Seven
Fever Ray Lyrics
I've got a friend
Who I've known since I was seven
We used to talk on that phone
If we have time, if it's the right time
Accompany me
By the kitchen sink
We talk about love
We talk about dishwater tablets, illness
And we dream about heaven
I know it
I think I know it from a hymn, ah
They said so
It doesn't need no explanation, oh
Or a box to open up with light and sound
Making you cold, very cold
I leave home at seven
Under a heavy sky
I ride my bike up
I ride my bike down
November smoke
And your toes cold now
A new color on the globe
It goes from white to red
A little voice in my head said so
I know it
I think I know it from a hymn, ah
They said so
It doesn't need no explanation, oh
Or a box to open up with light and sound
And if you don't, you're on your own
I know it
I think I know it from a hymn, ah
They said so
It doesn't need no explanation, oh
Or a box to open up with light and sound
Making you cold, very cold
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Karin Elizabeth Dreijer
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Kari Sylwan [born October 1940] appears in the vid
Swedish ballet dancer=choreographer ; actress
recorded 2008
album released January 2009
written by Fever Ray
Fever Ray .... vocals, engineer, mixing, producer
Christoffer Berg .... engineer, producer, mixing
Henrik Jonsson .... mastering
Johan Renck .... video director
Swedish ballet dancer=choreographer ; actress
recorded 2008
album released January 2009
written by Fever Ray
Fever Ray .... vocals, engineer, mixing, producer
Christoffer Berg .... engineer, producer, mixing
Henrik Jonsson .... mastering
Johan Renck .... video director
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Kristin
I've got a friend who I've known since I was seven
We used to talk on the phone, if we had time, if it's the right time
Accompany me by the kitchen sink
We talk about love, we talk about dishwasher tablets, illness
And we dream about heaven
I know it, I think I know it from a hymn
They've said so, it doesn't need more explanation
A box to open up with light and sound
Making you cold
Very cold
I leave home at seven
Under a heavy sky, I ride my bike up, I ride my bike down
November smoke and your toes go numb
A new colour on the Globe
It goes from white to red, a little voice in my head says oh, oh, oh
I know it, I think I know it from a hymn
They've said so, it doesn't need more explanation
A box to open up with light and sound
And if you don't
You're on your own
xluqitaz
i've got a friend, who i know since i was 14, and every saturday night, we go to he's house and play this cd, all night long, and then we get really high
Ang
Hell yeah!!!!!☻✌
Michael Galvin
brilliant - old lady doing strange things in a barn. Can't wait for the December London GIG - Finally I get to hear it all LIVE! ! ! ! ! !
Sirius /A\
this is real ART
Hannah Terry
Very that
Kitty Anonymous
For fucking real
Mr Rathalos
Very agreed
xoen6
idd.
holger braun
coitinsforyourocky
= mehr geht nicht
Ashley Hynes
So wonderfully weird god I love this style of music it intrigues and entices me