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Lyrics gone good again.

How come this room’s so quiet? How come these walls are closing in?
Why can’t I find you sleeping, inside your box of broken wings? I guess I’m not your reason…
To fly, I asked you why, but you just smiled and rose again
If I’m not broken then you’re not either but it’s still hard to see you walk away…
Thanks, grandpa Pelle. I really had this writer’s block, where I’d fine melodies but no good lyrics (my forte!) But I think you loosened it, the one good thing coming out of these sad times. And you invited wise Sarah to be my songwriting archetype. And she rarely visits, as I’m only 28. Blessed be, beloved Pelle.

About lillabohmen

Swedish lovechild of Kate Bush, Tori Amos and PJ Harvey. 2 albums and 2 EP:s, all available at Spotify, Itunes, and physically. A blog about music, being a female musician in a male dominated business and the occasional feminist/veggie rant. Check out my homepage: for news, bits and bobs and bio, and buy-o of my music. Never lose that creative spark!

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