rattle my bones

by Hera

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1.
litre of me (free) 03:57
Litre of me How much love would you like? How much love will you happily take? I need to, need to know So that none of my love will go to waste. chorus: Maybe I have space For another kind of loving in my life Maybe I can share A little bit of the excess all around? I need to know how much to give I don’t want to see you walk away too full Are you a teaspoon kind of guy Or can you handle a litre of me? {chorus} I will love you no less than you’d like And I’ll share the rest of the love in my life So I love, going out, doing stuff, seeing things With my friends, and I love my friends And I love my cats. And I love being hot, and I love being cold And I love being young, and I love growing old This goes on.. and on.. How much love would you like? How much love will you happily take? Are you a teaspoon kind of guy Or can you handle a litre of me? {chorus} I will love you no less than you’d like And I’ll share the rest of the love in my life So I love, going out, doing stuff, seeing things With my friends, and I love my friends And I love my cats. And I love being hot, and I love being cold And I love being young, and I love growing old This goes on.. and on.. How much love would you like?
2.
Nothing but time Peeling the skin, from a mandarin on a Monday morning. It undresses so easily and I wonder if it's anything like me? It has no stones. I think I would have stones if I was a mandarin. But would I be bitter or would I be sweet? Chorus: And I've got time, time to think this through. I've got time to stand around, and I have time to do nothing, nothing, nothing… at all. Knitting my first pair of socks at home, on a Sunday evening. And I'm such a nana I know, but I really don't care Because it's in my genes, and maybe my genes are just a little bit backwards. But does that mean I'll be playing video games, when I'm wrinkly and old. {chorus} Sitting alone, on a Friday night by the computer screen. Now isn't that just so sexy (#lofnotc) So here is my song, now I can move on. I've got this out of my system. But I fear you all know just a little bit, much about me. {chorus} nothing, nothing, nothing… at all.
3.
paris 04:45
Paris I met Paris, in her summer dress. She made me smile, she made me feel caressed. We had endless time, and so much wine. I miss you Paris now I'm just a mess. Darling Paris, when I'm feeling blue, I remember, and I think of you. Oh your wicked way, the lingerie... You know what I'm coming back to do. chorus: All your weaving, and your winding. I'll be coming back, and finding out your secrets, all your mysteries and more. I'll be wishing, I'll be wanting, and you know that I'll be hunting for a way, to come back crawling to your door. Though you trigger greed and gluttony, lust and pride, and oh I feel so free. Of the sins I'm sure, there will be more. Paris, France you're where I want to be. {chorus} I met Paris, in her summer dress. She made me smile, she made me feel caressed. We had endless time, and so much wine. I miss you Paris now I'm just a mess.
4.
Maybe we don’t need to spend as much as we do. Maybe we don’t need to work until we turn blue. Maybe we need to conserve, and save energy... But if you have any left over please use it on me. chorus: Tell me you love me, until you are spent. Come and be with me, until you don’t know where you went. I want you to lose yourself. I want you to feel like your logic has gone somewhere else. Maybe we don’t need to eat as much as we do. Indulgence is great but it will not, forever, feel new.. We wrongly conclude there are things we have too many of. But if anything’s ever sustainable, I say it’s love. Tell me you love me, until you are spent. Come and be with me, until you don’t know where you went. I want you to lose yourself. I want you to feel like your body has gone somewhere else. Maybe we don’t need to spend, as much as we do. Maybe we don’t need to eat, until we turn blue... Maybe we just need to think, and we don’t need to stress. So swallow your cravings, but don’t you dare love any less! I want you to love me, until you are spent. Come and be with me, until you don’t know where you went. I want you to lose yourself. I want you to feel like your body as gone somewhere else. I want you to feel like your logic has gone somewhere else.
5.
slap me 02:56
I think I might be somewhere else today, as they say that I'm just not quite there. Somebody slap me! I think I'm falling in love. Somebody slap me, is it like falling from somewhere up above, and am I going to come, crashing down? Will I land with a great big racket on the ground? and is it going to hurt? you and me... somebody slap me, somebody slap me somebody slap me. I don't think this can be, don't think that we (that's you and me) could work. I've kept my cards so close, you're not supposed to know what matters most… and now I'm rambling, untangling and scrambling Somebody slap me! I think I'm falling in love. Somebody slap me, is it like falling from somewhere up above, and am I going to come, crashing down? Will I land with a great big racket on the ground? will I still have time to be myself? or am I going to feel like someone else? will it be easy or will we fight? Maybe, you'll just like the things I like… Somebody slap me! I think I'm falling in love. Somebody slap me, is it like falling from somewhere up above, and am I going to come, crashing down? Will I land with a great big racket on the ground? I think I might be somewhere else today they say that I'm just not quite there. I'm thinking parachutes from airplanes... a fall so far, I must prepare.
