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All Alone In The Western World

by Jacky

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1.
All Alone 03:37
My heart belongs to the night sky I've said that many times before If only you knew all the moon has told me Well if only you knew... I'm a loser and a dreamer and a drunkard I'm a no-good daysleeper I'm delirious and naive and frail and incomplete I'm a cantankerous scandal vandal But when I dream you can't stop me When I dream you can't stop me I've seen the bridges of London I've seen the walls of Berlin sullied their nights with the moon at my side wasted my precious time But when I dream you can't stop me When I dream you can't stop me cause when I dream, I dream big When I dream you can't catch me All alone in the western world All alone in our collective unconscious All alone in some fucked up world All alone and throwing punches When I dream you can't stop me When I dream you can't stop me Really I'm not half as interesting as I'm making it sound Just surviving on smart words and coffee and dreams what can you do can you do? But when I dream, you can't stop me When I dream you can't stop me Cause when I dream, I dream big When I dream you can't catch me
2.
192 04:46
Is this the last chance that I'll have to let it go? Is this the last chance There are 192 countries in the world Is this the last chance? I don't care anymore I wanna be whatever Looking at myself in the eyes of the world in the eyes of myself There are 192 countries in the world Not counting the Vatican I've been fighting the feeling Fighting the feeling and for what? I've been fighting the feeling Fighting the feeling and for what? I'm not living for the state or for any idea I'm not living for you I'll never be what you think that I ought to be I'm not living for me I wanna be whatever I don't care about sex I don't care about complex social games and things people expect Making things make sense is my own problem I've got no patience for meditation or self-control If I live with you, I must restrain myself so I'm done with you I'm pathetic and hateful and I know too much so deal with that I wanna be whatever I've been fighting the feeling fighting the feeling and for what? Cause there are thousands of nights left thousands of days left waiting for a call Is this the last chance that I'll have of letting go? Is this the last chance? I don't care anymore I wanna be whatever I don't care anymore And I hate everyone who doesn't sympathize with my arbitrary needs for stupid dreams and rampant self-pity and contempt for the idiots that outwit me Get away from me I wanna be whatever
3.
Nostalgic 04:29
When the world was a talking puppet When the world was a blinding dawn When the world spoke life in riddles When the world came down like hail we'll take the torch for ruthless nostalgia a tour de force of backward insomnia Unreachable things come in the twilight end before they begin In the end, I'm afraid of the world In the end, I'm scared of you Something inside always knows what's right Something inside never does what's right We floated on streams that sprang from our dreams We've sailed this sea on driftwood beams and now we stand here with a song in our ears and recall that we all still hope I speak to my friends for whom nonsense makes sense because the world never ties its ends I speak to my friends on whom everything depends because the world never ties its ends When the world was a talking puppet When the world was a blinding dawn
4.
Breasts 03:33
I drink a lot of coffee now I do a lot of work I meet a lot of people now I take a lot of walks But I miss your breasts and I miss your words and I miss your stalwart devotion in the face of hurt I go a lot of places now I seem to wear new clothes They know my name on the internet we'll see how far it goes But I miss your breasts and I miss your brain And I miss your eyes behind glasses And I miss your tales Everything seems easy now that I'm gone Everything seems easy Something must be wrong I float like a feather in a strange new song Everything seems easy now that I'm gone Everything seems easy Something must be wrong I float like a feather in a strange new song I drift like a stranger This can't go on for long And I miss your breasts And I miss your strange ideas And I miss your bright perspectives And I miss your dog And I miss your style And I miss your plays on words And I miss the person you so hoped I could help me be And miss the person you so hoped I could help you be And I miss unreachable purpose Come what may come May Can we meet on a summer's day? Can we go elsewhere? Can we live in another time? Can we settle there?
5.
Iceland 02:42
