Rosenkrantz and Kristiansgate (I​’​m Dead)

from A New Kind Of Loneliness by Michael Weston King

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Under the roof of the Bristol Hotel
My thoughts are of flying without leaving my bed
I watch my cigarette fall down to the street
On Rosenkrantz and Kristiansgate I’m dead


Oslo is waking, I’m barely breathing
Leaving this town with the neon in my head
Hands in my pockets, lost on the corner
On Rosenkrantz and Kristiansgate I’m dead


There’s still some snow on the tops of the mountains
There’s still some songs that need to be heard
There is an undertow that I have to swim through
While I’m,
Clinging to the tip of the ice berg
Clinging to the top of the world


I’m walking and wounded, missing in action
Just another hungry mouth (that is) still to be fed
Seeking some shelter, watching young lovers
On Rosenkrantz and Kristiansgate, I’m dead


There’s still a flag that needs to be planted
My final speech is yet to be heard,
The fear of failing still be conquered..
While I’m,
Clinging to the tip of the ice berg
Clinging to the top of the world


Nobody knows me, nobody loves me
Isn’t being ignored what we all dread
I’m screaming and shouting, yet still no-one hears me
On Rosenkrantz and Kristiansgate, I’m dead
On Rosenkrantz and Kristiansgate, I’m dead

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from A New Kind Of Loneliness, released April 10, 2020

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Michael Weston King Montgomery, UK

Former leader of Alt. Country pioneers, The Good Sons, 12 years a solo artist and currently 1/2 of award winning country soul duo My Darling Clementine.

"King has a voice part Nashville balladeer and part Alt Country hero, a cross between Nick Cave and Rodney Crowell"
- The Independent
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