Erlend Elvesveen

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credits: released 02 September 2011
Stryk:
Cello - Ida Malene Christensen
Bratsj - Andreas Viken
Fiolin - Oda Katrin Trøen Habbestad
Fiolin - Cathrine Egeriis Søndberg

Trumpet - Jakob Eri Myhre

Slagverk og perkusjon - Hans Hulbækmo

Kor - Elisabeth Eines(A Mirrors Tale)
Kor - Silje halstensen(Lost)

Elbass - Kim Ervik(A Mirrors Tale)

Vokal, piano, synthbass, autoharpe, klokkespill, perk, melodica, vannglass, kaffekopp, elbass(Lost), dørknirk - Erlend Elvesveen

Mikset, produsert, mastret av Erlend Elvesveen © 2011
tags: tags: alternative dreamy impressionist pop norway orchestral piano solo poetry string quartet
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Track Name: A Mirrors Tale: I walked right through a mirror today
Hung on a nail in the hall
It spoke my name, yeah whispered clear
all those words I'd love to hear and I
couldn't resist the call

Terrified with wonder I touched onto my hand
I dived right through, my words are true!
I plunged into the deep clear blue and I
reached another land

Preacher, liar, whore and thief:
Deal your cards upon my grief
Whipe your eyes and read the tome;
"Those Who Cry Shall Not Come Home"
And so I shed a tear

A sprout then rose up from the earth
I climbed it to the top
The clouds all walked across the land - A land of fog reached out it's hand!
and I know they are all ghosts

Then they took me to the sea
where beasts were trapped, oh sirens ran free
But by their call, a boars blood toll - like I was lead on down the hall
I made you switch with me

And so a mirror show the truth
It's surface like a pond
A ghost, a boar, a locked up door
I throw my dice on the floor
and leave you there alone
Track Name: Lost: A sleepy wonder kicks in;
"Where am I going?"
Silhouettes wakes to life
Sneaking murderously quiet

She gave me a map
read only in candlelight
Deceit, daggers, and silver coins
I stumble through the snow

The trees are spinning louder
My footprints are walking
in circles

A Mirrors Tale