Saturday, December 3, 2022

in the belly of the beast(Arnold Melleby, 12.03.2022)

I need you

like heaven needs a pest

I`d be better off

getting hit in the head by Dimorphos

no, no girl

not today


your latter is the only one

I have yet to climb

to get past and beyond

your systematic madness


some of us are born a rose

lighting up the day

others end up a thorn in your side

or even worse

in your heart


I`m playing with your best friend

way up in a canopy

where you can`t reach us

I`m in the belly of the beast

playing with your best friends

camel toe


I`m in the belly of the beast

I`m in the belly of the beast

I`m in the belly of the beast

I`m in the belly of the beast

I`m in the belly of the beast

I`m in the belly of the beast

I`m in the belly of the beast


what are you gonna do now

little one

what are you gonna do now

little one


I`m in the belly of the beast



Friday, November 25, 2022

shine moon(Arnold Melleby, 2007)

 

blooming in the middle of December

she’s sitting on my lap

as I’m trying to get to the bottom of her sin

 

driving through Arizona

driving myself insane

this world wasn’t made for us

the moon’s not big enough

to shine on both of us

 

I lie awake

staring at a moonlit sky

on the hood of my mustang

my ride of choice

as I travel through the valleys

as I travel through the deserts

I lie awake

thinking of you

 

shine

shine moon

shine on me

 

those honorary bells of commitment

only rang in my head

the solitary rings of forever

were both broken

long before they were ever made

 

I lie awake

staring at the moonlit sky

on the hood of my mustang

my ride of choice

as I travel through the valleys

as I travel through the deserts

I lie awake

thinking of you

 

shine

shine moon

shine on me

 

shine

shine moon

shine on me

Tuesday, October 4, 2022

damn it, Texas(Arnold Melleby, 10.04.2022)

you promised me heaven

but gave me hell

a ghost from the past

striking behind

enemy lines  

living amongst the sweet little lies


through the soft rains of April

I became a man of three words

softspoken and unaware

of the the pain

that removed the ground

upon where I placed my very feet 


damn it, Texas

why did you lie to me

whan you could have told me the  truth

damn it, Texas

can you imagine

what we could have been

if we still were


meanwhile I got high

to catch you low

just like an actor getting lost in a script

I could`t get my act together

to play the role of someone

only you could have written


damn it, Texas

why did you lie to me

whan you could have told me the  truth

damn it, Texas

can you imagine

what we could have been

if we still were


tryin` to bring down an elephant

with a BB gun 

ain`t very Texas at all


damn it, Texas

why did you lie to me

whan you could have told me the  truth

damn it, Texas

can you imagine

what we could have been

if we still were


damn it, Texas

why did you lie to me

whan you could have told me the  truth

damn it, Texas

can you imagine

what we could have been

if we still were










Saturday, September 10, 2022

the pain I feel is yours for real(Arnold Melleby, 09.10.2022)

you left a number

for us all to call

a seven-digit key

to unravel your voice 


on roads less travelled

you left your footprints

in the sand now blown away

replaced by geckos and echoes of you


as the open tundra quiet down

if you listen carefully

you can still hear a sound

chanting your name as if it was all a game

silent whispers in the dark

mirroring traces from a not so distant past

you had your way and you had your say

the seeds you planted never harvested enough for you to stay


the pain I feel

is yours for real

you don`t have to look far to find it

as it trails your shadow wherever you went

leaving a royal scent

and the ghost towering your foreverpresent aura 

won`t ever descent

the pain I feel

is yours for real


for some of us the rain came too soon

living a daydream on a sunny beach flushed away by a monsoon

coconuts and branches off of threes from distant shores

crowding the shore

the one you once called your own

thoughts, visions, encounters and visions 

all but gone

but I can assure you never forgotten


the pain I feel

is yours for real

you don`t have to look far to find it

as it trails your shadow wherever you went

leaving a royal scent

and the ghost towering your foreverpresent aura 

won`t ever descent

the pain I feel

is yours for real




Tuesday, August 9, 2022

I could dive into your eyes and disappear forever(Arnold Melleby, 08.09.2020)

