When I was a boy, a freeway went by outside the window
And every car brought with it the promise that anything was possible somewhere along it
Two friends stole a car to get out into the country
They were going to take some time off, drove around on LSD
And made small talk about the weather
One saw the Älvsborg bridge continue forever
The other turns 33 in Høgsbo prison
Everything is so simple when you start, l Many roads
Every day at the bus stop, she could say everything with just a look
You're just a face in the crowd
When we saw ¥gs around here in the crowd
And you talk as if you were a friend, but you had none at all
When you were popular and everywhere, for long ways late, too long ways late
At a rainy bus stop
I would become something in the city overnight
Stockholm began to come to an end
I breathed in the rotten game
And then out with it
I saw some pass by, I saw the wheel which I was a cog in
I saw friends from the 90s disappear into the dune, I saw skyscrapers disappear into the sky
I looked out through few I looked and saw the Maria clinic
I looked down, then away, and saw suits chasing the green light, I probably saw the egg itself and thought damn
I'm gonna get so fucking hurt here
I think it was Daniel who said
I knew you'd come back
Back to town like a night fairy ril against the light
Back to the drug, and I stood there with my eyes closed
The way you do before long journeys
Before Few roads