It Turns Out

This song was originally planned to be the first song on the coming album. I wrote it twice, the first segment (in G major) during just a couple of hours in an attempt to make songs quickly as hell, and the second segment (in F minor) a month later when I was rehearsing the first. It must sound like such a sad song, but that actually wasn't the intention. This is just how things go sometimes.



It makes me slightly confused over what I want this album to be like, because when I listen to this song I'm having difficulty putting it together with pop songs like Hell, When Love Comes or Throw Yourself. At the same time I know this is the kind of music I should be doing more of. Hopefully my next song, Jupiter, a 6 minute synthpop megalomania song, will reconcile all these doubts.

Lyrics:

It turns out
It's not love I can see within me
It turns out
It's not love I can see within me
But I know
That it's love I can see behind your eyelids

It turns out
It's not love I can see within me
It turns out
It's not love I can see within me
But I know
That it's love I can see behind your eyelids

There's a river
And it flows out into nothing
There's a river
And it flows out into nothing

Now I Walk

This song is the result of three days of mild flu and endless November storms, as well as alot of other things of course. I had alot of problems with these lyrics, but I was thinking about a time many years ago when I climbed to the top of the volcano Ngauruhoe in New Zealand, which to me was a very cleansing and symbolic act related to the emotions in this song.

About the music, well I've been trying to use almost exclusively live takes, and not editing things afterwards or using midi-tracks. I hope I don't need to hear "You have to get a guitar" anymore when people hear what I did to the Rhodes piano in this song.

I stood at a torment's whim
I was sifting through your words
Tell me where can I live
Without worry
I'd do sordid things to get up
But I couldn't
Can I walk
Can I walk

I still stand at a torment's whim
But I am sifting without words
I know where I can live
Without worry
To do sordid things to get up
I just couldn't
Now I walk
Now I walk