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Caroline
04:42
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CAROLINE
(Benjamin Petersen/Patrick Rydman)
Underneath the midnight sun
Ending what was once begun
The bright red church upon the hill
Just like time’s been standing still
Shadows falling on your face
As we gaze upon shallow, icy graves
Wooden crosses in the snow
Last confessions, row by row
Please, don’t let that be our fate
Tell me what you feel
before it is too late
Caroline, will you speak your heart
I promise I won’t fall apart
Caroline, look at me and say
That you never loved me anyway
If it’s so, I will let you go
Lines flowing from my weary mind
Untangling what we have entwined
Dreams tattooed
on your precious skin
Somehow you won’t let me in
Caroline, will you speak your heart
I promise I won’t fall apart
Caroline, look at me and say
That you never loved me anyway
If it’s so, I will let you go
Caroline, Caroline…
I watch you put on
your wedding dress
How did we get into this mess?
Soon we’ll hear the churchbells chime
And everything we had
will be left behind
Caroline, please just speak your heart
I promise I won’t fall apart
Caroline, look at me and say
That you never loved me anyway
If it’s so, I will let you go
Caroline, Caroline…
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2. |
Room Enough
03:49
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ROOM ENOUGH
(Patrick Rydman)
There are two of you in here
Where there should be only one
Must have let the other in
When I thought the first had gone
Now I’m trying to reconcile
The fiction and the facts
Seeing that I can’t control
The way the heart reacts
But it’s alright it’s ok
Feelings rise and they fall, fade away
It’s alright though it’s tough
I’m just hoping there is room enough
What I think and what I do
Should be walking hand in hand
As I’m trying to stay true
To what I know and understand
But when the lonely wolf inside
Is howling at the moon
No, there ain’t no place to hide
He’ll be coming for you soon
But it’s alright it’s ok
Feelings rise and they fall, fade away
As I look at my stuff
I’m just hoping there is room enough
I’m lying in the dark
Debating wrong and right
All the steps I just won’t take
But then again I might
Handsome devil on my left
Fallen angel to the right
Should be cutting to the chase
It is murder to decide
There are two of you in here
Where there should be only one
Must have let the other in
When I thought the first had gone…
But it’s alright it’s ok
Feelings rise and they fall, fade away
It’s alright though it’s tough
I’m just hoping there is room enough
Yeah, it’s alright, it’s a pain
It’s a blessing, a curse all the same
But as I look at my stuff
I’m just hoping there is room enough
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3. |
Tumbling Dice
03:46
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TUMBLING DICE
(Patrick Rydman)
Gonna live my life
like tumbling dice
Gonna let chance rule
and I won’t think twice
‘cause there ain’t no use
making plans it seems
They end up in the bin
with all my broken dreams
Gonna bet on nothing
to pull me through
Looking back on my past
what am I to do
Whatever goal I was going for
I still wound up on the kitchen floor
Now I know I got no control
So look at me go
Letting it roll for a big surprise
Just like tumbling dice
Gonna spend my days
like a rolling stone
Gonna pull all the stops
and leave all reason alone
Even if I lose this crazy game
For all your schemes
you’re bound to end up just the same
Who calls the shots?
