Passing Through Me Front Cover

Lyric

Where You Ended, I Began

Mirsa Tollen

You came in late

With your borrowed smile

Stayed long enough

To change my style

I wore your words

Like they were mine

Now they fit loose

After some time

I learned your shape

Then let it go

A little light

Still in my bones

I was not lost

Just rearranged

Your hands were brief

But I changed

Where you ended, I began

Where you ended, I began

I kept the part

That understands

I don't look back

For the same ache

I know the edges

That you made

You were a season

On my skin

Now I can feel

Myself again

I learned your shape

Then let it go

A little light

Still in my bones

I was not lost

Just rearranged

Your hands were brief

But I changed

Where you ended, I began

Where you ended, I began

I kept the part

That understands

You were the door

I walked through

What I became

Is mine to use

No bitter truth

No broken claim

Just a soft new face

With my own name

Where you ended, I began

Where you ended, I began

I kept the part

That understands

  • Lyricist

    Mirsa Tollen

  • Composer

    Mirsa Tollen, Elva Krenn

  • Producer

    Tomas Fenn

  • Vocals

    Mirsa Tollen

Passing Through Me Front Cover

Listen to Where You Ended, I Began by Mirsa Tollen

Streaming / Download

  • 1

    Rain at the Terminal

    Mirsa Tollen

  • 2

    The Spare Key by the Canal

    Mirsa Tollen

  • 3

    Close Enough to Leave

    Mirsa Tollen

  • 4

    A Passing Shower in My Room

    Mirsa Tollen

  • 5

    No Reply at the Ferry Gate

    Mirsa Tollen

  • 6

    Passing Through Me

    Mirsa Tollen

  • 7

    I Was Only a Port to You

    Mirsa Tollen

  • 8

    Warehouse Lights After Midnight

    Mirsa Tollen

  • 9

    You Left Before the Tide

    Mirsa Tollen

  • 10

    Still Here by the Harbor Fog

    Mirsa Tollen

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    Where You Ended, I Began

    Mirsa Tollen

Mirsa Tollen's debut album Passing Through Me is set in a North Sea port city, capturing a relationship that felt like love to her, but was only temporary to the other person
Against rain-soaked trams, ferry terminals, and warehouse lights at night, she sings of almost-lovers, vague goodbyes, mornings of farewell, and the traces left behind, through cold minimal synths and a soft restrained voice...

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