Water (feat. Lucas Vittrup)
I see a buffet of flowers
Birds flying by
Trees as high as towers
Like they touch the sky
See all those beautiful things and almost forget that the water is cold
I see bees in their hives
Sparrows in their nests
Always wondered if
They like seeds or insects
See all those pretty things and almost forget that the water is cold
But the water is cold
But the water is cold
Yeah, the water is cold
I can see the skies
I can't see the land
I can't free my hand
But the water is cold
I can feel the flies
I can feel them land
I don't understand
But the water is cold
A silhouette in the dark
It makes me so confused
Are you here for my heart, or am I being rescued
See all those lovely things and still forgetting that the water is cold, so cold
I see the blue lights come, it's like they're chasing me
The deafening sound of sirens is just a memory
See all those scary things, now I remember that the water is
Cold
I wanted to grow old
Maybe sing my songs or on a stage perform
But now funnily enough my fingertips are warm
Who would've fucking thought this is how my story unfolds
But I just. try to fight back, to bounce back, the code crack
But the more I move this water keeps on holding me back
Now I'm sorry mom this is so hard to say
But I dont think I'll show up at dinner today
Fucking hell mom you screamed at me and told me to stay
Now I'm seeing humming birds sing along as I pray
Souvenirs come in flashes fuck I miss our first date
You would've loved all theses flowers, got you a tulip bouquet
Well at least I'll go out with this beautiful landscape, a cascade morphing into the wood on my casket, over here
Only my echo listens to me in this vast pit, over here
Hope you remember my voice here in my last tape
But the water is cold
But the water is cold
Yeah, the water is cold
I can see the skies
I can't see the land
They have freed my hand
But the water is cold
I can't feel the flies
I can't feel them land
I don't understand
But the water is cold
I can see the skies
I can't see the land
They have freed my hand
But the water is cold
I can't feel the flies
I can't feel them land
I don't understand
Now my body is cold
Birds flying by
Trees as high as towers
Like they touch the sky
See all those beautiful things and almost forget that the water is cold
I see bees in their hives
Sparrows in their nests
Always wondered if
They like seeds or insects
See all those pretty things and almost forget that the water is cold
But the water is cold
But the water is cold
Yeah, the water is cold
I can see the skies
I can't see the land
I can't free my hand
But the water is cold
I can feel the flies
I can feel them land
I don't understand
But the water is cold
A silhouette in the dark
It makes me so confused
Are you here for my heart, or am I being rescued
See all those lovely things and still forgetting that the water is cold, so cold
I see the blue lights come, it's like they're chasing me
The deafening sound of sirens is just a memory
See all those scary things, now I remember that the water is
Cold
I wanted to grow old
Maybe sing my songs or on a stage perform
But now funnily enough my fingertips are warm
Who would've fucking thought this is how my story unfolds
But I just. try to fight back, to bounce back, the code crack
But the more I move this water keeps on holding me back
Now I'm sorry mom this is so hard to say
But I dont think I'll show up at dinner today
Fucking hell mom you screamed at me and told me to stay
Now I'm seeing humming birds sing along as I pray
Souvenirs come in flashes fuck I miss our first date
You would've loved all theses flowers, got you a tulip bouquet
Well at least I'll go out with this beautiful landscape, a cascade morphing into the wood on my casket, over here
Only my echo listens to me in this vast pit, over here
Hope you remember my voice here in my last tape
But the water is cold
But the water is cold
Yeah, the water is cold
I can see the skies
I can't see the land
They have freed my hand
But the water is cold
I can't feel the flies
I can't feel them land
I don't understand
But the water is cold
I can see the skies
I can't see the land
They have freed my hand
But the water is cold
I can't feel the flies
I can't feel them land
I don't understand
Now my body is cold
Credits
Writer(s): Anders Mørck
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