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This was the first song I ever wrote with my ukulele. I think it's really about a whole bunch of people who, for whatever reason, aren't my friends anymore.

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It looked like a clear and present danger
And I’m sure that you thought you understood
Your heart wasn’t breaking when you told me
But your mind it was melting in its mould

Walking
Running
Chasing me home

So if I seem like I’m lashing out in anger
It is the voices in my head that make me sing
And if you thought it was your purpose to protect her
It was the voices in your head that made you cling
To waking memories

And something kept holding you back then
And you never stepped out of your shell
Afterwards you sank ever deeper
Into the world inside your wishing well

Walking
Running
Chasing me home

So if I seem like I’m lashing out in anger
It is the voices in my head that make me sing
And if you thought it was your purpose to protect her
It was the voices in your head that made you cling
To waking memories

You’re feeling closer
You’re walking on ice
You’re playing with fire
And you think it’s quite nice

Walking
Running
Chasing me home

So if I seem like I’m lashing out in anger
It is the voices in my head that make me sing
And if you thought it was your purpose to protect her
It was the voices in your head that made you cling
To waking memories

If I'm lashing out in anger
It is the voices in my head that make me sing
And if you thought it was your purpose to protect her
It was the voices in your head that made you cling
To waking memories
To waking memories

Walking
Running
Chasing me home

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from My Friends Are More Fucked Up than Me, released April 30, 2012
Music, lyrics, vocals, ukulele and percussion by Maia Jern

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Maia Jern Oslo, Norway

26-year-old rock and folk singer from Norway. I've got a green ukulele, a piano and a microphone. I use them to make music, and some of it ends up here.

(Photo by Glenruben Engen)

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