70 ARMS 
lyrics by Simon Jansson

walking damn closed in 
beats come talking 
through a junkyard of tires 
mindless conversation 
angles our frustration 
towards needs that we never had 

these home cities fall in line for our story 
'cause I need to replace 'em 
evenings pass slowly 'cause our landscape seems holy 
in the bedtime for children 

I'd sink all ships for you 
I'd burn all bridges too 
the roads align for you 
could she feel as I do? 

'cause I got what it takes and it's perfectly good 
I've got 70 arms and I've got 70 sleeves 
she says that I send out a message readable in newspapers today 
standing at the doorway of my 25 
am I only dreaming or just glad to be alive? 
she says that she don't mind 
I haven't got more strings to play 

video illusions cast upon her vision 
fabricate emancipation 
these evenings pass slowly and our landscape seems holy 
in the bedtime of children 

I'd sink all ships for you 
I'd burn all bridges too 
the roads align for you 
could she feel as I do? 

'cause I got what it takes and it's perfectly good 
I've got 70 arms and I've got 70 sleeves 
she says that I send out a message readable in newspapers today 
standing at the doorway of my 25 
am I only dreaming or just glad to be alive? 
she says that she don't mind 
I haven't got more strings to play