Biography:
Pål Moddi Knutsen (born February 18, 1987) is a Norwegian musician from the island Senja. Moddi is self-taught, counting accordion and acoustic guitar as his main instruments. His music has been described as a blend of folk music, pop and post-rock.
www.moddi.no
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Other songs:
- A Matter Of Habit
- House By The Sea
- June Fourth
- June Fourth 1989 From The Shattered Pieces Of A Stone It Begins
- Mannen I Ausa
- My Vietnam
- Northern Line
- Oh My Father I Am Joseph
- One Minute More
- Open Letter
- Our Worker
- Parrot Goat And Rooster
- Poetry
- Punk Prayer
- Rubbles
- Smoke
- Sola
- Strange Fruit
- Stuck In The Waltz
- Togsang
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Verse]
Bm
This place begins to cave. These are a madman’s days.
G Em Bm
A trembling land must play a murderer’s game.
Bm B Bm
The blind man’s flickering eyes. A flame as black as night.
G Em Bm
The unborn children die before me now.
G Em7 G Em7
But from the soldier’s broken bones, from a mothers’ silent songs,
G Asus A Bm
from the pieces of a shattered stone it starts.
[Verse]
Bm
We learn and then forget the screams and silhouettes.
G Em Bm A
In time you’ll find we’ll make the same mistakes.
Bm B Bm A Bm
So ruins are reborn, an ever blood-red dawn.
G Em Bm
The palm-lines turn to cracks beneath our feet.
[Verse]
G Em7 G Em7
But from the silence of the tombs, from the broken, barren wombs,
G Asus4 A Bm
from the pieces of a shattered stone it starts.
G E7/G# G E7
From the parted lovers’ lips, from the nailless fingertips,
G Asus4 A/B Bm
from the whispers of a silenced voice it starts.
Bm
This place begins to cave. These are a madman’s days.
G Em Bm
A trembling land must play a murderer’s game.
Bm B Bm
The blind man’s flickering eyes. A flame as black as night.
G Em Bm
The unborn children die before me now.
G Em7 G Em7
But from the soldier’s broken bones, from a mothers’ silent songs,
G Asus A Bm
from the pieces of a shattered stone it starts.
[Verse]
Bm
We learn and then forget the screams and silhouettes.
G Em Bm A
In time you’ll find we’ll make the same mistakes.
Bm B Bm A Bm
So ruins are reborn, an ever blood-red dawn.
G Em Bm
The palm-lines turn to cracks beneath our feet.
[Verse]
G Em7 G Em7
But from the silence of the tombs, from the broken, barren wombs,
G Asus4 A Bm
from the pieces of a shattered stone it starts.
G E7/G# G E7
From the parted lovers’ lips, from the nailless fingertips,
G Asus4 A/B Bm
from the whispers of a silenced voice it starts.
Modern Space
Modern Talking
Modernistit
Modest Apollo
Modestep