give me a fucking break(Arnold Melleby, 07.31.2018)

you and I
are on our way
need some rest
before we wear out
in a world getting darker
tagged as an idiot if you praise the light

there`s no doubt
this is heavy
and I need a break

to find love ain`t good for you
it ain`t good for reality
don`t dare to say I love you
afraid of what my world may think of me

there`s no doubt
this is heavy
and I need a break

there`s no doubt
this is heavy
and I need a break

give me
give me
give me a fucking break

give me
give me
give me a fucking break

our thoughts always travel far and beyond
to be important is a must
to fall in love ain`t original
and if you say so it`s shaded with doubt

there`s no doubt
this is heavy
and I need a break

there`s no doubt
this is heavy
and I need a break

give me
give me
give me a fucking break

give me
give me
give me a fucking break

California style(Arnold Melleby, 07.28.2018)

wild weather
you are wilder
look at the crowd
have always been there
always depended on you
and not the other way around

they give
to please themselves
your guide gave you the horizon
although, sadly enough
he wasn`t blessed
with sight and vision himself

the mountain was calling
and you answered
loud and clear
giving into the fear
carried for too far, too long
until destiny caught up with you

California style
making me go crazy
smokin` up a storm
shakin` the ground
California style
not talkin` about
the weather

the sun rose
never mind
I wasn`t your kind
anyway, although I was
sitting right next to you
smiling

you don`t have to be a snake
and your tale don`t have to rattle
but it helps
to get the point through to you
wild weather
is not to be blamed

California style
making me go crazy
smokin` up a storm
shakin` the ground
California style
not talkin` about
the weather

California style
making me go crazy
smokin` up a storm
shakin` the ground
California style
not talkin` about
the weather

come what may(Arnold Melleby, 07.27.2018)

you took the fun
out of hell
and created a spell
with no story to tell
just like the ghost
trying to brake it

just like the doll
trying to save it
you move on
and make the best
of it
win or lose

tin foil lust
of the paper boy`s crust
it`ll come back to haunt you
unless you release what`s in it
for the ones who stand to gain
your understanding

as he broke with his god of choice
who told you
he was going to part with the bark
well, we all know
he never liked trees, anyway
he once even shot a barking dog

a part of a mosquito nation
even if you don`t live there
you`re out all night
to catch the day
but a single ray of light
is still all it takes to lead you astray

leaving you wondering
asking questions
only you and no one else can or will answer
why is this life killing me
or is this just a perfect uppertunity
to actually grow up

what have I done
not to deserve this
come what may
but I was here first

wilderness(Arnold Melleby, 07.02.2018)

there`s unrest in the air
like the feet of Fred Astaire
tapping relentlessly across the horizon

like a born again mass murderer
you grabbed the bull by the balls
and let it all hang out

wilderness
wilderness
I am weary
wilderness
wilderness
I am tired
wilderness
wilderness
please give me shelter
I need to rest my head

there`s unrest in the air
like the feet of Fred Astaire
tapping relentlessly across the horizon

what`s the damage, Charlie asked
well, your head`s missing
but, other than that you seem to be ok

time flies
and so do I
it`s hard to tell what`s real from what`s not

wilderness
wilderness
I am weary
wilderness
wilderness
I am tired
wilderness
wilderness
please give me shelter
I need to rest my head

enough said