ballad
poprock
shifting tempos
Story behind the song
I had an acoustic guitar theme that I wanted to use. So I built a song around it. The Carrousel idea came to me, when writing the lyrics about being stuck in a whirlwind of work, the peole around you demanding your attention, while you are drinking coffee and scrolling on your phone..
Lyrics
(Lyrics in English further down)
Men'sker forgår, mens Verden består.
Men hvad består Verden egentlig af?
Det daglige ræs, man bli'r aldrig tilfreds.
Og hør lige, hvor blev livet af?
Det forsvandt ned i kaffen
Det gik lige så stille op i røg
Det var bare giffen-guffen-gaffen
En endeløs strøm af statisk støj.
Sidder på en karrusel,
der gynger både op og ned.
Udenfor i mørket flimrer
ansigter forbi.
Lykken sker i korte glimt,
men bli'r hurtigt bagudvendt.
Kan du huske dengang?
Ja det ka' du tro jeg ka'!
At tiden er gået, det si'r vi så klogt
Men det rammer altså langt forbi.
For tiden er løbet fra os alle,
den stak af den har bedt om amnesti.
For den forsvandt ned i kaffen
Den gik lige så stille op i røg
Det var bare giffen-guffen-gaffen
En endeløs strøm af statisk støj.
Og de der får en ufrivillig pause.
Når batteriet en enkelt gang i mellem løber ud.
De får myrekryb og sidder ganske tavse.
Er karrusellen stoppet? Åh nej, Oh Gud!
Sidder på en karrusel,
der gynger både op og ned.
Udenfor i mørket flimrer
ansigter forbi.
Lykken sker i korte glimt,
men bli'r hurtigt bagudvendt.
Kan du huske dengang?
Ja det ka' du tro jeg ka'!
Sidder på en karrusel,
der gynger både op og ned.
Udenfor i mørket flimrer
ansigter forbi.
Alle smiler himmelhøjt,
men jeg fatter ik' en døjt.
Hvorfor er der ingen der sir':
Stop nu. jeg vil af!
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People pass away, while the World endures.
But what does the World really consist of?
The daily race, you're never satisfied.
And listen, where did life go?
It disappeared into the coffee
It went up in smoke so quietly
It was just a "giffen-guffen-gaffen"
An endless stream of static noise.
Sitting on a carousel
That swings both up and down.
Outside in the darkness,
faces flicker by.
Happiness happens in brief flashes
But quickly turns backwards.
"Do you remember when?"
"Yes, believe, I do!"
That time has passed, we say so wisely
But it misses by a mile.
Because time has run away from us all,
it eloped, it has asked for amnesty.
Because it disappeared into the coffee
It went up in smoke so quietly
It was just "giffen-guffen-gaffen"
An endless stream of static noise.
And those who get an involuntary break.
When the battery runs out every once in a while.
They get the shivers and sit completely silent.
Did the carousel stop? Oh no, Oh God!
Sitting on a carousel
That swings both up and down.
Outside in the darkness,
faces flicker by.
Happiness happens in brief flashes
But quickly turns backwards.
"Do you remember when?"
"Yes, believe, I do!"
Sitting on a carousel,
that swings both up and down.
Outside in the darkness,
faces flicker by.
Everyone smiles sky-high,
but I don't get a damn thing.
Why doesn't anyone say:
Stop now. I want to get off!