1. |
In A Dress
03:41
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Run me over with your car
Maybe I’ll feel a bit
A drip of blood
Or a scarred hand
The glass is half-full
The glass is half-empty
Who’s my shadow
Am I good enough for you
Am I good enough for me
What’s the matter
I’m in a dress
Black and white
And the silk is soft and light
And it wraps around my legs
As the wind subtly touches my face
Higher, faster, further
Always a step ahead
Feeling dizzy of
Always yearning for more
I can not feel, I can not speak
When I’m running
It takes my breath
The monotony of every day
I’m in a dress
Black and white
And the silk is soft and light
And it wraps around my legs
As the wind subtly touches my face
Oh, I’m in a dress
It’s black and white
And the silk is soft and light
As it wraps around my legs
I can’t hide, I can’t hide
It’s 6 am, the alarm goes off
Dress up, work hard, down to your bones
Same desk, same chair, walls caving in
Dress down, same song, wishing
It’s 6 am, the alarm goes off
Dress up, work hard, down to your bones
Same desk, same chair, walls caving in
Dress down, same song, wishing
I’m in a dress
Black and white
And the silk is soft and light
And it wraps around my legs
As the wind subtly touches my face
Oh, I’m in a dress
It’s black and white
And the silk is soft and light
As it wraps around my legs
I can’t hide, I can’t hide
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2. |
Back Where We Started
03:27
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Smoke covering my eyes
I am still sleep-deprived
Woke up from the ash falling on the roof
You still hold on to my waist
Like you want to hold on to my face
Like to a raft in the open sea
If we could go back where we started
If we could go back and change it all
If we could go back where we started
I would change and I would let go
I still watch you dim the light
Send a wish into the night
Maybe you’re just someone
I grew out of too
You still hold on to my waist
I can’t breathe in your embrace
But I’m your raft and we’re floating on the sea
If we could go back where we started
If we could go back and change it all
If we could go back where we started
I would change and I would let go
If we could go back where we started
If we could go back and change it all
If we could go back where we started
I would change and I would let go
Let go, let go, let it go
Let go, let go, I let it go
Let go, let go, let it go
Let go, let go, I let it go
Let go, let go, let it go
Let go, let go, I let it go
Let go, let go, let it go
Let go, let go
If we could go back where we started
If we could go back and change it all
If we could go back where we started
I would change and I would let go
If we could go back where we started
If we could go back and change it all
If we could go back where we started
I would change and I would let go
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3. |
Blue Light
03:52
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Blue light draws circles on the floor
Her face in the shadows keeping herself from wanting it all
She sees how he takes her in his arms
Fingertips, rough on her skin
In the window on the other side lives a girl
Between the curtains, in dim candlelight
She watches her
The cold bathroom floor feels warmer than being alone
She writes it in the water on the window
What might it feel like to find home
He holds her hand in the hope of keeping her there
But it dances on the windowsill a glimpse of what could’ve been
As they both wordlessly undress it falls into the dark
Something’s changed or something’s falling apart
In the window on the other side lives a girl
Between the curtains, in dim candlelight
She watches her
The cold bathroom floor feels warmer than being alone
She writes it in the water on the window
What might it feel like to find home
On the other side lives a girl
Oh where she’s watching her
Where she’s feeling alone
Asks someone on the phone
How to find home in someone you know
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4. |
I Do
04:17
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On the hillside, near the sea
Feel the breeze, oh, through the golden trees
Oh, your words move my thoughts
Still pretend that I don’t recall
See the air turn from blue to black
How the light breaks through the window glass
Let it hurt me, let it dry
Told me again that they’re not on my mind
I don’t want to know if you know that
I don’t want to care if you ever go back
I don’t want to know if you know that
I don’t care, I do
Between the hillside and your car You’re catching up to me
Guess you turned into a scar
Should I drop the act or speak my mind
In the end as time relapses
I see the air turn from blue to black
How the light breaks through the window glass
Let it hurt me, let it dry
Told me again that they’re not on my mind
I don’t want to know if you know that
I don’t want to care if you ever go back
I don’t want to know if you know that
I don’t care, I do
See me there in the sky
I did not know you
Follow me down the road if I should show you
See me there in the sky
I did not know you
Follow me down the road if I should show you
See me there in the sky
I did not know you
Follow me down the road if I should show you
See me there in the sky
I did not know you
Follow me down the road if I should show you
I don’t want to know if you know that
I don’t want to care if you ever go back
I don’t want to know if you know that
I don’t care, I do
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5. |
Asphalt
03:26
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She sees how the asphalt turns red
I sometimes hope I crash when it hurts the most
She’s sick of being afraid
It’s the constant fear of something or someone else
As the rain patters on the roof of the car
Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock
As the rain patters on the roof of the car
Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock
She left the pan on the stove
Kept the flame warm
The door wide open, creaking wooden floors, she said
As the sun paints the sky red, I remember when it seemed to fall apart
As the rain patters on the roof of the car
Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock
As the rain patters on the roof of the car
Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock
Somewhere between the car seats You reach for my hand
I can’t really grasp what you’ve said
You sat me down on a cold couch dreaming
I stood up, heavy heart
As the rain patters on the roof of the car
Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock
As the rain patters on the roof of the car
Like the beat of a drum or a ticking clock
And something changed
Somewhere along the way
It changed
You know what that did to me
You know what that did
You know what that did to me
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Stina Holmquist Germany
Stina Holmquist's songs transport you to warm summer nights and touch your soul and heart in equal measure. Together with her band and producer Alex Sprave (Fil Bo Riva, Luke Noa), she creates modern, timeless indie pop music that has its very own sound and is reflected in a combination of warm indie sounds and atmospheric sounds. ... more
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