hibernation
one step at a time
slowly learning
day by day
the night is
where the day is born
and darkness
is the light
day by day

day by day





rest in me(Arnold Melleby, 08.18.2017)

headlines pan the way
headlights expose road
and gives you a reason to move on
if you can find a trail
to an ocean where you can set sail
from the deep you have risen
from the deep you shall still arise

rest in me

even the rain
came in late
my life`s been a trip
I don`t think I ever
wanna go back
alright
I left my fate
to the night

rest in me

a gated house
a godforsaken land
that was never promised
but granted by the ones
that always know better
too bad it never came with a key
where you find me
is not necessarily where I wanna be

rest in me

drops of blood
on linen draping the bedpost
of an undone bed
a string of lies
leading to one truth
to the death of you
oh, my god
what have you done to yourself

rest in me

a turn indeed
but not for the better
I wish I knew more then
than I do now
I wish you had awoken
long before
you went to sleep
for the very last time

rest in me








Saturday, August 12, 2017

perfect imperfections(Arnold Melleby, 08.12.2017)

I`m listening to songs from the other side
which side are you on
it doesn`t really matter
I can hear you loud and clear
anyway

goodbye narrow path
welcome universe
as it turns out
love`s not really yours
just like your car
just like your house
just like your cat
it belongs to a bank

I would get down on my knees
if I knew
you`d pray for me
perfect imperfections
I`m talkin` `bout
you and I

when love`s no longer enough
what else is there to do
what else is there to live by
the air I breathe
is the very same
you were bred in
no matter where your mother
decided to make your bed
in those early years

time will tell
if it all turns out well
but wouldn`t it be swell
if this gave us all
a story to tell
long lost and forgotten
will be the tears we all cried
to make this happen
once and for all

if I knew
you`d pray for me
perfect imperfections
I`m talkin` `bout
you and I

perfect imperfections
perfect imperfections
perfect imperfections
you and I
may never die
perfect imperfections
perfect imperfections
perfect imperfections
I`m talkin` `bout
you and I

our only alibi
is our
perfect imperfections








two lives(Arnold Melleby, 08.12.2017)


got a notebook full of words
right next to my mac
a glass of wine too
just to chill my head

now, what the fuck happened to you
I guess you had no sense of pride
when all you did was hide
a washed out bedroom
and a ceiling free of stars
seeing your future
remain in the past

a roaming engine
burning on fuel
from decades ago
a spark in the night
if you think it would work better
I don´t know
what you gather, I´m told
is yours
and what I gather
is mine

give me something
to believe in
tell me something
worth listening to
show me something  
worth putting my eyes on
and I´ll give it to you
as well

got a notebook full of words
right next to my mac
a glass of wine too
just to chill my head

years and years it took
my head I shook
to read a book
not written
is always hard
if you look at it
from the soft side

give me something
to believe in
tell me something
worth listening to
show me something  
worth putting my eyes on
and I´ll give it to you
as well

Thursday, August 3, 2017

I can hardly move(Arnold Melleby, 08.03.2017)

coked up
pepsied down
I thought there was more

I can hardly move
but I know I`m in the groove
what`s bad for you
is good for me
what`s good for you
is bad for me

disturbed by the itchy panda in the corner
a blind spot there, world
impossible to ignore
unless you remove the mirrors
that unable us to look back
in time

crossing fingers
for what`s ahead
of tomorrow

drums roam the night
and take up the fight
to beat the rhythm

I can hardly move
but I know I`m in the groove
what`s bad for you
is good for me
what`s good for you
is bad for me

brilliant
is the word
it`s like nothing
I`ve ever heard
before

some
deserve more
because
they`ve given more
over time

I can hardly move
but I know I`m in the groove
what`s bad for you
is good for me
what`s good for you
is bad for me

I can hardly move
but I know I`m in the groove
what`s bad for you
is good for me
what`s good for you
is bad for me