Oh midsommar walks
Tired feet, eyes so blind
Like a stone on the shore
Which angels carry and cry
Driving high, almost flying
Blood is boiling so warm
Rebel teens kill the night
Awaiting a morning so wrong
No more sad songs, no more sad tunes
Im tired of feeling down and alone
Who else is there when less is more
For me to send sad love letters for?
But that's the thing with heartbreak
To you its an atomic bomb and to the world its a cliché
You said to me, if we never speak to send you a song to hold and to keep
So this is it, my final call, may it find you where you may ever roam
And when the time comes and whole world gives its back to you and nothing is clear
Just remember, it's me and you against the world, just me and you, dear!
Midsommar walks
Away from this war
Can you hear my heart roar?
Midsommar walks