a pair of steel grays 

looking up at a blue sky

an ocean full of waves

she`ll never cross

a pair of steel grays

looking the other way

away


bent outta shape

shaped by the winds

blowing her way

and the ones

that never came even close

my male intuition 

brought me to her cave

and in the split second our souls met 

I told her


I could dive into your eyes

and disappear forever


she nodded and turned her head

leaving me a cold shoulder

walking away while my angels 

whispering deep into my ears

don`t let her go don`t let her get away

giving me a last eye to eye glimpse

vanishing in a slow motion mode


teary eyed and emo to the core

I still went


I could dive into your eyes

and disappear forever


to make a long story short

this one never ends

and I still go


I could dive into your eyes

and disappear forever

emotions running wild

I could dive into your eyes

and disappear forever

skin to skin

I could dive into your eyes

and disappear forever

as two become one

I could dive into your eyes

and disappear forever


I could dive into your eyes

and disappear forever
















Sunday, June 19, 2022

reverse graffiti(Arnold Melleby, 06.19.2022)

whatever you put on

will come off

just give it time

don`t let the beauty inside

hide behind a realityshowdriven facade  


a shadow of two

older than time itself

it takes an arrow 

to know one

it takes an arrow

to be hit by one


tied to a tree

the arrow is drawn

and boom

hearts are falling

love keeps calling

blood keeps flowing


as the story goes

as time packs on another layer 

of the onion

like a case of reverse graffiti

time to peel and heal

and let the moonshine in


the colors once forgotten

the shapes once drawn

the touch of the brush

the touch of the hand

colors coming back to life

the way they were supposed to

perfectly immaculate 


reverse graffiti








Friday, May 6, 2022

Mr. Loco Poco(Arnold Melleby, 05.06.2022)

minding my own business

I found myself staring

into the greenest eyes of the horizon


a tabourine playing tunes

of a far too distant past

a twisted generational cast

trying to make it last

just to make ends meet


so you wake up in the morning

put on your slippers and start singing

happy, happy birthday to your kids

Mr. Loco Poco is at it again

he`s still asleep and he ain`t got no kids


minding my own business

I found myself staring

into the greenest eyes of the horizon

making me crazy

in a good way


fearing fire and ice

a match made in heaven

Mr. Loco Poco is at it again


minding my own business

I found myself staring

into the greenest eyes of the horizon

making me crazy

in a good way


minding my own business

I found myself staring

into the greenest eyes of the horizon

making me crazy

in a good way


Mr. Loco Poco is at it again


Saturday, April 9, 2022

seven sorrows and seven funerals(Arnold Melleby, 04.09.22)

like a lioness

years past her prime

gazing over the fields

she used to rule

reminiscing


the dust

the blistering heat

the love from a mother

the hopes that never got burried 

and always in sight to make you remember

you never let go

and stood tall

even when lying down


like a lioness

years past her prime

gazing over the fields

she used to rule

reminiscing


there was a time

there was a place

for everything

for ends to meet

for headlines and deadlines

and the whales to travel

across seven oceans to give birth


like a lioness

years past her prime

gazing over the fields

she used to rule

reminiscing


she can no longer feel

she can no longer feel

that she can break the spell

the spell that once gave the key

and the answer to the never ending question

when is her life going to end in death

when will she take my very last breath

untill the chimes sound the call of the wild in her still roams


like a lioness

years past her prime

gazing over the fields

she used to rule

reminiscing

one last time

making love

like lions

making love

like lions


seven sorrows and seven funerals

seven sorrows and seven funerals

seven sorrows and seven funerals

the lioness weeps

climbs up in a tree

and stays

and stays

and stays

seven sorrows and seven funerals


...to be continued








Saturday, February 12, 2022

epitaph(Arnold Melleby, 02.12.2022)

you had it in you

but you let it pass

picking a fight

just to lose

to wind you down

into the abyss


the epitaph

carved into your soul

down in Londinium

dancin` boogie woogie

with the bones

dug up from the past

the epitaph

lives on


look what the cat dragged out

look at the ghost 

the blast cast in stone

mirrored on the wall of shadows

standing right behind you


you had it in you

but you let it pass

picking a fight

just to lose

to wind you down

into the abyss


you had it in you

but you let it pass

picking a fight

just to lose

to wind you down

into the abyss


soulslinger

intergalactic surfer

moondust snorter

you just claimed your own life


the epitaph

carved into your soul

down in Londinium

dancin` boogie woogie

with the bones

dug up from the past

the epitaph

lives on


the epitaph

carved into your soul

down in Londinium

dancin` boogie woogie

with the bones

dug up from the past

the epitaph

lives on






Monday, February 7, 2022

no one walks down to the Troubadour any more(Arnold Melleby, 02.07.2022.)