6.
Ég vil ekki ganga fram af þér, því þú ert jörðin undir mér. Þú ert það besta sem ég á, þó væri leitað lengst um loftin blá. Og vertu ekki hissa, þó ég vilji ekki missa þetta besta, þetta besta sem ég veit. Þú átt allar mínar myndir, þekkir allar mínar syndir, snertir líka, hjartastrenginn sem ég sleit. Mig, langar að líta upp til þín úr barmi þínum hlý. Þú ert sá sem á mig kann, sá sem hjarta mitt fann. Og vertu ekki hissa, þó ég vilji ekki missa þetta besta, þetta besta sem ég veit. Þú átt allar mínar myndir, þekkir allar mínar syndir snertir líka, hjartastrenginn sem ég sleit. Undarlegt að líða svona vel. Ég er eins og krabbi inni í skel, eins og sólskin yfir borg. Hér er engin hjartasorg. Og vertu ekki hissa, þó ég vilji ekki missa þetta besta, þetta besta sem ég veit. Þú átt allar mínar myndir, þekkir allar mínar syndir snertir líka, hjartastrenginn sem ég sleit. Og vertu ekki hissa, þó ég vilji ekki missa þetta besta, þetta besta sem ég veit. Þú átt allar mínar myndir, þekkir allar mínar syndir snertir líka, hjartastrenginn sem ég sleit.
7.
somebody 04:06
Got a story to tell you Now I’m getting old I can see you are taken With somebody somebody And it takes up your time, time time.. Hey you What’s going on I can see you are torn up By somebody somebody And he takes up your time, time, time.. Are you losing your mind, mind, mind... Now you have to be on your own You have to put the pieces back together, all alone Now you have to be on your own You have to pick the broken pieces out, until they’re all gone.. You again Don’t do what you’re told I cna see you’ve been broken By somebody somebody And he took off your life, life, life some time And he messed with your mind, mind, mind... Now you have to be on your own You have to put the pieces back together, all alone Now you have to be on your own You have to pick the broken pieces out, until they’re all gone..
8.
I closed the door on you so many years ago, and haven't seen you since. You found someone new and somewhere else to live, and other things to do. chorus: And now after all this time you're back just to bite me in the ass, to bite me in the ass. To bite me in the ass. And I really thought that we were through. I found someone new, and I'm real happy too. and now because you live so far away, I've never had to say: Im glad you didn't stay {chorus} and every time I see your face I'm reminded of all my mistakes, of all the things that I did wrong. Of all the nights, I stayed, too long. I closed the door on you so many years ago, and haven't seen you since. You found someone new and somewhere else to live, and other things to do. {chorus} and every time I see your face I'm reminded of all my mistakes, of all the things that I did wrong. Of all the nights, I stayed, too long. and every time I see your face I'm reminded of all my mistakes, of all the things that I did wrong. Of all the nights, I stayed, too long. And now after all this time you're back just to bite me in the ass.
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scarecrow 02:33
Hey, I am a scarecrow, just for you I'm in your garden Scaring all the birds away for you, I'm scaring all the birds away for you The grass is always greener in your garden, and no one beats the blueberries you do. Everything is growing, growing, growing - c'os I'm not going anywhere it's true now you've got me - I am here - just for you - please do love me too.. But I am just a scarecrow in your garden, and you don't know the wonders that I do. If I was to walk away and leave you, your apple tree would miss me - but would you? now you've got me - I am here - just for you - do you, do you love me? do you love me? do you love me? do you love me like I love you..? This morning you were watering your roses your neighbors want to know the things you do. They grow because at night, I tell them stories and the roses put their best dress on for you 'cos you have me - I am here - just for you - do you love me too..? And now I am a very happy scarecrow remembering this sunday afternoon you took me and we danced in your garden, you told me I do everything for you And you've got me - I am here - just for you - do you, do you love me? do you love me? do you love me? yes you love me like I love you..!
