Lyrics
1Skyer – Singel
Skyer, vyer
Alt det eg såg sveva
Hjerter, smerter
Men alltid håvet heva
Gi meg kvardagsklenå
Knytt varme skjerf rundt trenå
Når aller minst du vente det
Vil lysene du tente
Visa veiEg tror ikkje på svart og kvitt
Me har alle nåke, eg har mitt
Men om me sitte samen litt
Finne me ut av det
Og eg har velta mångt et bord
Fått allslags sår så aldri gror
Reist land og strand i sør og nord
Men ingenting slår havet
Eg har gått omkring åleina
Mens eg lengta itte deg
Men når ord har blitt te steinar
Har alltid skyene løfta megSkyer, vyer
Alt det eg såg sveva
Hjerter, smerter
Men alltid håvet heva
Gi meg kvardagsklenå
Knytt varme skjerf rundt trenå
Når aller minst du vente det
Kan brevene du sendte
Komma framTåkå ligge altfor tett
For ingen seie det så alle vett
Det handle om den sterkes rett
Om å snu seg itte vêret
Eg har lengta itte sjelero
Sitt långt itte ei aen sol
Har reist meg opp og skifta stol
Men det blir aldri nåke bere
Snart ska eg gå tebake
Te den tiå så gjør vondt
Vil bare ligga her på taket
Og sjå på skyene ei stundSkyer, vyer
Alt det eg såg sveva
Hjerter, smerter
Men alltid håvet heva
Gi meg kvardagsklenå
Knytt varme skjerf rundt trenå
Når aller minst me vente det
Vil broene me brente
Ta oss him
Skyer (Clouds)
Clouds, aspirations
Everything I saw hovering
Aches, hearts
But always with your head held high
Give me my working clothes
Tie warm scarves around the trees
When you least expect it
The lights you turned on
Will lead the wayI don’t believe in black and white
We all have something, I’ve got mine
But if we sit together for a little while
We’ll work it out
I have knocked over many a table
Got all kinds of wounds that will not heal
Been all over in the south and the north
But nothing beats the ocean
I have walked around alone while I longed for you
But when words have turned into stones, the clouds have always lifted meClouds, aspirations
Everything I saw hovering
Aches, hearts
But always with your head held high
Give me my working clothes
Tie warm scarves around the trees
When you least expect it
The letters that you wrote
Will be receivedThe fog is thick
Because nobody is saying what everybody knows
It’s about the strongest’s right
About turning with the weather
I have longed for peace of mind
Looked long after a different sun
I have stood up and shifted chair
But nothing’s ever better
Soon I’ll go back to the time that hurts
Just want to lie here on the roof and watch the clouds for a whileClouds, aspirations
Everything I saw hovering
Aches, hearts
But always with your head held high
Give me my working clothes
Tie warm scarves around the trees
When we least expect it
The bridges that we burned
Will take us home
Credits
Produced by Kjetil Steensnæs and Tom Roger Aadland
Recorded at Athletic Sound, Halden by Dag Erik Johansen
and Undertone Studio, Lørenskog by Kjetil Steensnæs
Vocals recorded at ABC Studio, Etne by Kjetil Ulland
Mixed by Bård Ingebrigtsen
Mastered by Morgan Nicolaysen
Tom Roger Aadland: vocals, acoustic guitar
Kjetil Steensnæs: acoustic and electric guitar, mellotron, backing vocals
David Wallumrød: keyboards
Bjørn Holm: bass, backing vocals
Karl Oluf Wennerberg: drums
Lise Sørensen Voldsdal: violin, viola
Words & music: Tom Roger Aadland
Artwork: Raffaele Malanga, Far Studios
Photo: Øystein Viland