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He falls asleep on her chest |
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The best sleep he’d ever met |
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Nevertheless |
| [00:37.922] |
He dreams of some stranger’s caress |
| [00:44.572] |
So he awakes and he knows |
| [00:49.924] |
Maybe someone else is supposed |
| [00:55.875] |
To meet his hazy anticipating eyes |
| [01:08.546] |
He draws the curtains aside |
| [01:15.668] |
Unfolding the first morning light |
| [01:21.619] |
He glances at his disenchanted life |
| [01:32.531] |
Restlessness is me, you see |
| [01:42.131] |
It’s hard to be safe |
| [01:50.459] |
It’s difficult to be happy |
| [02:40.853] |
It’s the changing of the seasons |
| [02:48.392] |
He says “I need them” |
| [02:54.397] |
I guess I'm too Scandinavian |
| [03:03.957] |
The relief of spring |
| [03:09.062] |
Intoxication of summer rain |
| [03:14.605] |
The clearness of fall |
| [03:16.740] |
How winter makes me reconsider it all |
| [03:26.428] |
Restlessness is me, you see |
| [03:35.476] |
It’s hard to be safe |
| [03:43.973] |
It’s difficult to be happy |
| [03:53.765] |
And then she awakes |
| [04:01.412] |
Reaches for the embrace |
| [04:07.267] |
He decides not |
| [04:10.035] |
To worry about seasons again |