Well maybe no one’s there
It’s that single thought
that makes me so scared
Whatever goal I was going for…
So screw the sacred gurus
and the new philosophies
You won’t see me get down
on my knees
Can’t do more wishful thinking
Lady luck left me behind
I’d be better off losing my mind
Now if science says
we’re all just empty space
Then what’s the point in tryin’
to win this race
Whatever goal I was going for…
Gonna live my life like tumbling dice
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4. |
The Shade of Your Skin
03:23
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THE SHADE OF YOUR SKIN
(Klaus Caprani/Patrick Rydman)
The shade of your skin has faded
Summer is gone and I’m feeling tired
Work must begin, we’re jaded
Sooner or later someone will get fired
Here we are, two boxers in the ring
The title won’t amount to anything
You dance around the punches
that I swing
’til I can’t see who’s hiding there within
The sound of the bell means resting
Soon we will need to go
another round
It’s my iron will you’re testing
Bending me slowly
closer to the ground
Here we are, two sluggers in a clinch
Bruised and battered,
bleeding hearts, unhinged
But this is one I’m never gonna win
if I can’t see who’s hiding there within
Leaves are softly falling
Sun’s behind the clouds
I cannot hear you calling
Through all these rising doubts
Seems like we are stalling
The inevitable outcome
The shade of your skin, like china
I wouldn’t break you even if I could
Your outline grows ever finer
Your every perfect step misunderstood
Here we go, committing every sin
Forgetting the predicament we’re in
Our gloves are getting old
and wearing thin
I’m looking at the shade of your skin
But I’ll never know
who’s hiding there within
The shade of your skin
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5. |
Hurricane
05:08
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HURRICANE
(Patrick Rydman)
It’s a secret portal,
the passage to my pain
Showing me I’m mortal,
blood coursing through my veins
I can open it when I’m all numb, closed off to myself
like a well stocked cupboard,
there’s stuff on every shelf
So I pick a memory,
a feeling I once had
And it comes alive in me,
I’m happy, I am sad
Tears and laughter making way, dancing in my chest
They were never far away,
they only took some rest
And if I think I’m dying,
then dying is the way
The gates are wide open,
the flood will wash
each growing crack away
Buckle up and let in the hurricane
See the cars are flying,
like toys, they look so small
And the houses that I built,
they groan before they fall
All of my belongings
scattered everywhere
Everything I thought I was,
I no longer care
And if I think I’m dying,
then dying is the way
The gates are wide open,
the flood will wash each
crumbling schack away
Buckle up and let in the hurricane
The view is getting clearer
as the wind sets in
Disaster drawing nearer,
there’s no way I can win
It’s a secret portal,
but I can walk right through
No more expectations,
there’s nothing I must do
I’m just a lonely orphan
on a lonely road
The little bag I carry
still packs a heavy load
And if I think I’m dying,
then dying is the way
The gates are wide open,
the flood will wash each
winding track away
And if I think I’m dying,
then dying is the way
The gates are wide open,
the flood will wash me clean
and it’s ok
Buckle up and let in the hurricane
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6. |
Small Shell from the Sea
04:30
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SMALL SHELL FROM THE SEA
(Linda Dahl/Patrick Rydman)
I got three things in my pocket
that I always bring with me
A stone, an eagle feather
and a small shell from the sea
The stone has been for ages
It is old and grey and wise
The snow white eagle feather
has fallen from the skies
And the little seashell
been riding with the tide
So tiny and so brittle,
still so strong inside
Life’s a rough and lonely ride
At least it’s been for me
My ship was wrecked, I nearly died
Now I’m drifting free
I keep coming up for air
Through salty tears I see
A stone, an eagle feather
and a small shell from the sea
Now, the sea is always hungry,
there ain’t nothing it won’t eat
The proudest dream will go down
and must admit defeat
Bleaching bones from sailors
lie rustling in the caves
Reminders of the cruelty
of the weary waves
I’m searching the horizon
For a lighthouse on the shore
Where I can heal myself again
Sleep forever more
’cause life’s a rough and lonely ride
At least it’s been for me
My ship was wrecked, I nearly died
Now I’m drifting free
I keep coming up for air
Through salty tears I see
A stone, an eagle feather
and a small shell from the sea
I hold on to three little things
They’ve saved me many times
Carried me through storms
and kept me alive
The earth, the sky, the ocean so wide
Life’s a rough and lonely ride
At least it’s been for me
My ship was wrecked, I nearly died
Now I’m drifting free
I keep coming up for air
Through salty tears I see
A stone, an eagle feather
and a small shell from the sea
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7. |
Out on a Limb
03:45
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OUT ON A LIMB
(Patrick Rydman/Alain Vande Putte)
Stranded on the wrong side
of a dozen maragaritas
A mariachi band inside my head
I turn around towards you
and you whisper ”hello stranger”
Can’t remember how we got to bed
