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                                                                                                                                                              Spillet

                                                                                                                                                      Ord & musik: Tom Lundén

                                                                                                          Jeg har ventet på dig her i nat
                                                                                                          jeg forstår ikke hvad du vil
                                                                                                          du sir du vil ha din frihed nu
                                                                                                          men hvad skal du bruge den til -
                                                                                                          er det kun en forklaring du gir dig selv
                                                                                                          for at slippe af med mig
                                                                                                          eller er det bare ensomhed
                                                                                                          der følger mig på vej

                                                                                                          Du har langsomt hevet broen op
                                                                                                          du har gemt dig bag din mur
                                                                                                          og jeg har vandret rundt og rundt
                                                                                                          som en løve i et bur -
                                                                                                          har du tænkt at jeg en dag
                                                                                                          må sige stop og bryde ud
                                                                                                          eller er din ensomhed forfremmet
                                                                                                          til din nye gud

                                                                                                           Jeg kender dine gode svar
                                                                                                           jeg ka dem udenad
                                                                                                           de får mig til at holde ud
                                                                                                           de får mig splittet ad -
                                                                                                           der er altid én der bygger op
                                                                                                            og én der river ned
                                                                                                            vi er fanget i et djævelsk spil
                                                                                                            af vores ensomhed

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                             

                                                                                                                                  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    bifrost

                                   spillet