Silver Spoons
(Johan Bengtsson)
When you’re alone
Your thoughts bang in your head
Like silver spoons
Dropped in a cathedral
And every word you say
Causes ripples in the air
Falling from the ceiling
And down
You know it isn’t true
When it’s spoken load and clear
You know that it’s not you
Who is weakened to despair
And everywhere you go
There are monks that talk and laugh
Pointing there fingers
To the sky
And the preachers and the saints
Who caused this turn of scenes
Lie down on the floor
And dream
You know it isn’t true
When they speak out load and clear
You know that it’s not you
Who is weakened to despair
At last the pictures fall
And the captains coming out
Steering his ship
Into the harbour
Rescuing the soul
That’s rippled in the air
And leading the infinite
Return
Credits:
Johan Bengtsson (vocals and piano)