keep the streets empty for me

• fever ray şarkısı:
  
  memory comes when memory's old
  i am never the first to know
  following the stream up north
  where do people like us float
  
  there is room in my lap
  for bruises, asses, handclaps
  i will never disappear
  forever, i'll be here
  
  whispering
  morning, keep the streets empty for me
  
  i'm laying down eating snow
  my fur is hot, my tongue is cold
  on a bed of spider web
  i think of how to change myself
  
  a lot of hope in a one man tent
  there's no room for innocence
  take me home before the storm
  velvet mites will keep us warm
  
  whispering
  morning, keep the streets empty for me
  
  uncover our heads and reveal our souls
  we were hungry before we were born