To Have and to Hold and to Break

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City lights, suburban heights

We’ve held this fort a thousand nights

District of ours, we kept our vows

We named your streets and scaled your towers

But something calls, it stirs and claws

Somewhere within the city heart

Our restless minds could not decline

Such an alluring call to arms

 

We travel light, charts and rites

We leave our burdening creeds behind

Streets and lanes, the freeway loom

Commuters weaving endless loops

Pebbles left may guide our way but the rest is up to you

Traffic lights and neon signs could only see us half way through

 

We’re still cute but tired

Trampled neon flowers

Still this city is ours so leave the lights on

Dodging cars and lovers

Beasts and crumbling towers

And this city is ours

To have and to hold and to have and to hold and to break

 

Chronic town, hold our hands

We still have time to start that band

It’s our design, a new found scene

Of broken glass and lucid dreams

And here they come, the city kids

Draped in bitterness and tweed

But still somehow with gin and lime

We’ll find something to believe

 

We’re still cute but tired

Trampled neon flowers

Still this city is ours so leave the lights on

Dodging cars and lovers

Beasts and crumbling towers

And this city is ours

To have and to hold and to have and to hold and to break

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Rites of Passage

 

Dim the lights

Last mile through the blight

Through this great divide

So just drive through the night

To a beacon of life and light

 

Through the cold

Through remnants of old

Do we still have time

To unite, to unwind

We’re just passing by

 

A spark of hope, a story told

Puppy we’re old enough to let go

One more round to light a flame in the cold

A strangers gaze, a friends embrace

Streets to reanimate and reclaim

A walk of shame into the dawn of a new day

 

Dim the lights

A warm glow inside

This estate of ice

Let it shine, we’ll be fine

And this city is still alive

 

Find the ways

To soothe and unchain

To reshape this place

To retrace, recreate

The night is old but we’ll stay

 

A spark of hope, a story told

Puppy we’re old enough to let go

One more round to light a flame in the cold

A strangers gaze, a friends embrace

Streets to reanimate and reclaim
A walk of shame into the dawn of a new day

 

Hallowed eyes, restless minds

Have we got hope enough for this night?

Risking everything to prove we’re alive

Holy ground, one more round

To crash and rebuild, to speed up, slow down

Rites of passage to establish a hometown

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Masses of Water

 

We raised a tent in your garden
Meager practice but still
We cut ourselves in our palms
To show dedication and iron will
Open water charts
Coordinates and safe havens
We learnt it all by heart
But what could prepare us for these waves?

It all begins right here with these masses of water
An engine of hopes and dismay
Here we stand with our maps and our numbers
But no logic applies here
We'll be safe and sound
Ulysses, Orion - Show us direction
The game of lost and found begins as we breach this
Line of protection right here  

Spoilt and bred to prevail
We walked with inherited grace
We learnt out postures and ways
Played grand pianos in gilded chains
We made our way to our riding school
By the light of your mobile phone
Saddled Silver and Clover
And blazed off into the great unknown

It all begins right here with these masses of water
An engine of hopes and dismay
Here we stand with our maps and our numbers
But no logic applies here
We'll be safe and sound
Ulysses, Orion - Show us direction
The game of lost and found begins as we breach this
Line of protection right here

 

Go Silver Go Clover

The coastline fades behind the clouds
What have we done? We´re so far out this time
I know these waves are unforgiving
But we made a vow not to turn back now

For different shores and different waters
We will venture forth with grace and style
We have no skills for water faring
And we're almost out of coffee now
But we'll hang on to the divine

So go Silver, go Clover
Our lives are chained to your shoulders
Go Silver, go Clover
None of this is for the sober

This book is meant for coffee tables
It's of no use to us here and now
But the map on page fourteen might give
An indication of how far we've strived
Keep an eye on the horizon

So go Silver, go Clover
Our lives are chained to your shoulders
Go Silver, go Clover
None of this is for the sober
 

 

Guiding Stars
 

Your feet are cold
The ice grips the stern and bow
A few weeks of drifting takes its toll
I miss our home
The sun on the patio
The shadows of kids we used to know

But hey, we will be okay
Ulysses will shield our hearts
Orion provide us with guiding stars
We’ll find our way
Throw pebbles into the waves
A trail for the gods to find
For Neptune to carry us through the night

Your gaze has changed
Naivety fades away
Lost somewhere out there along the way
We raise a toast
With the bottle of rhum you stole
The endless horizon blank and cold

But hey, we will be okay
Ulysses will shield our hearts
Orion provide us with guiding stars
Light up our way
Throw pebbles into the waves
A trail for the gods to find
For Neptune to carry us through the night
 

 

Scouting the Shores of Longyear
 

The waves along the coastline
The faint flourescent light
The wind between my fingers
The albatross is on our side
The coffee mug with ice blooms
The open water charts
The squeaking of the seagulls
The satellites and stars

