The Whitest Boy Alive

Above You

above you

In the battle for belongingEvery doorbell has its codeWith a stare it can be openedNow you have it now you don't

There are buildings there are peopleWalk around and look up toEvery swallow has its seasonEvery gallow has its noon

By the rythm of your languageBy the sparkle in your strideTalk in riddles or be candidWith a shield or open wide

The lesson you must learnNo one could ever teachOpen up and reach for the stars

Above youAbove you

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If you have a way of knowingEvery river can be crossed

Lose the sparrow that had landedFor the one that never was

There's a song for every dreamerAs they climb over this fence

Trading roses for the real worldAs the second week commences

Where no one has controlWhere the young clipse the old

Predjudice and wisdomAll the same

I want youI want you

The Whitest

Boy Alive

Erlend Øye – Guitar and vocalsMarcin Oz – BassSebastian Maschat – DrumsDaniel Nentwig – Rhodes and crumar