Tekster: Black Lungs. Timeless.

This is nothing original, identifiable.
Just familiarity to tap your toes to.
The soundtrack to wake up something inside of you.
You never knew existed.
There is nothing prolific here.
Nothing hasn't been done before.
This is a sense of time and place.
And a feeling to hold on to.
Grow old with this.
Hold this as tight as you can.
Make this timeless.
I could remember not too long ago this was all new to me.
Back home things had fell to pieces,
but you can't pick them up and start again.
Oh no would have never met you and you
could have done without me and you.
Things change but I wish some stayed the same.
This is the spirit of something we never knew.
But we all fell hard for it I'm gonna hold this tight as I can.
I'm gonna hold this tight as I can.
We will keep singing along.
Because when it mattered most, you touched our souls.
Every single one of you what the hell are you doing here?
If all this is and all we are, are strangers to each other we will
keep singing along.
Because when it mattered the most you touched our souls