There Is A Home For You

by a Singer of Songs

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Thorsten Nesch songs that grew on me - i always liked his tunes a lot, and whenever i more or less accidently heard one, i liked it a litlle more. i cant explain how it comes music can grow on one, but it is always a great thing to experience. Favorite track: One Night.
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1.
03:48
The city’s asleep Our shades shiver on the street Like stains just waiting to fade The few words you speak Come as smoke, go as breeze Our cigarettes sizzle away You say there’s no reason to play You say there’s no need to entertain You’re tired and confused You’ve felt underused Like a little gap in between The song that’s been stuck In your head these past weeks Is about being a beautiful freak You flinch and then you move away You say one night is all you can take And you won’t be around When the blurry black sky burns to blue And the little things remind me of you Your bicycle chained to a tree Between you and me Your eyes glued to the ground The few destinations I’ve joyfully reached Were by holding the map upside down So if you’re a mountain I’ll be your cloud I’ll be the whisper, the root of your shout ‘Cause I want to be around When the blurry black sky burns to blue I want all little things to remind me of you I want to look up at the sun and the moon Like two bodies in line Like me and you Like me and you
2.
We were raised on green hills in the shadows of trees Sheltered lives built around the promise to please But we were rolling to the opposite side The first fight was a little accident And act of faith we would later repent We were roaming in silent stupor at night In the morning I will whisper your name The next one was a little less unforeseen There was will to conquer, there was a scheme We were struggling for a place to hide We came across men that were hurtfully wise Saying there’s only two armies and you need to pick sides We were fighting back to back from that time In the morning I will whisper your name Then one day we started fighting kamikaze style From the wounds we have we’ll happily die We’ve been cornered into the darker side When your way of looking at the world Is more beautiful than the world you look at There’ll be violence ‘till the end of time In the morning I will whisper your name And you’ll be there
3.
03:16
Downtown, 4.45 Neons buzz, we’re the only ones alive In the cold wind, your glove in mine The city’s dark but we have nowhere to hide I knew the minute we met Tomorrow we’d find bruises we never knew we had A quiver before it’s gone You said we’re going to heaven strap a helmet on Now we have nowhere left to go Than this trail that leads into a bed of snow And the sun, it goes from bright to dark But when the clouds come a-rolling Will you rise and shine with me? Uptown, 6.15 Your skin when you shiver is the best I’ll see There’s a spider in awe of a crack The shadow of rain ripples on your back Stories when they’re told When the weight of words is too much to hold Then the window, the world outside I won’t believe in heaven ‘till the day I die Now we have nowhere left to go Than this trail that leads into a bed of snow And the sun, it goes from bright to dark But when the clouds come a-rolling Will you rise and shine with me?
4.
03:04
Apart we stood Like we thought we should We watched the planes fly by Words like tiny crimes We ran from rain We fucked the pain away I admired the mud stains On your polished nails Now we lay The way you smile When we ride our bikes Searching for loose tiles Swaying from side to side The little sin Of your hand on my skin Of your eyes seeking mine Of feeling bright not blind Now we lay With little shame
5.
All the mistakes that were made In the name of amiability All crucial battles postponed Just to maintain this fragile peace Days drift by like dry wood Nights muffled by loving arms around me Now this is who I am All the mistakes that were made In the name of amiability All the words unspoken Only to add to the void we float in Stand up then sit back down Move on then turn around silently Now this is who I am But the pain in the chest The undying restlessness An arrow that seeks to roam Fever that burns the bones I shall not keep up with The steady pace at which I went from being priority to hobby The tiny hole that fits The emptiness you once hid I will stand up to stand Move on to be a man I will come close to you Pull myself up to you Then I will smother you In kindness and gratitude All the mistakes that were made In the name of amiability All the roads paved Where there should only be wide open fields Now let's lay this burden down Fight for the fragile peace we've found 'Cause this is who I am
6.
I spend my days and nights trying to make sense Gathering pretty words and loyal friends Oh oh oh I try to stand up for what I stand for Sometimes I’ve been faithful other times I’ve whored Oh oh oh But if I could I’d pour my whole life into A one minute tune Oh oh oh
7.
03:35
We started building On high grounds Build towards the sky We started building With dry wood Rusty nails that shine That first night when our eyes met I knew that pretty soon We’d start building On a mud road A highway sign We were building Walls against wind Doors instead of fire A gate we never meant to use A cure for time Now I’m wondering through These ruins of you We kept building Moving on like a backwards flow We kept building Our tools went dull Walls got low But we did not know We did not show It was slow motion building On high grounds Too low for high tides We tried to keep on building Like soaked birds aching to fly Then the tools dropped And the building stopped And we saw, we saw We were wandering through The ruins of me and you
8.
I smashed a TV last night A quiet evening just went wild I broke a bottle on the table Walked on glass into the night A trail of blood I left behind Mumbled words like fuel for fire Tried to keep my shoulders straight Despite the weight of the sky And I cried out loud I mistook a fool for a king Frivolity for grace of a queen Genius for the few Who fail to sleep when they dream All the beauty that I see All the joy I fail to feel It’s not me who chose the road It’s the road that’s chosen me And then I cried out loud Then I drowned in silence While another wild evening Just went quiet
9.
I’m not eager to go But there are reasons why things should be so These walls close in on me There’s dust in the air that I breathe You said the very first thing You heard were wings opening Homely peace I don’t seek It’s a promise that’s too slow to keep Will there be a home for me Like there is a home for you I dream of empty roads The sex in being on your own I’d rather move than stand still Fight all the hours left to kill Moving from flame to flame It gets awfully cold in between The fire I need lies within Burns everything but the skin Will there be a home for me Like there is a home for you
10.
On a quiet night In a tiny town You dreamt of city lights And all things yet unfound So you ran towards the sun You suffered to have fun You put a wallet where Your heart used to be You laughed in rolling waves Acted in single takes With pills against the pain Shelter from the rain You raised your glass To the upper class But they kept you down Where they could shove you around Now your fairy tales Are filled with renegades And your darkest nights Are drenched in city lights So roll up your sleeves Put a helmet on Put your bike in gear And ride into the storm

