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!
C#m B B Bm
These rivers are red from a summer gone by
C#m E F# F#m
dragging the rubbles to sea.
C#m B B Bm
They're pointing their guns towards northern skies
C#m E F# F#m
still none of them call themselves free.
C#m B B Bm
Afraid to collide, you fall out of your mind
C#m E F# F#m
to kiss concrete ground with your teeth.
C#m B B Bm
But with two cigarettes and your letter, combined
C#m E F#
This air is too heavy to breathe.
C#m B F# F#m
This air is too heavy to breathe.
[Interlude]
C#m B B Bm
C#m E F#
F# C#m B B Bm
Oh....In order to stop them you cry out a spell
C#m E F# F#m
that withers in rubbles overseas.
C#m B B Bm
"Take all your fluid words, kiss me farewell
C#m B F#
and give me peace."
C#m B F#
Give me peace.
These rivers are red from a summer gone by
C#m E F# F#m
dragging the rubbles to sea.
C#m B B Bm
They're pointing their guns towards northern skies
C#m E F# F#m
still none of them call themselves free.
C#m B B Bm
Afraid to collide, you fall out of your mind
C#m E F# F#m
to kiss concrete ground with your teeth.
C#m B B Bm
But with two cigarettes and your letter, combined
C#m E F#
This air is too heavy to breathe.
C#m B F# F#m
This air is too heavy to breathe.
[Interlude]
C#m B B Bm
C#m E F#
F# C#m B B Bm
Oh....In order to stop them you cry out a spell
C#m E F# F#m
that withers in rubbles overseas.
C#m B B Bm
"Take all your fluid words, kiss me farewell
C#m B F#
and give me peace."
C#m B F#
Give me peace.
Modern Space
Modern Talking
Modernistit
Modest Apollo
Modestep