Текст песни Oslo - The Little Hands of Asphalt

It was a moment for the books
The calendar looked
Just like the novels we had only skimmed through
So I circled out the dates that I'll skillfully waste
For now that's going to have to do

It was the brightest summer day, after we swam in the lake
That you told me our luck is gonna end
So we better be concerned, we're where the subway turns
We need a camera and some cash to spend

And our picturesque blame
We'll put it in IKEA frames
Up on the wall it looks profound
And reminds us Oslo is a small, small town

So it's night and we dive into a basement that's alive
With stupidity that melts into pairs
But your good intent was clear when you split and left me here
To regret I left my high horse upstairs

And with the way I say goodbye
I could have ruined everything
But I'll be seeing you around
Because Oslo is a small, small town

I'm keeping myself calm
If just for the sake of staying warm
So with my eyes fixed on the ground
I admitted Oslo is a small, small town