So our bond in this world has withered But the blue arctic flowers still grow The springs still flow on the mountainsides as we're living separate lives Our love lives on in Iceland And there's nothing you can do about Iceland Our love lives on in Iceland And you can't just forget about Iceland Its mountains are harder than your resolve and its beaches will forgive my treacherous heart Its volcanoes may look just as if they're dead But they're keeping the warmth of the Earth Iceland was formed by volcanic eruptions 20 million years ago It's gonna stay there for a billion more as far as the geologists know Our love lives on in Iceland And there's nothing you can do about Iceland Our love goes on in Iceland And our melody chimes on from Iceland Its seagulls will sing about our golden days And the fox says our love lives on in Iceland And yes I refuse to stop wallowing in the past The past is my eternal treasure When the future seems bleak, I'll fly to Keflavik Then I'll find what I seek in Reykjavik Hornstrandir - the polar coast Hornstrandir - the home of a ghost Iceland was the seventh most productive country in 2007 by GDP and though that dropped when the crisis struck they made it back in the elite quite easily Our love lives on in Iceland and there's nothing you can do about Iceland Yeah our dreams go on in Iceland and you can't just forget about Iceland Its mountains are harder than your resolve and you can't stop its geysers from speaking And the volcanoes may look just as if they're dead But they're keeping the warmth of the Earth
6.
Civilization 03:57
I built a nation inside me I built a civilization I defend my borders I defend my borders I know a place deep inside me where all the noise melts together I make worlds from silence I make worlds from silence
7.
Considering how amazingly intelligent I am it's remarkable how much I think about sex actually if I have to answer quite honestly it matters more to me than good books If somebody that I liked walked in the nude into my view I'd be inclined to put down what was I was reading even if it was Au Rechérche du Temps Perdue or The Unbearable Lightness of Being That's not something of which I am particularly proud cause I'd rather see myself as a reader but there's no use pretending things are not as they are and sometimes I'm as lustful as Humbert from Lolita La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la books and sex The worst thing about sex is that everybody likes it so when I lust, I don't exactly feel unique That's more than you can say about The Cantos by Ezra Pound that's much more useful for exuding some mystique When it comes to books I'm quite a man of the world But as for sex, I am more like the ugly duckling If literature were all, I would rank among the first so it's a shame we're so preoccupied with fucking Maybe from now on we should not separate the two 'cause frankly, booknerds are the sexiest stuff what say we build a lovely place where we can read and knock boots we could call it the library of love La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la books and sex
8.
Pictures 03:57
I was looking at pictures from your past Reading status updates from when you were young all the people you met all the events you attended and all the great sex I'm sure you had It makes me feel strange and a little envious because I never had a youth like that I never had a threesome never fucked someone in a bathroom And sometimes I wish that I had All those nights I spent dreaming in the dark dreaming of someone like you Yeah I grew up alone I was afraid and insecure And I couldn't have guessed I'd really meet you Oh Elysia my seven seas my storm, my boat, my harbour Oh Elysia my lost wonderland I'm looking at pictures of you So now it seems equally unreal that those moments in September when all our dreams came true and the puzzle was solved and we were still young those days have gone away like a comet Was it the things that you told me about your life those revelations that made me curl up inside or had I just lost myself in the maze of myself and forgotten how to love someone else? In any case I miss your every cubic inch and I cannot stop dreaming our dream now you're so far away I don't know who you are today But I still feel like you're standing next to me Oh Elysia my seven seas my storm, my boat, my harbour Oh Elysia my lost wonderland I'm looking at pictures of you Sometimes you scared me with your words when your life seemed much bigger than me I felt so alone when you were strange and cold It was like living and dying in exile Although it seems naive to believe I wanted to rise above everything to rekindle aspirations for the greatest destinations to rethink the meaning of forever Now I feel I don't know who you are you're like a patchwork of dreams with a rippled face drifting off to sea with the solution to me leaving me with just the mystery Oh Elysia my seven seas my storm, my boat, my harbour Oh Elysia my lost wonderland I'm looking at pictures of you Oh Elysia what's left for us now? all that I know is I miss you
9.
