Fever Ray

I've got a friend who I've known since I was seven
We use to talk on the phone if we have time
If it's the right time
Accompany me by the kitchen sink
We talk about love, we talk about dishwasher tablets, illness
And we dream about heaven
I know it
I think I know it from a hymn
They've said so
It doesn't need more explanation
A box to open up with lights and sound
Making you cold
Very cold
I leave home at seven
Under a heavy sky, I ride my bike up
I ride my bike down