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The loss of a shoe
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Lolita Ray Swedish and English acoustic songs
Here you find some history of my songwriting kept. Back in the the day's I recorded my songs directly into my computer, often just a couple of days after I wrote them. The sound quality is not good. But each one of them reflekt the very special feeling I only have when a song is new.... You can also listen to some studiorecorded stuff with my two ex. bands here on soundclick: search for the bandnames Little Failures (English songs) and Lill-Britt Siv (Swedish songs). I write both in English and in Swedish wich is my native language. And when I write in English I try to use the language in my own way wich means it may not always be after the book... Most of the photos on this website are taken by Welsh photographer Rhys Jones. The others my myself. In november 2011 I released my first soloalbum in Swedish. Flickan av is. 10 songs of my own and three translations of Steve Earle. You can listen to a couple of tracks att myspace.com/lolitaray, and of course Spotify and iTunes, and if you want to order a copy, drop me a mail at sixstring97@yahoo.com Pax Lo
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Peak #148
Peak in subgenre #20
Author
Lolita Ray
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Lolita Ray
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May 14, 2002
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MP3 4.0 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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The loss of a shoe I had the strangest dream one night I was going for a swim I went down to the little lake Where I played when I was a kid Villy De Ville was sitting on the bridge And David Bowie sat there too David looked at me with sad eyes and said: I lost my red shoe From the moment we where born Till the day that we die There are things that we lose And we keep asking why If we just can accept That time is our share That life itself Is the greatest gift we’ll get Then you will see it too, There is nothing to do Life is far more important Than a loss of a red shoe I sat down on the bridge with them And we talked about old times Villy said that he felt old, That ageing was a crime David said he didn’t mind That his grey hair was okay If he only knew where to find The red shoe he left behind From the moment we where born Till the day that we die There are things that we lose And we keep asking why If we just can accept That time is our share That life itself Is the greatest gift we’ll get Then you will see it too, There is nothing to do Life is far more important Than a loss of a red shoe I woke up and I felt relieved Like a heavy burden fallen from me I packed a lot of stuff that day And gave away for charity If we just can accept That time is our share That life itself Is the greatest gift we’ll get Then you will see it too, There is nothing to do Life is far more important Than a loss of a red shoe (photo: Rhys Jones)
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