En dag snart skal du dra
Og du kommer til å si at det gjør vondt
Å skilles
Etter så lenge
Jeg skal lytte
Holde
Løfte
Og når samtalen er over
Reiser vi oss
Jeg skal følge deg til døra
Gi deg en klem
Ønske deg lykke til videre
Og si at alt kommer til å gå bra
Jeg ser for meg at du nikker
Øynene dine vil ha tørket opp
Og du drister deg kanskje til et smil
Du vil si at du føler deg 10,
Nei, kanskje 20 kg lettere
Så skal jeg se deg gå litt rakere i ryggen
Nedover trappa
Ut av syne
Og jeg
Jeg blir stående en stund og gynge
Før jeg setter meg igjen
Og da kommer stolen
til å knekke
For det er stolens
Privilegium
«Skin» (lyrics)
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About youSeconds from my heart
A bullet from the dark
Helpless, I surrender
Shackled by your love
Holding me like this
With poison on your lips
Only when it’s over
The silence hits so hard
‘Cause it was almost love, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you
When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you
It was almost love, it was almost…
We bleed ourselves in vain
How tragic is this game?
Turn around, I’m holding on to someone
But the love is gone
Carrying the load, with wings that feel like stone
Knowing that we nearly fell so far now
It’s hard to tell
Yeah we came so close, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you
When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you
While I reached out for your hand
When the walls were caving in
When I see you on the other side
We can try all over again
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you
When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you
‘Cause it was almost love, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love
