I remember in the bath-tub with you it was nice
But then all the water turned into ice
And our love was freezing until it stopped
And we couldn’t move and the bubbles wouldn’t pop
Now I’m still fishing in frozen lakes
A heated hook is all that it takes
And I’ll jump inside…

I remember in summer autumn winter spring
We were staying in bed, you were queen I was king
The parcel service kept bringing us gifts
We unpacked them but there was no need for anything at
all, cause we’d kiss and it would be alright
No waiting for answers no need for a fight

I’m constantly chasing the
bus to the stations where
I should have been
I’m constantly tracing the
gallery of faces
that I should have seen
I’m desperately waiting for a situation
where the things that make me
don’t disagree

Now I don’t know
What is there left
After this robbery,
After this theft
Poison is spilt over my memories, yeah
all of the images are covered with flees - and I
Shake, cause I have to
Forget all the good

I’m furiously driving
Down the hill
The trees at the side are strong
I could kill
Myself if I’d just make a tiny move
I’m picking up stones
From the road to hell
Are they strong enough to crack open my shell
I’m not in the mood… no…

I’m constantly chasing the
bus to the stations where
I should have been
I’m constantly tracing the
gallery of faces
that I should have seen
I’m desperately waiting for a situation
where the things that make me
don’t disagree
ooooooh

by Hannes, Frida