Hafdis Huld Oldest Friend
Over noodles from yesterday
I'm attempting some kind of a talk
Not that it matters anyway
It's a lonely road you walk
Life size cut-out in the living room
Of a woman that should be cold
I think it's safe for me to assume
That you need to be told
Not sure what I'm doing here
But you're my oldest friend
Things were so much easier at school
This grown up world is tricky
I'm holding out my hand
It's unwritten but it's the rule
The green clock on the table
Tells me you should be dressed by now
You might feel slightly unable
But you'll get back up somehow
Were it the other way around
I know you'd sit in the dark with me
Until the courage could be found
To get on with plan B
Not sure what I'm doing here
But you're my oldest friend
Things were so much easier at school
This grown up world is tricky
I'm holding out my hand
It's unwritten but it's the rule
There's a storm in the cup of coffee
I'm about to drink
In it you are treading water
Trying not to sink
Not sure what I'm doing here
But you're my oldest friend
Things were so much easier at school
This grown up world is tricky
I'm holding out my hand
It's unwritten but it's the rule
It's unwritten but it's the rule
