Christian Kjellvander

You know what you want cause you want what you know
And I am deadly afraid of dying in the slow
We drained that ditch on the beach by the ocean
And new life for good old death of devotion

I chose this city and you know it chose me
Now we’re both at a stand-still and I’m the one who must leave

You’ll see a plenty of rings waved around
And if you know about love, you’ll know where it’s bound

And I chose this pity and you know it caught me
now to run with the movers – nowhere near free