Falling Rain (Link Wray)

I hear a sound
It's going through my brain
I hear talk of people
I feel the fallin' rain

I see a man crying
'cause the whole world has left him
Kids are laughing at the funny faces
Of a clown

My mind is like a spring in a clock
It won't unwind
I can't see, can't think, can't feel
I'm out of time

I'm up, then I'm down now
Tell me where is it going to end
You say start at the beginning
Of the end, my friend

I hear thunder
And I can feel the wind
I can see angry faces
In the eyes of men

And don't forget Kent State
Where kids lay bleeding on the ground
And there's no place on this planet
Where peace can be found

So there'll be stabbings and shootings
And young men dying all around
And it keeps going through my brain
And I can still hear the sound

I hear talking of people
The whole world has gone insane
And all there is left is the fallin' rain

Words/Music: Link Wray

Torgeir Waldemar: Vocals, guitar, harmonica

Summer In Tolouse

Rivets popping all around us,

Whistling ‘round our ears

Down for a dime, down for damnation,

As they beg and tear, let you hate, make you fear

Slaying all that we hold sacred,

Our souls are on the line

Close your eyes, keep your head down low,

and you`ll be fine just for a while.

Waters flow from every side, there’s nowhere you’ll be dry

Ancle deep, almost to your knee, you can never hide, never hide ever

Captains screams, the heel is final, from here on is all for one

Good day, good evening and goodnight.

All I want s a summer in Toulouse

All I need is a place where I can choose

All I want is a summer in Toulouse

Someone said that all we need

Is a Holiday In Cambodia

Oh I know that he was right,

And that’s tough, kid, but its life

When we are all deluded by the

Line of dead presidents

You know its written in the stars

That is all it was, all it was, all it was

All I want s a summer in Toulouse

All I need is a place where I can choose

All I want is a summer in Toulouse

Words/Music: Torgeir Waldemar

Torgeir Waldemar: Vocals, guitars, lapsteel, organ

Anders Møller: Drums, percussion

Håvard Krogedal: Bass

Kristine Marie Aasvang: Add vocals

Among The Low

I go among the low

’Cause all I see is the heaven above

And thats all I need to know

Two times along with the low

Every way i turn my head

Theres nowhere else to go

Three times along with the low

Come every King

Give me all that you’ve got

Cause nothing will bite my bow

So can you see that the story isn’t so

Blow through the pines and prove me that I’m wrong

None can draw the ending for my love of saying so.

Given my name wasn’t so

The fourth and the fifth and the six time will go

I still go among the low.

From the spring and to the fall i still go among the low

From the cradle to the grave

I will go among the low.

Words/Music: Torgeir Waldemar

Torgeir Waldemar: Vocals, 12-string guitar, banjo

Erland Dahlen: Drums, percussion, loop, claps and mini marimba

Håvard Krogedal: Bass

Øystein Braut: Solo guitar

Johan Daniel Henriksen: Add vocals

Kristine Marie Aasvang: Add vocals

Island bliss

What happened to the music

To songs that we found in the hills

That we found in the hills

What happened to melody

To the score of the island bliss

That died with this

Now that you're gone

I will lay my head down

Now that you're gone

I will put my body under the grown

What happened to the beauty

To the image that we saw in the woods

To the flowers on the fields

And the glimpse of the winter sun

Now that we're gone

They will lay their heads down

And hope some day we're back

To share the joy and the laughs

To share the love and the laughs

Now that we're gone

Words/Music: Torgeir Waldemar

Torgeir Waldemar: Vocals, guitar, Mellotron

Anders Møller: Mellotron, percussion

Sylvia (Southern People)

Oh the time has passed

Since the old man yelled about

The southern man

Oh the time has a-changed

Banjos played the song of rearrange

Haunting ghosts from the past

That creep around and tell

That we will never last

Still the Wheels are deep down in the ditch

We've lost the sight of the saving track

So listen to the song, Sylvia

Southern people never let their leaders down

Can't you here the rain, Sylvia

Swinging bullwhip over foreign heads

Bragging 'round of our peaceful nest

Swimming around in gold

Spoiled by oil

Creating debts for the little ones

So how long will it last, Sylvia

Southern people need another leading man

You claim your faith, Sylvia

But your spirit seems so very dead.

Sylvi Bell, I've seen your inner child

Remember that we're all gonna die

Rear view mirror will be our judge

Turn the other cheek and make a smile

So dear to love, Sylvia

One day it's your turn, Sylvia

The world is to small, Sylvia

Words/Music: Torgeir Waldemar

Torgeir Waldemar: Vocals, guitars, lapsteel, bass, organ

Anders Møller: Drums

Krister Skadsdammen: Pedalsteel

Johan Daniel Henriksen: Add. Vocals, organ

Kristine Marie Aasvang: Add vocals

The Bottom Of The Well

I can see the bottom of the well x3

And there’s nothing more to tell

I can hear a voice from within x3

And its telling me to jump right in

Its the echo of the boatmanns call x3

And my illusion is about to fall

It’s a reward at the end of the rope x3

Its funny to have that kind of hope

But I’m gonna walk the streets of gold x3

At least thats what I’ve been told

I can see the bottom of the well x3

And now there’s nothing more to tell

Words/Music: Torgeir Waldemar

Torgeir Waldemar: Vocals, Guitars

Anders Møller: Percussion, Carpenting

Souls On A String

I'm a rambler I'm a gambler

I'm a prisoner in life

At night I'm out in my own

I am sitting by the fire

Watching the colors

That is shimmering out so warm

She's my woman but tonight

She left me alone

Alone and away from the light

I can still see her smile

But it doesn't hypnotize me

Cause abandonce is holding me tight

Two souls on a string

In opposite ends

Tryin to make a circle

From opposite ends

I am drifting in shadows

On my way to freedom

And I'm getting closer every day

But I still have this feeling

Of her, when I'm at my lowest

That she doesn't sympathize with my ways

Two souls on a string

In opposite ends

Tryin to make a circle

From opposite ends

Two souls on a string

In different ends

Tryin to make a circle

From opposite ends

Words/Music: Torgeir Waldemar

Torgeir Waldemar: Vocals, guitars, lapsteel, Fender Rhodes (bass),

Anders Møller: Drums, percussion

Ole Henrik Moe: Strings, saw,

Johan Daniel Henriksen: Add vocals

Hanne Sørlie: Add vocals

Johan Daniel Henriksen: Add vocals

I See The End

Under the stars

I am calling for you

I surrender all

My will and strength

To you

Down by your side

I will find peace

With you

I will find peace

with you

I see the end

Oh, lay me down

Oh, Lord!

Oh, lay me down

Oh, Lord!

Words: Moji Abiola/Torgeir Waldemar

Music: Torgeir Waldemar

All instruments and vocals by Torgeir Waldemar

Produced by Anders Christoffer Møller and Torgeir Waldemar

Recorded by Anders Christoffer Møller at Subsonic Society Studio, Oslo

Mixed by Anders Møller

Mastered by Vegard Kleftås Sleipnes at Subsonic Society Studios

Cover Art by Øyvind Kaasa