Thursday, October 29, 2009

Ode To Lillehammer

In 2001 we lived in Lillehammer, Norway for six months. It was a good time - and life-changing. You could say that it was everything a study abroad trip should be. Learning a language. Interacting with locals. Gaining a new perspective on life. Etc. We definately fell in love with the language, culture, and shenanigans of Norway. So, here is a love song to Lillehammer. Really, it's just a fun reflection on some of our expereinces in Norway and the other countries we visited. Good times!

"Ode To Lillehammer"

Exploring the fjords and trains
Most beautiful blustery winter
Up with the midnight sun
The stars are just like glitter
Illuminate heart and mind
Like heat on the bathroom tile,
The best things in life can be found on this street
Just walk with me for a while
Night falls around us while eating potatoes
Waterfalls sing in the dark just ‘cause they know
Skiing down hills is fun, that’s apparent
But not as much fun as photos with Darren
Hunting wolves prevents overpopulation,
Tattoos on independence celebrations
Red and white parties for Russ graduations
Concordia, Luther; peace between nations

I love you I love you I love you I love you,
I love you I love you I love you I love you,
I love you I love you I love you I love you,
Really means I love you

My love, love, love, love is away
My love, love, love, we’ll meet again one day.

Lutheran agnostics sing hymns of progression,
The 7-11 in Town of Recession
Scaring off demons with crosses and dragons
Ice travel happens on skis hooked to wagons
Running down hills to the street brushing teeth
The speeding train carries us all while we sleep
Postmodern football in socialist nations
Stein wearing jerseys of sports imitations
Yellow sheets create our togas for volleyball
Mammoth beer’s not such a great purchase after all
Bicycles fly by on streets made of slippery ice
Norwegian men are thin also the girls are nice
Airplane rides over an ocean that’s cold and wet
Here come the locals to pass around cigarettes
Castles, cathedrals; perpetual camera flash
Birdseed bread, chocolate spread, campfire’s smoke and ash

Euphoria, -phoria, -phoria, -phoria
phoria, -phoria, -phoria, -phoria
phoria, -phoria, -phoria, -phoria
Can’t describe my joy

My love, love, love, love is away
My love, love, love, we’ll meet again one day.

Magazine cutouts from ads that are funny,
A train ride to Bergen to spend all your money
In Finland, Estonia; duty-free cruisin’
Not quite the selection of ol’ Rema Tusen
Fish markets silver rings napkins on fire,
Peanut butter; not caring if it’s expired
Colorful houses and second-hand shop
Alice Cooper and Ronnie’s show make your jaw drop
Loved ones were absent but sights to be seen
Watch out for that guy they call String Machine
Our political views changed like yesterday’s underwear
Like we were listened to, not like they didn’t care
Life here moves easily, stay for a while
Cause there isn’t a drive-thru in 2000 miles
Is that feminist jamming to Natalie Maines,
on the bus and the plane and the boat and the train?

Being home, being home, being home, being home,
Being home, being home, being home, being home
Being home, being home, being home, being home,
Still while I’m away

My love, love, love, love is away
My love, love, love, we’ll meet again one day.

Cheeseburger, fries, or a bowl of fish pudding, Now,
what if I told you that one may contain Mad Cow?
Enter Sandman; the place that we played it
I thought of the Cadbury Egg; CJ ate it.
Presidents fumbling through speeches on TV
Notting Hill’s strawberry guy from the movie
Working out deep in the bowels of the college,
We talked with the Balkans and owed an apology.
Too much gelato while sleeping in Beehives
What the heck happened on that evening’s bus ride?
Cat’s at the window meowing for dinner
It’s never easy to bring down current winners
But moose tracks will scare you right off of a mountain
The vodka in Russia is flowing like fountains
And wintery picnics, the heavy smoke made your eyes water
Or maybe it’s because you plagiarized

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
Har du vaert i Norge?

My love, love, love, love is away
My love, love, love, we’ll meet again one day.

My love, love, love, love, is away
My love, love, love, you’re in my heart to stay.



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