Darkest of Places
Sleepy town
Where the river crawls around the bend
And the winters seem to never end
Didn't miss you much, barely kept in touch
They all knew
You were never going to make it far
You, your notebook and the blue guitar
And you proved them right
Broke and broken down
Couldn't spot a friend
Anywhere around
My mind chases me to the darkest of places
And slams the door in my face
It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there
Holy hell
Will you ever stop stumbling?
Now your whole world is crumbling
There's no way to hide what is happening
Waking up with no choice but to soldier on
And your mind is going, going, gone
And you're getting old
And she'll leave you know
Might be for the best
Need to let her go
My mind chases me to the darkest of places
And slams the door in my face
It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there
My mind chases me to the darkest of places
And slams the door in my face
It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there
My mind chases me to the darkest of places
And slams the door in my face
It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there
Where the river crawls around the bend
And the winters seem to never end
Didn't miss you much, barely kept in touch
They all knew
You were never going to make it far
You, your notebook and the blue guitar
And you proved them right
Broke and broken down
Couldn't spot a friend
Anywhere around
My mind chases me to the darkest of places
And slams the door in my face
It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there
Holy hell
Will you ever stop stumbling?
Now your whole world is crumbling
There's no way to hide what is happening
Waking up with no choice but to soldier on
And your mind is going, going, gone
And you're getting old
And she'll leave you know
Might be for the best
Need to let her go
My mind chases me to the darkest of places
And slams the door in my face
It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there
My mind chases me to the darkest of places
And slams the door in my face
It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there
My mind chases me to the darkest of places
And slams the door in my face
It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there
Credits
Writer(s): Ola Kluft
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