1. |
In The Morning
05:17
|
|||
-- Lyrics --
You don't belong here
It's your broken heart I hear
Please don't stand there
With your wrists and ankles bare
The moon's behind the mountains
Sun's beneath the sea
A cloud that is crazy
You commit to memory
Day in, day out
Stay in, stay out
You see, you'll see me
Day in, day out
Stay in, stay out
You see, you'll be free
Please, don't fall apart
It won't stop once it starts
Don't follow me down
You can't turn things around
I saw you in the morning, you weren't wearing shoes
This town is so small, if you play you can't lose
Your timing or your lover, but quick you'd better choose
Or else start thinking of some excuse
And how, without knowing, can you just go by chance?
The young ones pulled together, a harmonica's silver trance
Its echo is not a shadow, it casts a second glance
While the wind outside is blowing, but it don't dance
Go on, eat your heart out, pull it up a chair
Go on, go and ask it, if the queen is ever there
When you know deep down inside, you shouldn't even care
But you saw her in the morning, and her feet were bare
|
||||
2. |
||||
-- Lyrics --
You couldn't lie to me in Paris
You wouldn't want to embarrass
Yourself in front of the fathers of the fellas
Who'd raise their eyebrow umbrellas
Never one for a fuss
Unless it is just the two of us
We started getting into trouble, you see
When we started loving in degrees
The coming and going spirit's in the door hinges
And I'm sitting peeling Suzanne's oranges
Nothing I ever do is ever good enough for escaping
The love that we've been making
For what I put into question, you put into bed
Just like you put those wicked thoughts into my head
Tell me, when are you leaving town?
The sight of you makes me teary-eyed
Your body's been honest
But here again it lies
So I'm going to that city saved by paper and not soul
Which judging by those standards could've been a letter that you wrote
Sur ce, très chère, adieu
Voilà trop causer
Le temps qu'on perd à lire une missive
N'a pas valu la peine qu'on l'écrive
Oh, tes paupières parapluies
|
||||
3. |
||||
-- Lyrics --
It's time you start packing up
It's time you start packing up
It's time you start packing up
Pack your clothes and your guitar
Pack your clothes and your guitar
Pack your clothes and your guitar
On the bench, it's harvest time
Hunched over the danglin' keys
Got my hands in the ivory earth
I’m working the brass with my feet
I’ve been living by you so long
Does that make it so wrong
That the world that I loved bears your name?
I’ve been living by you so long
Does that make it so wrong
That the world that I loved bears your name?
Now, it don't have to be
Don't go cryin' to the sea
That my tears are floodin' over the plain
It don't have to be
Don't go cryin' to the sea
That my tears are floodin' over the plain
Don't think it's all your fault
I don't sew the soil with salt
It’s just my tears are floodin' over the plain
It don't take years to get over this sort of pain
|
||||
4. |
||||
-- Lyrics --
Dark-eyed priest sitting in a wooden room
Outside the window stares the yellow moon
Reading letters by candlelight
That plays upon the page, that plays upon his sight
Blue-eyed sister's asleep downstairs
In a rocking chair by the oil lamp's glare
Sisters of mercy asked her to stay
Said the young priest'd been looking lonesome these days
Young boy confessed today
I can't keep my head straight
I'm tangled up with two ladies
And I'm afraid these sins ain't gonna go away
Move on, make amends
You got a good heart
And he sends him on his way
Priest puts down his glasses
Outside he sees the grass is
Frozen under moonbeams
The rocking chair, it ceased to creak
And in the silence, someone began to speak
The curtains were her evening dress
The black breeze was her breath
Goosebumps where her fingers left
Their marks upon his chest
Sister wakes up, goes upstairs
Calls through the door, you alright in there?
She waits but there's no answer
She hears the footsteps of a dancer
The sleeping of the wild swans
Begins not with a song but a whisper
|
||||
5. |
Quebec
04:06
|
|||
-- Lyrics --
Love love my baby, but my baby, she don't feel the same
Love love my baby, she don't feel the same
Probably ain't love, but if it isn't how can I explain?
