Stranded

SKILLA
Text & Musik : Nina Christensen

I was stranded on a hard bench. Someone tried to comfort me but I was spitted out again,
To the big blue, where I was trembling until the day I figured out that I could float.

Now I am stranded on a white beach. After a while understood that it surely could be done.
And my big blue doesn’t have to be my enemy. It was the space I needed to figure myself out.

Here in my heart I am trying to stay alive though it’s hard
Cause my heart need to have that faith in the good will

As I lay there, there were shadows coming over me as I thought that I was safe.
And in that darkness I first panicked, until the day I figured out that I could see.
As I lay there, I thought that maybe those shadows could be caused by something that is good
And above me there was this palm tree, spreading its sheltering green that was keeping me from burning.

Here in my heart I am trying to stay alive though it’s hard
Cause my heart need to have that faith in the good will

Turn something bad to some good.
Try to win though you’re last,
cause you should believe in your strenght.
Can’t you feel it? It is burning there inside you.