In the real world we're perfect In the real world we're true In the real world we're astronauts striving for the greatest cause But in this world I'm succumbing to a hopeless lust for solitude In this world we're aliens Who will come to save us? In the real world we're perfect we dream with passion, we make the action in the real world I've got no doubts for you in the real world I'm making worlds with you But this world can't understand us accommodate us or integrate us this world is useless this world is stupid Faster than we live, we die Faster than we fall, we fly The futile war The futile war Faster than we live, we die We love and laugh and suffer and cry The futile war The futile war In the real world we're icons conquering the unknown lands and making masterplans in the real world we're a mystery we're the kind of people that you'd like to be But in this world we're losing out to traumas and to fear and doubt In this world we're aliens Who will come to save us? Faster than we live, we die Faster than we fall, we fly The futile war The futile war Faster than we live, we die We love and laugh and suffer and cry The futile war The futile war If we could make it through it would be the biggest thing that ever happened in my small life In the real world we're perfect In the real world we're free In the real world we're a masterpiece We're a flame that burns through the centuries But in this world we're losing out to traumas and to fear and doubt in this world we're human how can we be true then?
10.
The War 04:02
This is no time for singing songs The war isn't over This is no time for drinking tea The enemy is getting closer Sunset on the battlefield Get back in your tent This is no time for dreaming We must wait for the end Don't speculate - the war won't wait our side is counting on you Don't lose yourself in reverie the gunshots fall suddenly This is no time for festivity The war isn't over This is no time for happy endings The enemy is over our shoulder The battlefield is dark and deep like the Russian wild today we fight, tonight we sleep in battalions, side by side Winter will come so keep your boots on And your eyes on the horizon The road is long we're marching on through the fields of our history This is no time for singing songs The war isn't over This is no time for drinking tea We must wait for the end
11.
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12.
Because there's silence always silence because the silence comes for me Because there's silence always silence Because the silence works for me Because there's silence always silence because there's silence underneath Because the silence stops the violence because there's silence inbetween Because there's silence always silence because the silence cannot lie Because there's silence real silence because the silence cannot die If I've known before then I don't know anymore If I've known before then I don't know anymore I don't want to carry a flag I don't want to gleam in a dream Because there's silence spacious silence because the silence loves me so Because there's silence open silence because the silence makes us grow If I've known before then I don't know anymore If I've known before then I don't know anymore I don't want to carry a flag I don't want to gleam in a dream Because the silence has no borders because the silence lets me rest Because I will not follow orders because the silence leaves me blessed Because there's silence always silence because the silence comes for me Because the silence stops the violence because there's silence inbetween
13.
Moshpit 03:01
I've become a product of society or surroundings or of circumstance or chance or of moods and of delusions Pushed around by politics and cultural currents stumbling in the storm along with all of you All I sing is yours All I sing is ours All I sing is yours You've got the power You've got the power Life is what I make it and I am what you made me we're living in a moshpit we might as well be crazy If I was ever young and pure I think I blinked and missed it we can never be quite sure we can never be quite grasped All I sing is yours All I sing is ours All I sing is yours You've got the power You've got the power You, me, everybody. We're in all of this together. You may walk home late at night, looking at the moon, thinking to yourself you're so alone, just you and the moon, but the thoughts you think, the street you walk on, the lights that make your shadow flicker come from us all, and we come from you. Whatever you do happens to me, happens to her, happens to him, on a small scale, on a large scale, the choices you make, the things you say, what you ignore, when you engage, we create each other everyday, and it's all we are - it's all there is, a giant moshpit, where will you take it? All I sing is yours All I sing is ours All I sing is yours You've got the power You've got the power

about

All songs by Jacob Stubbe Østergaard.

Special thanks (all my thanks are special) to:

- all my friends for not constantly calling to ask if I wouldn't prefer having a beer in the sun instead of deliriously twiddling knobs in a dark music room. Not that I would have come, I just hate it when the phone rings.

- the world, for being interesting enough to write songs about.

- the global economic reality for wildly privileging people like me for no moral reasons.

- Princess Chelsea and Robert Smith for not (yet) suing me for nearly plagiarizing their songs (see tracks 3 and 8)

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released August 19, 2015

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