To Helsingor on a train to Nivaa
With a friend
As we
Hug ourselves
From the bleak winter
I pedal myself back home
The moonlight blue from water stones
I call my love
I told her that I'm staying warm
Is this the life I'll live
With a bike on the sidewalk
I'll see the nightingales
Across the trees inside of the moon
Is this the life I'll live
With my hands on the rifle
And I'll see myself in the river
Under the bridge
To the north station, my
Hands are stiff on the handlebars
And my cuffs are dyed from the mud and dirt
A thought in my head said
Another month
When my hands can move
So I dreamt of flying
With magpies
Across the moon
Is this the life I'll live
Am I the snow on the sidewalk
Will I be the trail that breaks off
From the bridge
Is this the life I'll live
Am I afraid of the rifles
When can I swim
Across the ocean to see my love
The sounds runs deep
It'll shake my skin
I'll see the metal birds
Throughout the wind
I don't wanna be here
My blood will run thin
I'll run away
I'll run away from here