It Never Happened

by Albin Andersson

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released November 27, 2015

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Swedish singer-songwriter Albin Andersson, currently based in Berlin.

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Track Name: Mayfly
Did I ever tell you all was a lie?
The way I walked, the way I smiled?
The moment the door closed I thought I had died
The only thing left from there, was just to survive

I hided well in my new disguise
Born again upon pillars of lies
But down below my fighting heart was in pain
But I was shining like I'd never seen rain
It all was a lie

Shadow and regrets come strip me bare
Do whatever pleases you most, I just don't care

Do you know how far a mayfly can fly?
I heard it's born the same day it dies
Does it panic when the sun's coming down?
Or does it look back on the day with a smile?
If so, tell me how

Did I ever tell you on that day
That most of all I felt ashamed?
For all the things that I knew you held dear
And the way that my everyday fear
Always took them away

Shadow and regrets come strike me down
Do whatever pleases you most, I will not mind
Track Name: Connections
Too familiar thoughts come walking through the walls
I'm well but suspecting disaster
And everyone around me tells me all is fine
But they don't see how my creative connections
Are painting a smiling face on the wall again

'Cos what good does facts do when you stare into the blue
And your mind is a mountain in motion?
Slap it in the face, restrain it for some days
You might stall it but won't change the conclusion:
Whatever delusion, truth or illusion; it's there

And at times it'll be released, that breath you held for weeks
Spinning the world back in motion
But down there in the deep, he's always yours to keep
The painter filled with all his devotion

He's cracking his knuckles and mistrusting the life mundane
And striking the wall again