Christian Kjellvander
bird black sky
It fades a little in the sun loses glimmer in the run
I pull out, it pulls me in comes across me once again
Not on my own, but without you
I'm on my own, not without you
Do you hear the bells ringing?
Do you feel the sky blacken?
By the bird's, it's only blood, it's only skin
Only lust, only love, only been
Since the past is going to die anyway, step aside, let it die here today
As the sun, as the sun, as the sun
As the sun smashes into our city of winter night and the words,
confession, wait around and take to flight
Now I know my love, oh I know, my love
Oh, i know my love
Now I know, my love
- :
- The Pitcher
- Introducing The Past
- Songs from a two room chapel
- The Rough And Rynge
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 8: Oktober 2002
- Live at Södra Teatern, Stockholm
- Faya
- Drunken Hands
- Portugal
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 24: September 2005
- I Saw Her From Here / I Saw Here From Her
- Alternative Moments
- Rolling Stone: Rare Trax, Volume 54: Discover America
- Rolling Stone: New Noises, Volume 57
- Acoustic 07
- Cowboys in Scandinavia: The New Folk Sounds From Northern...
- Una americana en París - Fargo Records
- Mission Hall Sessions