And while you're still asleep
I scout the shores on stumbling feet
No coastguard ever travels through these seas
And while you're still asleep
I scale these peaks
We really left our comfort zone Elise

The shapes of water creatures
Deep beneath the waves
The crisp scent of corrosion
The rescue ship has lost its way
The say we were the pampered
The spoilt and the decayed
We both know they were right but
Our boats are made for smaller waves

And while you're still asleep
I scout the shores on stumbling feet
No coastguard ever travels through these seas
And while you're still asleep
I scout the shores on stumbling feet
And while you're still asleep
I scale these peaks
And while you're still asleep
I scout the shores on stumbling feet
We really left our comfort zone Elise
 

 

Isle of the Tritons
 

We walked the streets
Where our fathers drew their lines and built their towers
Reached conclusions with arithmetics and acid solutions
We'll never aim for such great heights
Can't claim our place beside them
We're not leaving any heritage, oh no we're just leaving
For a place with gates of ice

Leaving frozen waves behind
The ravishing gales of the north subside
Showing the shimmering lights
On the shores of the tritons
Leo, guide our raft inside
We carry the colours of blue and white
Greeting the tribes of the wild
What was lost is now truly found

We'll never leave
Any heritage of bricks and stones
No spires or marble lions
Cause our eyes are turned to different horizons
But gravity pulls
We're not kids anymore
We'll be thirteen years in no time
Had to leave our coasts of safety for another shoreline
And the gods are finally on our side

Leaving frozen waves behind
The ravishing gales of the north subside
Showing the shimmering lights
On the shores of the tritons
Leo, guide our raft inside
We carry the colours of blue and white
Greeting the tribes of the wild

Leaving frozen waves behind
The ravishing gales of the north subside
Showing the shimmering lights
On the shores of the tritons
Leo, guide our raft inside
We carry the colours of blue and white
Greeting the tribes of the wild
What was lost is now truly found
 

 

Northern to Southern Hemisphere
 

Waving the triton tribes goodbye
Leaving the north for new uncharted isles
Counting the days and watching whales pass by
I saved you from falling overboard
You saved me from loosing myself to the void
We're reading the books we know too well by know

So we wait
And we wait
And we wait
And we wait
For weeks to pass by

You are the captain, you are my light
The rose of the winds keeping waypoints aligned
Then it's right there in front of us
The land of fire
 

 

Tierra del Fuego
 

Pitch black waters, we're drifting through the reeds
Fires burning along the coast
Shadows moving, glad we're out of reach
Drifting into the southern seas

Wanderlust was always our disease
Rites of passage to set us free
Darker mornings, fall is moving in
Is this how it feels when you're growing old?

Gods of sky, land and water
Wherever you are and whoever you are
Lead us through safe and sound
We'll believe in you whoever you are

Gods of sky, land and water
Wherever you are and whoever you are
Lead us through safe and sound
We'll believe in you whoever you are
 

 

Divided Sea

You guide our raft to the harbour of embers
You say spot on but I know I was careless
A few hot steps then we're safe on the hillside
Yeah, we'll place our flag after cookies and milk-time

It's all there, it's within our reach
Somehow we got the front row seats
And Silver and Clover stand right by
As a golden moon passes slowly by
This is where the shadows stall
I think we just left it all behind

We took our turns and divided these waters
You got the south, I got the north cause you're older
No sailor has ever travelled these distant parts of the sea
Discovered this place of wonder
It's just for you and me

It's all there, it's within our reach
Somehow we got the front row seats
And Silver and Clover stand right by
As a golden moon passes slowly by
This is where the shadows stall
I think we just left it all behind
 

 

Coast to Coast

Whales roam abundant here
They chant along with your voice loud and clear
Pale sun and floating lights
We traced the ley lines to this sandstone isle
An undiscovered coast
Guarded by rocks and undertows
No ship has anchored here
No nation claimed this last frontier

(So we will travel)

Coast to coast
The rivers are our veins
As the uncharted lands unfold
We cover mile for mile
The stars are right
Somehow we'll turn this into our home
From coast to coast
Clover's on a roll
We gather species of plants and wildlife as we go
Draw maps and raise our stones
Somehow we'll turn this into our home

The dark clouds drift aside
Revealing sycamores and towering heights
We clutch each others hands
The raft collapses on the rocks and sand
Oh well it's all the same
This is where everything makes sense
This is our Avalon
We'll raise our flag in the setting sun

(So, we’re battered oh I know
But we will travel)

Coast to coast
The rivers are our veins
As the uncharted lands unfold
We cover mile for mile
The stars are right
Somehow we'll turn this into our home
From coast to coast
Clover's on a roll
We gather species of plants and wildlife as we go
Draw maps and raise our stones
Somehow we'll turn this into our home

From coast to coast
From coast to coast
We cover mile for mile, the stars are right
Somehow we'll turn this into our home

Home, our home
Home, our home
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