about

It was summer, almost thirty years ago. I must have been seven or eight. I was playing football in the garden when I saw the neighbors carry large bags and suitcases out of the house and into their car. She carried a big hat, he had stylish sunglasses on, the little boy had a stack of comic books under his little arm. They waved at me, got in their car and drove out of my life for the next three weeks. I sat down on the grass and forgot all about the ball and the fantasy league I had been playing in my head all year long and I thought of what it would feel like to travel. To head into the world, far away from the little village I called my home. Drive across borders, through cities and deserts. Move day and night, sleep in unknown beds. Talk to people whose names I don’t know and whose lives I don’t understand. See places that are too fantastic to imagine. Travel until I forget all about this. The little garden, the ball, the fantasy league, my home. Because only after you have lost it can you be certain that there is a home for you.

My mother yelled from the garage door. Lunch was ready. And I got up, kicked the ball and scored the most beautiful goal ever. That year I won the fantasy league.

credits

released May 13, 2013

All songs written, played and home recorded by me.
Ana Franco sang on ‘Little Sin’.
Benjamin Shaw made beautiful noise on ‘Kindness Kills’.
Rosa Otero, Mabel Alonso, Laura Räsänen & Vanesa Castelo sang on ‘One Minute Tune’.
Laura Räsänen sang & played violin on ‘There is a home for you’.
Mastered by Jim Bob Aiken.
Photographs made by my parents (probably).
Artwork by Benjamin Shaw.
Management by Mabel Alonso (contact asosbooking@gmail.com).
There would be no home without Jeremy Sroka at HI54LOFI Records (visit hi54lofi.com).

I tend to write and sing whenever I feel like it on Facebook, Tumblr and www.asingerofsongs.com. It is a home I built for you & me. Feel free to walk in unannounced whenever you like.



Folk Radio UK: “It’s music like this that brightens my mind and makes me walk lighter through the day. Set aside some time to listen and indulge yourself…fully.”

Le Cool Barcelona: “Like getting up at dawn and enjoy a coffee and a cigarette in the sun with a terrace, before the chaos of the day begins. The music of A Singer of Songs has that same air ethereal and melancholy.”

Enzo Baranelli: “Lyrically remarkable, a beautiful album. Don't miss it!”

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a Singer of Songs Barcelona

I sing songs in the bathroom. In packed and empty venues. In gardens, sheds and churches. Once in a weird Finnish gym and also in the oldest house in Switzerland. On a boat and in a bus and in a horse farm. In noisy Italian bars and spookily silent Belgian rooms. On my own and with people.
I sing songs and if you want, you can listen.
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