Keep the Streets Empty for Me
Fever Ray Lyrics


Memory comes when memory's old
I am never the first to know
Following the stream up North
Where do people like us float

There is room in my lap
For bruises, asses, handclaps
I will never disappear
For forever, I'll be here
Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself

A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm

Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CECILIA NORDLUND, KARIN DREIJER ANDERSSON

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Iamanightmarewalking

Memory comes when memory's old
I am never the first to know
Following the stream up North
Where do people like us float
There is room in my lap
For bruises, asses, handclaps
I will never disappear
For forever, I'll be here
Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm
Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born

Tiocfaidh ár lá 😘❤️💞



ANTISCYLLIS NEOCHT

Keep the Streets Empty

Memory comes when memory's old 
I am never the first to know 
Following the stream up North 
Where do people like us float

There is room in my lap 
For bruises, asses, handclaps 
I will never disappear 
For forever, I'll be here

Whispering 
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

I'm laying down, eating snow 
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold 
On a bed of spider web 
I think of how to change myself

A lot of hope in a one man tent 
There's no room for innocence 
So take me home before the storm 
Velvet mites will keep us warm

Whispering 
Morning, keep the streets empty for me 
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

Whispering 
Morning, keep the streets empty for me 
Morning, keep the…

-Fever Ray



TESTIMONY ALLEY Marc Strusa

Heavenly Father we thank You for hope and new lives. Please richly and abundantly bless Mr. Paterson restoring the years stripped away and filling him with abounding love joy peace healing protection mercy and grace in this life and forevermore to Your glory. Please manifest Your presence powerfully in his heart and his life all around.

Thanks for sharing and so glad to hear you're doing better.

May the Lord Jesus Christ surround you with good shepherds and shape mold and equip you to help people wherever you be.

God bless.

Psalm 37
Numbers 6:24-26
Jeremiah 29:11



Kane Dean

Memory comes when memory's old
I am never the first to know
Following the stream up North
Where do people like us float

There is room in my lap
For bruises, asses, handclaps
I will never disappear
For forever, I'll be here

Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself

A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
Take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm

Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born



FNC Silvio

For Other : Nice song

For me : "The unicorn, almost blurring in the thickening fog, screamed, hit its hoof, and swung its head and horn several times as if pointing at something. Triss looked. Under the canopy of overhanging willow branches, she saw a dark shape in the water. It was a boat.
The unicorn pointed the corner once more. And he began to disappear quickly into the fog.
Kelpie, said Ciri. - Go with him.
Kelpie snored. She shook her head. She obediently followed the unicorn. Horseshoes rattled on the pavement for a moment. Then the sound stopped abruptly. As if the mare had fled, vanished, dematerialized.
The boat was right on the shore, and when the fog cleared, Triss could see it clearly. It was a crude barge, as clumsy and square as a great pig's trough.
Help me, said Ciri. Her voice was firm and firm.
At first, no one knew what the girl meant, what kind of help she wanted. Dandelion saw it first. Maybe because he knew the legend, that he had read one of its poetic versions at one time. He picked up still unconscious Yennefer. He was surprised at how small and light she was. He would have sworn someone was helping him carry it. He could have sworn he could feel Cahir's shoulder beside his shoulder. The corner of his eye caught the glimpse of Milva's tawny braid. When he put the sorceress in the boat, he would have sworn that he saw Angouleme's hands supporting the side.
The dwarves raised the witcher, and Triss helped them by supporting his head. Yarpen Zigrin blinked his eyes as he saw both Dahlberg brothers for a second. Zoltan Chivay would have sworn that Caleb Stratton helped him lay the witcher in the boat. Triss Merigold would give her head that she could smell the perfume of Lytty Neyd, nicknamed Coral. And for a moment she saw the bright yellow-green eyes of Coën of Kaer Morhen amid the fog.
Such were the pranks that the fog played on the senses, the dense fog above Lake Eskalott.
Ready, Ciri, the sorceress said hollowly. - Your boat is waiting.
Ciri pushed her hair from her forehead and sniffed.
"Apologize to the ladies of Montecalvo, Triss," she said. - But it cannot be otherwise. I cannot stay when Geralt and Yennefer are leaving. I just can not. They should understand it.
- They should.
- Goodbye then, Triss Merigold. Goodbye, Dandelion. Come on, everyone.
Ciri, whispered Triss. - Little sister ... Let me go with you ...
'You don't know what you're asking for, Triss.
- Will you ever again ...
"For sure," she interrupted firmly.
She got into the boat, which rocked and immediately began to sail away. Disappear in the fog. Those standing on the shore did not hear the slightest splash, did not see the waves or the movement of the water. As if it were not a boat, but a ghost.
For a very short moment they saw Ciri's small and airy figure, they saw her pushing herself from the bottom with a long pole, how she still urges the already fast-moving barge.
And then there was only fog.
She lied to me, Triss thought. I will never see her again. I won't see her because .. Va'esse deireádh aep eigean. Something is ending ...
"Something is over," Dandelion said in a changed voice.
"Something's starting," Yarpen Zigrin echoed.
From somewhere on the side of town a rooster crowed loudly.
The fog started to lift quickly. "



Rashidul Hasan

Memory comes when memory's old
I am never the first to know
Following the stream up North
Where do people like us float

There is room in my lap
For bruises, asses, hand claps
I will never disappear
For Forever, I'll be here

Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

I laying down eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself

A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So Take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm

Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born



Yggy_

Memory comes when memory's old
I am never the first to know
Following the stream up North
Where do people like us float

There is room in my lap
For bruises, asses, handclaps
I will never disappear
For forever, I'll be here

Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself

A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm

Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born.



All comments from YouTube:

leroidunchou

I was walking home in Edinburgh to that song one night, after a late library session in the middle of the winter. Snow was falling and the streets were eerily empty so it just fit perfectly. Just as I was about to arrive I met a fox under these old pedestrian lights, its footprints imprinted in the snow, watching me. I remember staying there a while, thinking how peaceful this was. Perfect song, perfect moment.

Hans-Peter Brugger

...and a perfect story. Thanks for it!

leslie hilesgardener

Dreams of empty streets safety to all alone shelter ill work for their good fighting the weather the forces causing these streets to be full one by one we'll be sure Love Is felt waiting The Day of Days promised so long ago

Minneman

I 'saw' you walking and having this magical moment. Thank you.

key_v

I had an experience like that in Germany. It was late at night and snowing. I was new to Germany and feeling a bit lonely, and had just recovered from having covid in a foreign country. I was walking in the dark and snow and came across a rabbit nibbling some exposed grass. We looked at each other for a time and went on our way.

Michael Myers

nice to hear another Edinburgh-based fever ray fan. Listening to this walking from Tollcross down to the canals at 3am in deep fog, the castle rising above the fog in the distance. A crow caws three times, lapping waves under the footbridge. A bicycle headlamp appears suddenly and disappears on the opposite bank. Maybe the fox and the crow know each other.

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Iamanightmarewalking

Memory comes when memory's old
I am never the first to know
Following the stream up North
Where do people like us float
There is room in my lap
For bruises, asses, handclaps
I will never disappear
For forever, I'll be here
Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm
Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born

Tiocfaidh ár lá 😘❤️💞

Joe Lilly

There's room for innocent but carry a shield. One of my favorite songs

Marco Sella

Mercí

Sarah Heetz

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