wouldn`t it be cool 

to never ever

see you again

success and the adverse effect 

had no effect on you

you sold my soul

way before I took your shot


take it easy

they all chanted to

but I never did

please give `em all my regards

Linda, Joni, Cass, Frank, Jim and Buffalo

and all the rest


life

like it used to be

ain`t here 

no more


no one 

walks down to the Troubadour 

any more


you had a front seat

saw the big birds

flying across the sky

now you can`t help

to do nothing

but cry


no one 

no, no one

walks down to the Troubadour 

any more


Laurel Canyon

don`t breed like it used to

the farm`s off limits and the talent

have long flown

Laurel Canyon

how`s the real estate

really doing?


no one 

no, no one

walks down to the Troubadour 

any more


no one 

no, no one

walks down to the Troubadour 

no more



Thursday, January 27, 2022

serpentum(Arnold Melleby, 01.27.2022)

the bitter fruits of jealousy

made me go on a journey

a one way ticket

to a paradise

not known to man


a river known

running into an ocean unknown 

sailing the open seas

to get to know

what has no pages written

a shore has to be reached

and everyone is waiting

back home


serpentum

something reached into the ship

making everyone run for it

but there was nowhere to run to

serpentum was calling

and serpentum was heard

serpentum


the ride was rough

the waves unforgiving

the storm laughing

at every ship in its path

maybe

just maybe

the storm will let you through

but no


serpentum

something reached into the ship

making everyone run for it

but there was nowhere to run to

serpentum was calling

and serpentum was heard

serpentum


serpentum

something reached into the ship

making everyone run for it

but there was nowhere to run to

serpentum was calling

and serpentum was heard

serpentum


I entered the ship

and I never returned


serpentum

Sunday, January 23, 2022

it`s all lies(Arnold Melleby, 01.23.2022)

rumble

crushed dreams

veines drained dry

where the blood went

no one knows


more rumble

more devestation

more of what

your dark soul

can not handle


come daylight

come truth

come whatever`s going on

come crawling creatures

isvind awaits you


it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all a pack of lies


drained and bewildered

lost and confused

who`s in and who`s out

are you with the flame or against it

will the choking fog ever clear


a scream

a blast from a past

only the ones with the vision

can see and feel

armageddon wayfarers 


it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all a pack of lies


the walls are falling

the stories are to be told

the truth will prevail

as long as there are ears to listen

the truth will always be victorious


it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all a pack of lies


it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all lies

it`s all a pack of god damn lies














Saturday, January 22, 2022

watching love selfdestruct(Arnold Melleby, 01.22.2022)

breathing

staring at the ceiling

with my back down 

on the livingroom carpet

trying to make sense of love


giving it life

giving it hope

giving it a reason

to live on

just to watch it burn


I`m watching love selfdestruckt

I`m watching love selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

I`m watching love 

selfdestruckt


taking it to the next level in a flash

one step forward and two steps back

it always seems to end up off track

longing for it to return

living in the shadows


giving it life

giving it hope

giving it a reason

to live on

just to watch it burn


I`m watching love selfdestruckt

I`m watching love selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

I`m watching love 

selfdestruckt


giving it life

giving it hope

giving it a reason

to live on

just to watch it burn

just to watch it burn

just to watch it burn


I`m watching love selfdestruckt

I`m watching love selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

I`m watching love 

selfdestruckt


I`m watching love selfdestruckt

I`m watching love selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

selfdestruckt

I`m watching love 

selfdestruckt





Friday, January 21, 2022

hey, dad(Arnold Melleby, 01.21.22)

 hey, dad

where you at

can`t seem to find you

from where I`m at

hey, dad

where you at


a tyrant

sole ruler

a man

I call my dad


if you ever were to come looking for me

to see how my life has evolved

to see how I turned out

in spite of you

a face 

you never

you permitted

to see


there was a piano

in the hallway

but nobody ever dared

to play it

cause`, all I ever feared

was you


hey, dad

what do you say now

now, that you`re dying

hey, dad


did you ever care

if I challenged you

did you ever care

If I was there


hey, dad

what do you say now

now, that you`re dying

hey, dad