10.
What will I do When I see you After all these years The hurt, the tears Are you still, the man Who willingly stepped on my love Mangled me, strangled me Rattled my bones And made me feel home Where can I go.. I have been broken You can’t just come back and make it alright Because the pieces don’t fit... anymore How will it feel To see your face Back in the place Where I feel safe Yes I thought you were Forever removed from my life You’re breaking me, shaking me I won’t forget But do you regret? and now where can I go.. I have been broken You can’t just come back and make it alright Because the pieces don’t fit... Now I think I Know I don’t want To see you at all I want you gone You are still the man Who shattered a piece of my soul Mangled me , strangled me Rattled my bones. Now you’re alone Now you can go.. I am not broken. You can’t just come back and make it alright Because the pieces don’t fit.. Now you can go.. I am not broken. You can’t just come back and make it alright Because the pieces don’t fit..
11.
in the dress 04:08
I have a dress. It’s white, and blue, and black Its’ my favorite, and it fits. chorus: In the dress I know you love me. In the dress you find me pretty and sweet. I wonder will you think of me.. in the dress. I have a dress, It’s white, and blue, and black It’s my favorite, with a bloodstain on the back {chorus} I have a dress. And I wore it one morning, to the beach I don’t remember much, But I woke up in a ditch, bleeding.. in my dress. In the dress I know you love me.. In the dress you find me pretty and sweet. I know you’ll always think of me.. in the dress. Buried in the dress, in the dress Buried in the dress.
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Do you drink anymore Do you dance anymore Do you go out anymore Now that I’m gone? Do you laugh anymore, Since I walked out the door, Or is it just like before Now that I’m gone? chorus: And you had all the right lines, all the right lies.. And some kind of film must have fallen in front of my eyes.. And ooh, it’s clear.. Now that I’m gone. I don’t cry anymore Please don’t try, anymore I don’t want to die anymore Now that I’m gone. {chorus} Do you drink anymore Do you dance anymore Do you smile anymore Now that I’m gone? {chorus}
13.
Abbalabba-lá Hún hét Abba-labba-lá. Hún var svört á brún og brá og átti kofa í skóginum á milli grænna greina trúði á stokka og steina. En enginn vissi, hvaðan hún kom í þennan skóg; og enginn vissi, hvers vegna hún ærslaðist og hló, og enginn vissi, hvers vegna hún bæði beit og sló. ­ Hún hét Abba-labba-lá. Hún var svört á brún og brá og gerði alla vitlausa, sem vildu í hana ná. Á villidýrablóði, á villidýrablóði lifði Abba-labba-lá. . . . Einu sinni sá ég Abba-labba-lá. Hún dansaði í skóginum, svört á brún og brá. Mér hlýnaði um hjartað og ég hrópaði hana á: Abba-labba, Abba-labba, Abba-labba-lá! Abba labba lá. Þá kom hún til mín hlaupandi og kyssti mig og hló, beit mig og saug úr mér blóðið, ­svo ég dó. ­ Og afturgenginn hrópa ég út yfir land og sjá: Varið ykkur, vesalingar, varið ykkur, vesalingar, á Abba-labba-lá.
14.
Should I be mourning this morning? Am I awful for not feeling sad? I know that he died with a smile on his face, he was happy with all that he had he was happy with all that he had Oooh, ooh is what the choir will sing but they'll all be wondering why he's smiling so wide through the formaldehyde? Steve was an unhappy man in his 20's he didn't have much to live for but he wanted to know, what makes happiness grow and so he went out to explore and so he went out to explore Oooh, ooh is what the choir will sing (it's a funeral thing) We don't know what he discovered, but he came home a different man, with an absolute glow, like a fire in the snow with a smile as big as a canoe ooh is what the choir will sing but they'll all be wondering why he's smiling so wide through the formaldehyde? I won't wear black to his funeral because it just wouldn't be right If love was what filled you, and happiness killed you then why would you put up a fight? why would you put up a fight? Oooh, ooh is what the choir will sing (it's a funeral thing) it's a funeral thing.

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Icelandic singer/songwriter, based in Christchurch New Zealand.. much more info at www.herasings.com or see videos at www.youtube.com/herasings

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