THE TALLEST MAN ON EARTH // My Dear

The Tallest Man On Earth is the Swedish singer songwriter Kristian Matsson.. With his most exceptional and unique vocal you just lose yourself in the music. A vocal that is perfectly suited to the folk music style it accompanies.. So in this video we share it had to be LIVE. Matsson's story is quite an interesting one in the way he was quite shy and unassuming in his early days as an artist. He didn't plan to release music full time and never shared personal information when sharing his art form.

So this kind of tells you it's as real as it can get. Recording his music himself at home shows another unique string to his bow as he records his guitar and vocals at the same time on one track.. This is another sure fire sign of his talent. In the modern music day and age of over produced computer generated songs its always cool to get back to self.. In its simplest formats.. We love the blues and we love folk at Orajin. Of course we love all music but give a singer and a guitar singing from the heart any day of the week.

I personally own his vinyl and they are played regularly at home and his music features heavily on my digital playlists. Having listened to influential folk artists be it political or life based TheTallest Man On Earth is most certainly on my go to list and his modest story only enhances his appeal..

LYRICS

My body's in the summer storm
And my mind is with the feeling after
Old memories I can't let go
I'm moving on but they run faster

My morning is empty and the streets are wide
I look for nothing and I feel all right
Stillness in the ways I try
And then you walk on by

My body says the water's cold
But my mind will have a way to cross it
And I know I held the time so dear
And the feeling it was here, I lost it

My morning is empty and the streets are wide
I look for nothing and I feel all right
Stillness in the ways I try
And then you walk on by

In a patch in the forest
Little bells hang from the tree
And I ring them so gently
What if you heard me now, my dear?

My body's with the birds in me
But my mind is with the times they're leaving
I want them but I let them go
There's a sparkle in the dust I breathe in

My morning is empty and the streets are wide
I look for nothing and I feel all right
Stillness in the ways I try
And then you walk on by

My morning is empty and the streets are wide
I look for nothing and I feel all right, oh
Stillness in the ways I try
As I lean into the morning light
It's like my body's in some other town
And then you walk on by