When will it go
the raging silence
I hang on
I’ll find my way
I’ll be gone
[Close to Violence] by [Lowood]
A dense, early morning harbor fog the color of chimney smoke consumed [Copenhagen] and prevented me from taking last looks at my favorite places on my way out of the city. Visibility is poor, with only a few feet …
It was a mild and tempting breeze
above a cold and sleeping sea
With strong arms to swim out to the island
anyone knows we were that close
[Sea Birds] by [Burning Hearts]
For the last handful of my final hours in Denmark I have drifted like sea vapor into the rooms, dragging with me a wistful mood and a suitcase. …
You’re my possession, you’re the ghost
I’m your possession, I am yours
[Your Indifference] by [We & Lisa]
On the streets everyone is hustling with excitement under their usual coolness. The shops are bursting with holiday cheer and national pride. Behind the glass of the city homes little Danish flags, the [Dannebrog], are strung in the Christmas …
When the moment dies
and I come to you
with a broken lie
that I made for you
[Modern Drift] by [Efterklang]
I remember in clusters of common experiences. I have all of these memories of my time in Denmark, of living with Daniel, but the order they go in is where things get blurry. After some false starts I’ve found …
The word that I breath is the word that I need
And the song that I sing don’t mean anything
Don’t you wonder why it’s always been this way
[Wonder] by [Jack Savoretti]
I am a recrudescent vision following Sylvia’s visit to Copenhagen; a long weekend of enduring laughter that knocked me conscious. I sent her home with my signature …
Don’t mind your bluntness as long as it’s true
I don’t mind your rashness or self-conscious moods
I will not depart from your sight or your thoughts
But please do consider the innocence lost
[Innocence Lost] by [Marte Heggelund]
For Sylvia, I am the American Consul of the Kingdom of Danmark. I do my best to show her the Scandinavia …
Questions should be asked always
Problems will be there anyways
[Questions] by [Dark Captain Light Captain]
I’m preparing for an intrusion to my hermetic schedule, puttering the honey-wood floors in the hallways and the Indian rugs in the main rooms as I prepare the spare bedroom for my guest. I’ve unpacked the makings for a special Danish cuisine. There …
And every single choice
We’ve made along the way
Is a twist of fate
Our plans, they may as well
Be just coincidence
[Plans Are Just Coincidence] by [The Limousines]
There’s no such thing as coincidence. I’ve tallied 35 instances of this phrase in the words sent between me and my Danish lover in the weeks leading up to my first trip …
The way things have been for me lately feels as though
I might never see the light at the end of this tunnel
vision prevents me from seeing the beauty around me and
whether or not I should see you as a threat or a blessing
[Air From a Tiny Hole] by [The Way It Is]
I have embraced the constant, …
She came down the aisles
With champagne and seashells
But offered me
Only peanuts
[Plane Crash] by [Liam Finn & Eliza Jane]
A blight has infested the waters of my brilliant plan to come here and lay out the truth in neat, honest rows. I’ve been pacing the wooden floors of my Copenhagen lodgings for the better part of an hour, …