Goldrush

there's a train
leaving soon
and it has space
for me and you

from the city to the suburbs
getting away from the traffic
it's quiet in the evening
and nobody's trying to hurt you

cause we have heard
about the fights
and we are
not amused

we will follow a familiar road
and fill the hollow of our souls
with a child

In a state of
waiting for god
or something closer
a second child
a newborn kitchen
a flickering light

from the sun, shaking up us, we're awake
but trying to live in a dream
moldering life from a lie
telling us all will be wonderful
and nobody's going to die
and we can just work in our garden
saving our plants from the flies
but saving the world will be harder

we're keeping our fingers crossed
while painting the fence
and using dental floss

it's a good ride, airbag safe
harmless jokes and repetitive days
welcome...



Credits
Writer(s): Gravlund Karl Peder, Elger Carl Johan Georg Magnus, Ebbersten Patrik
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