Stockholm

Won a moment, lost a bet Saw a mountain, went to bed Paid a ransom for a ghost For the thing I want the most So I left to find a home For a place to call my own Even if you think we're not We're close to close enough It's an end to end the start We're moving from the ground floor Rising tide Push us up more How we climb As the water's pouring in Like it always should have been We can crawl or we can run Towards the sun Take it all, I'll keep the rest Burn the wheels and pound your chest In the days before the cold All the houses oversold It's an end to end the start We're moving from the ground floor Rising tide Push us up more How we climb As the water's pouring in Like it always should have been We can crawl or we can run Towards the sun And although we've just begun We can go till we've won We can crawl or we can run Towards the sun