When a woman moves on, it's best she just move away
When a woman moves on, it's best she just move away
When she fancies your friend, now that's twice the price to pay
Yeah, I heard you baby, you said you never felt so free
Yes, I heard you baby, you said you never felt so free
You threw off your chains and then they landed on me
Seen your legs wrapped around Mr. Salamander's bedpost
Seen your legs wrapped around Mr. Salamander's bedpost
Bust open the door, I almost catch you, almost
You see, my heart's in the ashtray, soaking in the yellow light
Yes, my heart's in the ashtray, blood dripping off the sides
And my pulse is throwing up the ashes, up into the night
When a man used to get the blues, he could hop a train
When a man used to get the blues, he could hop a train
What am I supposed to do, I cannot just hop a plane
I’m gonna pack my bags, and I’m gonna go to Montreal
I'm gonna pack my bags, gonna head off to Montreal
I know a woman there, she's got a couch against the wall
Said I’m gonna take that bridge that'll lead me to Quebec
Gonna pack my bags, take that bridge, it'll lead me to Quebec
Step onto that bridge, I swear, I ain't coming back
Gonna take my bags, and go to Quebec
Gonna pack my bags, and go to Quebec
Step onto that bridge, I swear, I ain't coming back
|
||||
6. |
Northernmost Eva Maria
04:16
|
|||
-- Lyrics --
Midwinter's eve, midweek in October
A churchyard, green stardust blowing over
Then it snowed all over the city
Streetlamps fog so pretty
Snow all over the city
We were so warm inside
She showed she had nothing to hide
By the window by the bed
There was something said
The morning was coming so, so soon
With her orchard breath in bloom
It was coming so soon
So soon
I was standing there, at the top of the stairs
You did up your coat, how should I know
We were going nowhere?
When we said goodbye, I saw some look in your eyes
Which was not like the skies
Which were being so indecisive
Walking away without turning around
I’m struggling to make it all seem so profound
I must've been lost around the time that I found you, Eva
Eva Maria
Ave Maria
Ave Maria
Ave Maria
|
||||
7. |
A Dozen Mares
04:11
|
|||
-- Lyrics --
A light once lit your apartment number
When something came over me
While you were standing under
It
I took things too far lightly
And far too lightly
When I heard and felt it coming
It was like thunder, and yet I wondered
If it just might be
Nothing
But then a dozen mares came up the stairs
With your hands you combed their hair
I could see nothing would ever compare
With beauty, nothing's fair
Very soon I would see
They came not for you
But for me
And I tried to calm them gently
But they went wild at the sight of your bare hands
Your earrings on the nightstand
It's nothing you would ever understand
They chased me from the land
Taxis light up along the street
What a sight for sore feet
|
||||
8. |
1921
04:17
|
|||
-- Lyrics --
I'm tired of being reasonable
I'm tired of waiting for
Some sign of the old land
To wash up on the shore
In the city's afternoon
Behind the buildings, a white moon
Watched us look for a room that night
But we could not find a room
The key to you ever since we met
Is that you don't lock any doors
I'm climbing up your snowy steps
My shoes on the wet wood floor
Now, she's in the shower, I hear the pipes creaking
Groaning like the traffic outside
She comes down and sits next to me
My mouth was open wide
Your picture is a portrait
The portrait's never done
I don't know how it got here
But I know where it's from
|
||||
9. |
Don’t Go To Klaksvik
05:38
|
|||
-- Lyrics --
You've got the world in you
We slept again in the nude
Sky's bruised in pinks and blues
Daybreak's barely breaking through
You awake not to know the end of it
Don't go to Klaksvik
I hear those birds of dawn
Keep my mind off what I was sleeping on
The curtains by the bath are drawn
Out the windows, onto the lawn
And the neighbors’ children step on it
Don't go to Klaksvik
Now, the pearl up on the hill
Won't move unless you will
See, the fiddler takes his bow and brings
It to the heartstrings
That moor the pearl to your fingertips
Don't go to Klaksvik
Never felt so foreign and free as before
You took me to your room and locked the door
There's a lot to be said for leaving things unspoken of
It's something else to leave me unawoken, love
Don't go to Klaksvik
The town sleeps soundly below
Just like a baby in sheets that grow
Half-soaked fishermen standing somewhat together
Miles from the shore, in the fog lamp weather
They’re calling, yes, they’re calling from their ships
Don't go to Klaksvik
|
||||
10. |
Ladyland
01:44
|
|||
-- Lyrics --
Heroes would've fought for you
And poets would've thought of you
Had you lived back when they did those sorts of things
And seeing as how I long for you
I thought maybe I'd write a song or two for you
If I could only say your name
Now, I know you said you couldn't
But does that mean I shouldn't tell you?
Ladyland died that afternoon
Before your Pulitzer eyes and those of a drunken lunatic
Or maybe he was just in love
Ladyland fell beneath our feet
Not long after a waltz we wreathed
As if it was a one-sided Japanese love suicide
As if it was a one-sided Japanese love suicide
As if it was a one-sided Japanese…
|
Leif Vollebekk Montreal, Québec
Some artists go on feeling like secrets long after they've started being told. Leif Vollebekk is one of these treasures. Born in Ottawa in 1985, he taught himself music using instruments inherited from his grandfather: harmonica, guitar, piano, an old fiddle. Leif has release 3 albums so far : Inland, North Americana and Twin Solitude. ... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like Leif Vollebekk, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp