Chasing Stars

Look at how vast the sea is.
Tell me, can you see it?
The horizon seems so out of reach.
My path is in the darkness.
I’m headed for the mountains.
The stars are easier to reach up there.

So are you coming with me?

You taught me what a dream is
and how to believe it.
Pack you bags we’re chasing them down.
Darling, you amaze me.
Don’t you dare erase me.
Hold on tight I’m sure we’ll make it.

I don’t want to walk a crowded street.
I don’t want to sing this on my own.
I have just been following my feet.
Teach me how to dance on sparkly snow.

And if the stars choose to disappoint,
I’ll still be there for you.

The rain has turned to snow now.
I don’t really know how,
but somewhere down the line the stars became close friends of mine.
Shed a ray of starlight
across my road through the night.
I’m chasing down, chasing down the stars.

I don’t want to walk a crowded street.
I don’t want to sing this on my own.
I have just been following my feet.
Teach me how to dance on sparkly snow.

And if the stars choose to disappoint,
I’ll still be there for you.

The Mirror

I don’t know where to begin,
Been feeling tired all morning.
I don’t understand what I feel,
Nothing is real anymore.

I can’t see clearly at all.
Everything’s blurry with fog.
I’m doing everything wrong,
I don’t belong anymore.

I stare at the mirror
and there stands a stranger.
I’ve never seen her in my life.
She’s faking my laughter.
Is that my disaster?
She’s got my face, but that’s not my smile.

Don’t people knock anymore?
I’m done with opening doors.
He doesn’t love me I’m sure.
None of it fits anymore.

I stare at the mirror
and there stands a stranger.
I’ve never seen her in my life.
She’s faking my laughter.
Is that my disaster?
She’s got my face, but that’s not my smile.

She’s hiding something
She’s hiding from me
I’m finding
It’s all in the past and I’m breaking the glass!

I stare at the mirror
and there stands a stranger.
I’ve never seen her in my life.
She’s faking my laughter.
Is that my disaster?
She’s got my face, but that’s not my smile.

Reality

With eyes closed

I see what I want;

A blooming flower in a beautiful forest.

With eyes open

I see what is real;

A withering life in the dying woods.

-M.

Loneliness

Loneliness

is a stab through the heart,

but not fatal.

It leaves you bleeding

and hopelessly longing.

It leaves you cold

as the sun kisses a flower

and the wind hugs a tree.

As a boy loves a girl

it leaves you

with nothing, but a longing stare.

-M.

Oh, Moon

This is a song I’ve written. I originally wrote it as a poem, but removed two of the verses and added a chorus when a melody popped into my head.

Oh, Moon
Will you shine your light on me
Moon oh, moon
as I walk beneath your eyes?
Moon oh, moon
Would you light my darkest dream?
Moon oh, moon
Will you watch the sun rise?

(chorus)
If it rains tonight
If the stars refuse to shine
Don’t be scared tonight
It doesn’t mean goodbye.
If it rains tonight
If the clouds collide
Don’t be scared, oh, moon don’t cry.

Moon oh, moon
will you sing the songs I write
Moon oh, moon
as you smile and hold my hand?
Moon oh, moon
Will you dance with me tonight?
Moon oh, moon
Do you understand?

Moon oh, moon
Has the summer gone to waste?
Moon oh, moon
will the winter be too cold?
Moon oh, moon
Is it nothing I have chased?
Moon oh, moon
Are you scared of growing old?

Moon oh, moon
would you hide behind the sun
Moon oh, moon
if I said my prayers out loud?
Moon oh, moon
Would you turn your back and run?
Moon oh, moon
Could I ever make you proud?

Moon oh, moon
Don’t fall or fade away.
Moon oh, moon
Don’t leave me here alone.
Moon oh, moon
If we go our separate ways
Moon oh, moon
Would you ever come back home?

Dusk

Wrote this for a textmessege contest in Norway:

Original:

Solen maler vannet rødt
Nå er alt sagt og gjort.
Med blod og vin blir klarheten
Fordervet og gjemt bort.
Og så, før mørket faller,
En vakker stillhet…

English translation:

The sun paints the water red
Now all is said and done.
With blood and wine the clarity
Is tainted and hidden.
And then, before the darkness falls,
A beautiful silence.

Window of Your Mind

When you’re ill you spend all your time inside, in bed either sleeping or doing completely pointless things. When you’ve been isolated like that for a while, it’s hard to get your life back together again. I have, in addition to being ill, been slacking a bit schoolwise lately. I got my wakeup call and am now sitting at school with a rather clear view of the future. The future being the next month. The far future is way too distant and frightening to be seen clearly. Far too many “coincidences”. Yup, the future is a scary thing, but up until Christmas, I have my life quite figured out. Buy Christmas presents, trip to Croatia, tons of schoolwork and then Christmas. Time will tell what the new year will bring.

I1m really not sure what this post was about. just felt like writing. Not planning on revising and editing either.

-M.

Would You?

These are the lyrics to a song I wrote a little while ago. About being in love and all that

Would you ever take a chance on me?

Would you ever try to save me?

Would you ever kiss me in the rain?

Or would I make you feel ashamed?

Would you put your arms around my waist and pull me closer?

Would you whisper in my ear that I am beautiful?

Would you ever write a song for me or send me roses?

Would you hold me like you’ll never let me go?

Am I ever with you in your dreams?

Do you ever think about me?

Do you think of me like that at all?

Or should I think twice before I let myself fall?

Would you ever hold me when I scared?

Would you make me laugh when life’s unfair?

Would you grab my hand and dance with me

Even when there’s not even music playing?

Would you put your arms around my waist and pull me closer?

Would you whisper in my ear that I am beautiful?

Would you ever write a song for me or send me roses?

Would you hold me like you’ll never let me go?

Would you ever take a chance on me?

25.10.09

Secrecy

a burden to bear.

Tragedy

a billion tears.

Loneliness

a reason to cry.

Happiness

a reason to try.

Beat it (I’m Happy)

A couple of weeks back, I bought a Michael Jackson tee. I wore to my dance class today, and I’ve never had that much fun or felt that confident. I literally had a smile on my face the whole way home whilst listening to really happy pop-songs. That tee has got to be lucky because meeting a friend you haven’t seen in a while on the tram followed by the amazing hour of dancing and the delicious Parmesan-soup dad made for the two of us? Lucky tee! Thank you MJ! <3  I love it when I can go to sleep with a smile on my face

I’m gonna dream happy dreams tonight and I hope you do too

-M.