You'd Have to Be Here - Kari Bremnes

I still haven’t gone to do up my hair

You’d have to be here

I like when I hear you talking

And I like when you just let it go

You’d have to be here

I’m watching an old man crossing the street below me now

Strange, but he hardly seems like a man anymore

I know it’s the way of the world that the shimmer we hold somehow

Changes so slowly to sand on the shore

The sun has begun to break through the clouds

You’d have to be here

I like when I see you sleeping

And I like when you just let it go

You’d have to be here

I’m seeing a garden, a place I keep longing to show to you

It’s northerly facing and close to an open fjord

The wind that was moving the rhubarb moved through my childhood, too

Calling so slowly from summers before

And everything changes and nothing can last

I’m sure you’ve been here

Sometimes I can’t help but worry

And sometimes I can just let it go

I’m sure you’ve been here

The days may have names you can call, but they never come back to you

The days are like children, they change into years as they grow

They can’t find their way and there’s no one to show where they’re going to

They play with us here for a while and so swiftly — they go