Slanted Floor
Jørgen Holmegaard
Be my eyes
Paint colours bright
As day turns to night
Baby, be my eyes
Tell me, Dear
Was this freedom our share
Was the cost for all to bare
Tell me, Dear
Out here
We dance along the rim
Though non of us can swim
Like we know the deep we`re in
And I,
I feel like I felt before
We live on a slanted floor
And so
Tell me all the things we know
Is heaven still above