Transparency

I'm backstage and it's like a funeral
Nothing's like it used to be
I won't touch your alcohol
The air is rain and factory

All you read is Dostoevsky
When all you need is Bukowski

Now the rain falls silent
In the northern quarter
Transparency of a soul
Transparency of a soul
Transparency, transparency

We French kiss at the urinals
Dancing at the silent disco
I don't see a wedding ring
Oh, I have enjoyed your company

You avantgarde motherfuckers
You avantgarde motherfuckers
You avantgarde motherfuckers
You avantgarde motherfuckers
Transparency of a soul
Transparency of a soul

Pull the curtains open
City of lights are passing by
What happens on the bus, stays on the bus
Let's leave this town for another one

Transparency, transparency
Transparency of our soul



Credits
Writer(s): Noralf Ronthi, Per-olav Wiik, Alexander Moeklebust Larsen, Kim Ljung Andresen
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