Scoundrel Days

(morten harket/mags/pal waaktaar)

Donna found us in her slow and dreamy way
I can't hear a word the waiter says
She's looking older than the colour of her hair
She walks into the room too pleased to find me there
Me i'm touchy
Touchy you
Me i'm touchy
And you know what to do
Me i'm touchy
Touchy, touchy you
Me i'm touchy and you know what to do
Both of us together in a room by ourselves
I sneeze to look around, byt there's no escape
What can i do, what can i say
She's waiting for this moment to explain itself.
Me i'm touchy
Touchy you
Me i'm touchy
And you know what to do
Me i'm touchy
Touchy, touchy you
Touching love is the best i can do
Hey, this time you've gone too far
You know how touchy we are
Donna found me in her slow and dreamy way
Now she reads me what the paper say
The way she laughs and what i do
I'm waiting for this moment to explain itself through
Me i'm touchy...etc.

(pal waaktaar)

It wasn't the rain that washed away
Rinsed out the colours of your eyes
Putting the gun down on the bedside table
I must have realized;
It wasn't the rain
That made no difference
And i could have sworn it wasn't me
Yet i did it all so coldly
...almost slowly
Pain for all to see
Oh c'mon please now
Talk to me
Tell me; things i could find helpful
How can i stop now...
Is there nothing i can do
I have lost my way
I've been losing you

I can still hear our screams competing
You're hissing your s's like a snake
Now in the mirror stands
Half a man
I thought no one could break
It wasn't the rain
That made no difference
...nervously drumming on:run away
But i want the guilt to get me
Thoughts to wreck me
- preying on my mind
Please now
Talke to me
Tell me; things i could find helpful
For how can i stop now...
Is there nothing i can do
I have lost my way
I've been losing you

(mags/pal waaktaar)

Was that somebody screaming
It wasn't me for sure
I lift my head up from uneasy pillows
Put my feet on the floor
Cut my wrist on a bad thought
And head for the door

Outside on the pavement
The dark makes no noise
I can feel the sweat on my lips
Leaking into my mouth
I'm heading out for the steep hills
They're leaving me no choice

And see... as our lives are in the making;
We belive through the lies and the hating
That love goes free

For want of an option
I run the wind 'round
I dream pictures of houses burning
Never knowing nothing else to do
With death comes the morning
Unannounced and new

Was it too much to ask for
To pull a little weight
They forgive anything but greatness
These are scoundrel days
And i'm close to calling out their names
As pride hits my face
Woah!

See...as our lives are in the making:
We believe through their lies and the hating
That love goes free through scoundrel days

I reach the edge of town
I've got blood in my hair
Their hands touch my body
From everywhere
But i know that i've made it
As i run into the air

And see...as our lives are in the making:
We believe through the lies and the hating
That love goes through
Through scoundrel days

(mags)

Maybe you were joking
When you said tath you were walking out on me
Maybe, maybe

Maybe i was joking
When i said that i was running out on you
Maybe, maybe

I could be wrong, so wrong
I could be wrong, so wrong
Yes, i could be wrong

I don't know, but it's been said
Decisions travel far from heart to head
Maybe, maybe

Maybe it was over
When you chuked me out the rover at full speed
Maybe, maybe

I could be wrong, so wrong
I could be wrong, so wrong
Yes, i could be so wrong

(pal waaktaar)

Your face looked new against the town
You've come to lose some memories
Like you i've come to touch new grounds
You want to lose
The weight of the wind
Rests hard on your shoulders
Bringing you down
The one that you love
Will never be find

You speak into the falling rain
Words you'd lost, but found again
You see their snakey arms entwined
So clear and cruel
In your jealous mind
You've got to lose
The weight of the wind
Hard on your shoulders
Getting you down
The one that you love
Will never be found

(pal waaktaar)

They say the world's an eventful place
You give me news
I don't want to know
You say that i should care
That i should speak my mind

Oh, but how can i speak of the world
Pushing by
With a lump in my throat
And tears in my eyes
Have we come to the point of no turning back
Or is it still time to get into
The swing of things

Let us walk through this windless city
I'll go on til the winter gets me
"sleep..." you wrote "sleep, my dear"
In a letter somewhere

Oh, but how can i sleep with your voice in my head
And and ocean between us
And room in my bed
Have i come to the point where i'm loosing the grip
Or is it still time to get into
The swing of things

When she glows in the dark
And i'm weak by the sight
Of this breathtaking beauty
In which i can hide
There is a worldful out there
Of people i fear
But given time i'll get into
The swing of things

Yes, when se glows in the dark and i'm struck by the sight
I know that i'll need this for the rest of my life
What have i done
What lies i have told
I've played games with the ones that rescued my soul
Have i come to the point where i'm losing the grip
Or is it still time to get into
The swing of things