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If I Had A Heart

Dry And Dusty

Triangle Walks

Now’s The Only Time I Know

Keep The Streets Empty For Me

Coconut

This will never end cause I want more

More give me more give me more

Never leave me

Walk close beside me

Your hand my hand

Fits so easy

An apple and a berry plant

Comes with a house

On the grass

Who is that

To come by my house

Dark brown hair and eyelash

Reappear in a lash

Now’s the only time I know

Memory comes when memory’s old

I am never the irst to know

Following the stream up north

Where do people like us loat

He came back one day and

Told me stories that I now dream of

If I had a heart I could love you

If I had a voice I would sing

After the night when I wake up

I’ll se what tomorrow brings

Oh oh oh oh

Early morning’s greatest deed

What’s forsaken I do not need

There is water there is snow

No tomorrow

Let us stop here

We did some great things

Didn’t we

Stands outside my window

Sucking on the berries and

eats us out of house and home

Keeping us awake

There is room in my lap

For bruises, asses, handclaps

I will never disappear

Forever I’ll be here

Open atmosphere

Take me anywhere take me there

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

If I had a voice I would sing

Settling down door and room

Keep it tidy keep it like a home

Now’s the only time I know

Oh oh oh oh

Dry and dusty

I am a capsule of energy

You speak softly

We are capsules of energy

Whispering

Morning keep the streets empty for me

We have water mouth

Sand in pockets and a strained household

Dangling feet from window frame

Will they ever ever reach the loor

More give me more give me more

Can I come over I need to rest

Lay down for a while

Disconnect

The night was so long

The day even longer

Lay down for a while

Recollect

Come here sparrow

Watch my hand

Black and blue seeds

That is what my hand can

Now’s the only time I know

I learned to not eat the snow

My fur is hot my tongue is cold

On a bed of spider web

I think about to change myself

Oh oh oh oh

Cushion illed with all I found

Underneath and inside just to come around

More give me more give me more

Work as I’ve been told

In return I get money

Small feet in the hall

And I long for every moment

When the night falls

There is ire in the bungalow

Do my hair paint eyelash

Reappear in a lash

There is more I’d like to know

A lot of hope in a one man tent

There’s no room for innocence

Take me home before the storm

Velvet Mites will keep us warm

Lay back with a big cigar

Lay back we are where we are

Lay back with a big cigar

Lay back this is where we are

When I Grow Up

Five AM

Out again

Triangle walks

Magpies I throw sticks at them

They laugh behind my back

Seven

When I grow up

I want to be a forester

Run through the moss on high heels

That’s what I’ll do

Throwing out a boomerang

Waiting for it to come back to me

I’ve got a friend who I’ve known since I was seven

We use to talk on the phone, if we have time, if it’s the right time

Nine ifteen then I’m done

Quiet front seat then drive around

Through the water through the snow

Whispering

Morning keep the streets empty for me

Accompany me by the kitchen sink

We talk about love, we talk about dishwasher tablets, illness

and we dream about heaven

Getting a feeling

Maybe I will dream again

Having that feeling

When there’s no one awake

No no one awake

I’m Not Done

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls

We were hungry before we were born

When I grow up

I want to live near the sea

Crab claws and bottles of rum

That’s what I’ll have

Staring at a seashell

Waiting for it to embrace me

I know it, I think I know it from a hymn

They’ve said so, it doesn’t need more explanation

A box to open up with light and sound

Making you cold

Very cold

So, I lost my head a while ago

But you seem to have done no better

Concrete Walls

We set ire in the snow

It ain’t over I’m not done

Music by Fever Ray. Lyrics by Fever Ray, except track 9, lyrics by Fever Ray and Cecilia Nordlund.

Track 1, 3, 4, 5 and 9 recorded and produced by Fever Ray and Christoffer Berg.

Track 2, 6, 7, 8, and 10 recorded and produced by Fever Ray and Van Rivers

& The Subliminal Kid at 5 Guys & A Dog Studio.

Vocals on track 9 by Cecilia Nordlund. Double bass on track 8 by Hampus Lundgren.

Mixed at Music A Matic in August 2008. Track 1, 3, 4, 5 and 9 mixed by Christoffer Berg and Fever Ray.

Track 2, 6, 7, 8 and 10 mixed by Christoffer Berg, Van Rivers & The Subliminal Kid and Fever Ray.

Mastered by Henrik Jonsson at Masters of Audio.

If I Had A Heart video by Andreas Nilsson.

Artwork by Martin Ander. www.mander.nu

I put my soul into what I do

Last night I drew a funny man

With dog eyes and a hanging tongue

It goes way back

I’ve never liked that sad look

From someone who wants to be loved by you

I leave home at seven

Under a heavy sky, I ride my bike up, I ride my bike down

I live between concrete walls

When I took her up she was so warm

Some do magic

some do harm

I’m holding on holding on

I’m holding on to a straw

I live between concrete walls

In my arms she was so warm

November smoke and your toes go numb

A new colour on the Globe

It goes from white to red a little voice in my head says oh oh oh

Who is the Alpha

What is made of cloth

How do you say you’re sorry and there’s nothing

to be afraid of

Eyes are open and mouth cries

Haven’t slept since summer

Fever Ray is managed by DEF.

DEF Ltd, PO Box 2477, London NW6 6NQ, England.

www.d-e-f.com

I’m very good with plants

When my friends are away

They let me keep the soil moist

On the seventh day I rest

For a minute or two

Then back on my feet to call for you

I know it, I think I know it from a hymn

They’ve said so, it doesn’t need more explanation

A box to open up with light and sound

And if you don’t

You’re on your own

Oh how I try

I leave the TV on

And the radio

Is it dark already

How light is a light

Do you laugh while screaming

Is it cold outside

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You’ve got cucumbers on your eyes

Too much time spent on nothing

Waiting for a moment to arise

The face in the ceiling

And arms too long

I’m waiting for him to catch me

One thing I know for certain

I’m pretty sure

It ain’t over

I’m not done

Thankyou! Christoffer Berg, Henrik von Sivers, Peder Mannerfelt, Andreas Nilsson, Olof Dreijer, Jenny Wilson,

Cecilia Nordlund, Mom, Dad, Stina Dreijer, Johanna Nilsson, Linda Saretok, Eric Härle, Ryan Hambsh, Marty Bales,

Imke Härle, Helen Tubby, Kelly Money, Tom Packer, Amy Crowther, Martin Ander, Elin Berge, Anna Rosdahl,

Peter Benish, Skiva, everybody at Border and Denander & Grahl.

And a very special thankyou to Kristian, Alva and Inez.

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