Pollenchock & stjärnfall - Lars Winnerbäck

Natten kom och lvor for som drar ver stan

Och jag var en av alla kungar I salongen

Men ruset kom och gick och lmnade kvar ett litet barn

Som lg och kippade efter andan p balkongen

Jag slog mig sjlv fare pannan och sa: Vad har jag gjort?

Jag skrek rakt ut att: Det hare var sista gngen

Men vrdinnan drog mig med och vi vllde ut ur hennes port

Och trotsade Newton I den sviktande betongen

Det var vare och det var varmt och alla lvor sjng I kare

Nare vi la oss under stjrnorna I parken

Efter slask och is och sn fanns pltsligt nt att leva fare

Nare allt som vintern gmt skt upp ur marken

Det var nnting om befruktning, det var nt om hur man gare

Det liksom for omkring, det mste varit pollen

Vi skrattade och drack vin direkt ur flaskan, som sig bare

Nare det are vare och fest och man har tappat kollen

S sg hur aktierna faller, sg hur kursen vnder om Ge mig tips och goda rd s jag kan gra helt tvrt om Fare det are vl fan inte snt man tnker p och drmmer om Varenda tare, varenda skratt

Varenda drm ska vi ha fatt

Allt ska sugas ut ur varje natt

Ruset kom tillbaks och alla vnner drog sig hem

Och lmnade kvar mig I en park med en vrdinna

Vi lova att vi skulle ligga kvar till gryningen

Och knna vinterngest tyna och frsvinna

Vi bara lg dare och sg p hur en vrnatt underhll

Det var s stort, man liksom tappade perspektivet

Det var s konstigt hur jag smalt, det var s hrligt hur jag fll

Nare vrdinnan hll ett tal om sjlva livet

Hon sa: Vad are det hare fare vrld, dare man ska sl eller f stryk

Ska man frlora eller flja direktiven

Man fare resa I sig sjlv I korridorerna p psyk

Om man inte har ftt skra kort p given

Ska man lta om sin barndom, eller tackla sig fram

Det verkar bara finnas dom alternativen

Nej, vi kan vltra oss I parken hare och bry oss om varann

Det are ingen stress och ingen strid p kniven

S sg hur aktierna faller…

Ntter kommer smygande med vrens luft ibland

Det liksom rare sig under ytan och fasaden

Det hare var natten d vi dansade tills lvorna kom fram

Det var pollenchock och stjrnfall ver staden

Det var natten d vi kom bland alla lvor och frsvann

Rtt in I dimman ibland blommorna och bladen

Hon har ett badkar, dare vi sitter nu och drunknar I varann

Sagan are s***, jag stter punkt fare sista raden

S sg hur aktierna faller…

The night came and lvor for that which pulls over the city

And I was one of all the kings in the salon

But the intoxication came and went, leaving a small child

Lying and gasping for breath on the balcony

I frowned and said: What have I done?

I shouted straight out that: This was the last time

But the hostess dragged me along and we poured out of her gate

And defied Newton I in the failing concrete

It was hot and it was hot and all the lvor sang in love

When we lay down under the stars in the park

After slush and ice and snow, there was suddenly nothing to live in danger

Almost everything that winter has thrown up out of the ground

It was nothing about conception, it was nothing about how to do it

It kind of for around, it must have been pollen

We laughed and drank wine straight from the bottle, as it were

Closer it is war and party and you have lost your cool

So tell me how the shares fall, tell me how the price turns around Give me tips and good advice so I can do the exact opposite of Danger there are damn well not the kind of people you think about and dream about Every single tare, every single laugh

Every dream we have got

Everything should be sucked out of every night

The intoxication returned and all the friends withdrew

And left me in a park with a hostess

We promise we will stay until dawn

And feel winter anxiety fade and disappear

We just lay there and watch how a spring night lasts

It was so big, you kind of lost perspective

It was so weird how I felt, it was so wonderful how I fell

Closer to the hostess gave a talk about life itself

She said: What are the dangers of the world, when one should strike or be beaten

Should you lose or follow the directives

You have to travel by yourself in the corridors of psych

If you have not been able to write cards on the given

Should you change your childhood, or tackle it

There just seem to be those alternatives

No, we can hang out in the park hare and care about each other

There is no stress and no fighting on the knife

Sg how the shares fall…

Nights creep in with the air sometimes

It kind of crept under the surface and the facade

It was the night we danced until the lions came

There were pollen shocks and deaths over the city

It was the night when we came among all the lions and disappeared

Right into the fog sometimes the flowers and leaves

She has a bathtub, so we're sitting now drowning in each other

The saga are s ***, I put point danger last line

Sg how the shares fall…