Clandestine Eyes - Soup, Magnus Børmark, Erlend Aastad Viken

We went down to the midlands, and he stayed behind with my friends.

In the car with my brother, and the strange regrets of a child.

Stay with us for a while.

We are small and caught in your tide.

Could you spare some time and explain how it all goes down this way?

We arrived in the springtime, in a house too big for just three.

We commute as the years pass.

We turn strange, and start to drift apart.

Stay with us for a while.

We are small and caught in your tide.

Could you spare some time and explain how it all goes down this way?

Stay with us for a while.

We are small and caught in your tide.

Could you spare some time and explain how it all goes down this way?

And I know there’s no-one to blame, but I’m a stranded boy anyway.