I woke up first on the first of spring
How long we slept, I can’t remember
But it felt like a good thing
To finally close our eyes
And just wait for the morning
To finally close these eyes
I thought, maybe it will all blow over
By the time we wake
Maybe things will work out this time around
Another 9-5 will surely fix us up
Take a breath, let’s breathe
Just for a minute
Another year, my love
The morning came
The morning came, we stayed in bed
I watched your hair fall over your eyelids
Wishing I could read the walls inside your head
You said, so what are you thinking?
I can tell that there’s something in there
So, what do we do?
I don’t know, all I can think of
Is the summer of strawberry ciders and Absolut
If I could pinpoint
And I was good for you then
The moment it went out of hand
I could’ve taken yours
And you were in love with me and an American man
And I remember that night in your car
I remember every word you said
It didn’t hit me as hard as it would do come the morning
I know that you’re trying your best
And you know I love you to death
But something’s missing man, this life is getting boring
I’m running with your story
(I bookmarked the end it’s by the bed)
You’re so good at putting it in lines
(Slowing things down won’t get us out of it)
Shift position
(Everything’s changing I think we’re waking up)
Everything’s changing now
We toss in the sheets but the blank, white, pages are running out
Blurry vision
(I know you’re tired, the quarrels and over time)
I can’t see past these endless nights
(I promised to get better but I’m still terrified)
I promise, without the traffic I’d be home in time
We could be getting older
We could’ve had a good life
I never planned to marry
But I would have been your wife
We’d be like
All those happy people I see inside of my head
And all those selfish little people on the outside of my head
I never planned to marry
No one to bury
When we all end up dead
You thought I’d quit the dramatics
But baby
You should know me better than that
I woke up first on the first of spring
I can’t put this behind me, I’m still hoping I’ll find you
I woke up first on the first of spring
My memory’s bleeding, you know I still need you
How long we slept I can’t remember
Tell me there’s good in me somewhere
I woke up first on the first of spring
credits
from Sorry, Something, Summer,
released May 13, 2022
Adam Thybeck: guitar
Alexandra Thynell: additional vocals
Benito Skarp: bass, drums, backing vocals
Jonatan Björkman: vocals, guitar
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