And our bodies are trembling
like October leaves on a tree
And there’s nothing more strange
and more beautiful than you and me
Out on a limb, out on a limb
Torn up within, out on a limb
The sun lights up the bedroom,
we’re coming out of hiding
The morning star
revealing who we are
Curious and reckless,
we dance around each other
Baring every battle wound and scar
And our bodies are trembling
like October leaves on a tree
And there’s nothing more strange
and more beautiful
than you and me
Out on a limb, out on a limb
Torn up within, out on a limb
Let’s get it out in the open
Neither of us is too good at this thing
Both of us hoping
That some constellation
in cold empty space
Is leading us home as it falls into place
I guess all of us tremble
like October leaves on a tree
We will always keep running,
maybe one day we’ll be free
Out on a limb, out on a limb
Torn up within, out on a limb
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8. |
Mellow
04:26
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MELLOW
(Burton Jespersen/Patrick Rydman)
7780 Highway 9,
just a white spot in the road
You could pass right through,
you’d never know
Old motor homes and trailers
parked way up in the woods
60’s memorabilia, recycled goods
Lunchtime down at Rocky’s,
upon their wall of fame
That dear old dog died years ago
but the café has his name
Across the road’s a dog wash,
The Pet Palace if you please
bring your dirty dogs and cats,
wash away their fleas
Next to that is Mellow's,
antiques beyond compare
If you throw a yard sale, she’ll be there
With her Pink Floyd bedroom
and The Dark Side Of The Moon
She finds those hidden treasures
and whistles that ol’ tune
Mellow, mellow, mellow
another place in time
We thought it was forgotten,
a dream we left behind
Mellow, mellow, mellow
makes me feel so fine
Like the smell of wood smoke
in the air
Like the taste of vintage wine
California redwoods,
there’s a story to be told
Take a lonely walk, it will unfold
Now all those flower children
they’re not children anymore
But that song of love’s still flowing
from the mountains to the shore
Mellow, mellow, mellow
another place in time
We thought it was forgotten
a dream we left behind
Mellow, mellow, mellow
makes me feel so fine
Like the smell of wood smoke
in the air
Like the taste of vintage wine
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9. |
Leaving a Memory
04:09
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LEAVING A MEMORY
(Elin-Louise Ahlberg/Patrick Rydman)
Waking up in my bed
Got a home, got a roof over my head
See the rain pouring down,
but here between my sheets
I’m warm and safe and sound
All these things I take for granted
I want for nothing here
I’d be adrift and disenchanted
If they would disappear
How can I know what it means
to be free
When that’s all I’ve ever been?
How can I know what it’s like
to be lost at sea
Facing a storm, leaving a memory
There’s a face on the screen
Eerie eyes of pain,
the saddest ones I’ve seen
She’s a girl on the run
Being born
is the only crime she’s done
All these stories fill my senses
But they’re so hard to take in
Before they break down my defenses
The next game show will begin
How can I know what it means
to be free
When that’s all I’ve ever been?
How can I know what it’s like
to be lost at sea
Facing a storm, leaving a memory?
Hey…
In the harbour, she is down
on her knees
Hey…
And she sees a fence designed
by fear and greed
Hey…
On the other side lies
everything she needs
Here I am, there she goes
It was the luck of the draw
that made it so
Through a cruel twist of fate
I’ve been served my freedom on a silver plate
How can I know what it means
to be free…
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10. |
Forgetting You
03:42
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FORGETTING YOU
(Patrick Rydman)
What were those moments
The fire I felt
Is love really too strong a word?
I know it’s pointless
The hand has been dealt
No ace in the hole, vision blurred
If I could see clearly,
I’d know when to fold
Get on with the game,
let this feeling turn cold
I keep forgetting you,
then I remember
No matter what I do
you keep coming back
Like a bolt out of the blue,
like spring in December
I think it can’t be true,
then I remember
to keep forgetting you
Now I’m a poet
In front of a screen
Oceans away from your heart
I’ll never reach it
What lies between
you and me,
I don’t know where to start
But if you would call me
and just ask me to
I’d cut all my ties, surrender to you
I keep forgetting you…
Outside my window, a darkening sky
Monterey mist, an unspoken goodbye
My mind runs in circles and can’t let it lie
What was the message?
What did I miss?
I thought I saw all the signs
But here I am, stranded
Lost in a kiss
That only took place in my mind
Forgive me, I’m doing
the best that I can
Counting the hours
that run through my hands
I keep forgetting you…
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Sawdust & Rust Gothenburg, Sweden
Sawdust & Rust was born after a chance meeting on Greenland in 2015 between Swedish singer-songwriter Patrick Rydman (pic) and Faroese singer-songwriter Benjamin Petersen, Melodic and accessible, this is poetic, catchy songwriting with lots of rootsy, folky elements and a touch of Nordic blues thrown into a mix that also features a heap of memorable choruses. ... more
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