1. I wake up
early on Election Day
I’ve already voted so I’m timewise ok
Today, Göteborg feels like my head
Slow, gloomy and grey
My train departs soon, we meet up at the station
You just came in from Bergen, how are you Jens
Lekman?
I eye everyone, try to guess
what they’re voting for
And this is what we speak of: that when you know
someone likes you
- as a friend or a lover or a listener - you still
don’t know
WHY they like you,
so you take a guess
based on their appearance
but people are always so complicated
you can never guess those things.
2. A woman comes up, she says she’s a clairvoyant
She says thanks for this Friday, I went to your
concert
I like you, cause I can tell you were a warrior
in a past life
On the train I buy an apple
It’s so huge, it’s astounding
And I get so upset
I’m by myself, can’t show no one
I fight an urge to show the girl sitting next to
me
But she looks like a model, probably doesn’t want
to see (it),
it’s amazingly large, this apple, and I gram it
But it gets very few likes
3. And outside the window, the trees flaunt their
shit
And the fields, and the flowers, and the lakes
that are glittering
Behind me, two people in suits
say climate change is fake news
And I take my huge apple
And I show it down their throats
I say that’s not a topic you can
argue about
It is what it is, it’s not up for debate
Do you really think I would be stuck on this train
Twelve hours today
if it was optional
5. That last part was I lie, I’m a pacifist
But I enjoyed making that up I have to admit
Lets not forgot I was a warrior
In a past life
The results are like life on Election Day news
No one really won, and all are confused
It’s quiet, but feels like a bomb with a really
long fuse
6. And I like you cause you talk about the same
things that I do
Telling stories and TV, and being on tour
It makes me feel like an extrovert
And that is nice for a change
And I like me because I always crash
I wallow and complain, and then I bounce back
If a clairvoyant came up in a hundred years
I think she would have said to me:
In your past life, you were lame but at least you
tried
Now those fumes will choke you so get inside
Now its time to sleep on Election Day