1. Writing On The Wall
// April 6th, 2009 // Writing On The Wall
Kicking off the album with a loose and happy sounding middle-of-the-road tune that should bring back images of head-bobbing 60′s pop, playing loud in an open convertible cruising down the parkway. It is not meant to be fancy, but rather square and maybe even a bit corny, in a tongue firmly planted in the cheek kind of way. For those of you not really into this kind of music, at least it’s mercifully short…
Micke Hujanen adds some exquisite, Byrds smelling electric guitar work to this song, and Robert Wirensjö plays a solid wurlitzer. Janne Hedlund lays down the steady drum beat.
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Writing On The Wall
(Jana Persson)
Where a warm fire should be burning
There is cold ash and dying embers
Where before you lay, you are no more
Only emptiness
And the note you left me
Spelling out what I refused to see
Making clear the message
For a man who could not understand
The writing on the wall
Where beside me you should be walking
Walks no one – just a cold wind blowing
I can’t help but reach out for your hand
Only emptiness
And the note you left me
Spelling out what I refused to see
Making clear the message
For a man who could not understand
The writing on the wall
I know I’m not a genious
To read a woman’s mind
But I guessed if you were serious
I wouldn’t have to read it in a note
After you’re gone
And the note you left me
Spelling out what I refused to see
Making clear the message
For a man who could not understand
The writing on the wall
