Det Måste Ha Varit Kärlek / It Must've Been Love

Det kanske var Roxette
‘It mustve been love’
Det kan ha varit en annan låt
men jag är gammal nog att förstå
att jag måste stänga av så fort det går
för annars kan pappa bli ledsen och så
Om jag anstränger mig så mycket jag kan
kan jag kanske förhindra
den här skilsmässan

Det måste vart kärlek
men det är över nu

Men vems föräldrar är inte skilda,
vem har inte gått igenom den där skiten?
Vem har inte gått till skolan med niohundra kilo
betong i ryggsäcken?
Man vill ju inte va den som står där och envist
propagerar för kärnfamiljen
Tänker jag och citerar lite valda fraser ur
Khalil Gibrans “Profeten”

Det kanske va kärlek
men det är över nu

Men det tog mig ändå hårt just då när pappa stod där vid altaret med nån som inte var mamma
När prästen sa ”allt ni gjort i livet har bara varit en väg fram till varandra”
Idiot. så vi och mamma var bara en väg och den här nya kärleken var målet?
Drack en flaska champagne och blev stenpackad innan jag höll det där spontantalet. 
Sa hoppas du inte skiljer dig som sist
För det vore ju ändå bara för trist

Det måste vart kärlek
men det är över nu


It might’ve been Roxette’s ‘It Must’ve Been Love’
It might’ve been a different song
but I’m old enough to understand
that I have to turn it off as fast as I can
Cause otherwise my dad might get sad
If I try as hard as I can
I might be able to prevent this divorce

It must’ve been love
but it’s over now

But whose parents are not divorced?
Who hasn’t gone through that shit?
Who hasn’t gone to school with
900 kg of concrete in their backback?
You don’t want to be the one who stands there
propagating for the nuclear family
I think to myself while quoting selected phrases
from Khalil Gibran’s ‘The Prophet’.

It might’ve been love
but it’s over now

But it did hit me hard when dad stood there
at the altar with somebody who wasn’t mom
When the priest said “everything you’ve done in life
has just been a path leading up to each other”
Idiot!
So we and mom were just a path and this new love
was the goal?
Drank a bottle champagne and got superdrunk
before I held that spontaneous speech
I said “I hope you don’t get divorced like last time
because that would just be too sad”

It must’ve been love
but it’s over now

(Jens Lekman)

The End of the World Is Bigger Than Love

There's got to be someone here tonight
Who can explain to me
How shadows can also shed light

How they can outshadow
What happened between us and outline
The burnt ground beneath us

I need to be explained to
Over and over

How a broken heart is not the end of the world
Because the end of the world is bigger than love

I was in Washington D.C. for the election
And when they announced the results
I left the procession
Content in the world's direction

Tried to call you for an explanation
Of the distance to the star constellations
Or any explanation of

How a broken heart is not the end of the world
Because the end of the world is bigger than love

And it's bigger than an iceberg
Than the plume of a geyser
And it's bigger than the spider
Floating in your cider
And it's bigger than the stock market
Than the loose change in your pocket
And the Flatbush Avenue Target
And their pharmacy department
And it's bigger than our problems
And our inability to solve them
From Coney Island to Harlem
To the end of the world and back again

A broken heart is not the end of the world
The end of the world is bigger than love

(Jens Lekman)

A Postcard To Nina

Nina I can be your boyfriend
so you can stay with your girlfriend
Your father is a sweet old man
but it is hard for him to understand
that you wanna love a woman
Nina I can be your boyfriend
if it puts an end to all this nonsense
First time I see you in Berlin
And you don't tell me anything
Until outside your dad's apartment

Oh God, Jesus Christ
I try to focus on your eyes
we're having dinner with your family now
keep a steady look at your left eyebrow

If it's raised, it means yes,
If it's not it means take a guess
Hey! You! Stop kicking my legs
I'm doing my best
can you pass the eggs

Your father puts on my record
he says: so tell me how you met her
I get a little nervous and change the subject
and put my hand on some metal object
He jokes and says that's a liedetector

He takes out the booklet and starts reading
So i heard you're moving out next season
I say: Yeah, New York is nice that time of year
almost as green as it is here
He says: I thought you were moving to Sweden?

Oh God, what have I done?
i came to Berlin to have some fun
the clock on the wall strikes four, five, six
my eyes caught by a big crucifix
guess thats why he wont let u go
his catholic heart is big and slow
you know I'll do anything for love
but Nina what were you thinking of?

But Nina I can be your boyfriend
So you can stay with your girlfriend
Your father is mailing me all the time
He says he just wants to say hi
I send back "out of office, auto-replies"

Nina I just want to check in
'cause I think about you every second
So I send you this postcard just to say
Don't let anyone stand in your way
Yours truly, Jens Lekman

Don't let anyone stand in your way
Don't let anyone stand in your way
Don't let anyone stand in your way
Don't let anyone stand in your way

(Jens Lekman)

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Pocketful Of Money

I've got my pockets full of money
I'm gonna spend it all tonight
I've got my pockets full of money
I'm gonna spend it all tonight

a whole months salary
gonna set it to flames
on some girl, we just met recently
I barely know her name

oh take me some place decent
where we meet up with your friends
where the people are pleasant
where the music never ends

where the music never ends

I can't say that you are pretty
that would make me a liar
but you turn my legs to spaghetti
and set my heart on fire
you set my heart on fire
you set my heart on fire
you set my heart on fire (I'll come running with a heart on fire)

I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire

you set my heart on fire
you set my heart on fire
you set my heart on fire
set my heart on fire

you set my heart on fire
you set my heart on fire
you set my heart on fire
set my heart on fire

you set my heart on fire (I'll come running with a heart on fire)
heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire

I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire
I'll come running with a heart on fire

(Jens Lekman)

You Are The Light

Yeah I got busted
so I used my one phone call to dedicate
a song to you on the radio

Yeah I got busted
in custody I imagined our melody
being played on a grand piano

I saw your face in front of me
it was perfect clarity
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel

And it was you
'cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that
you are the light
you are the light by which I travel into this and that

Yeah I got busted
I painted a dirty word on your old man's Mercedes Benz 'cause you told me to do it

Yeah I got busted
but soon they released me cause the cops were sad
and they didn't know how to prove it

I saw your face in front of me
it was perfect clarity
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel

And it was you
'cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that
you are the light
you are the light by which I travel into this and that

It's all so obvious, so obvious
why would anyone need a map or a compass
It's so beautiful to be guided by you

'Cause you are the light
you are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light
you are the light by which I travel into this and that

You are the light, light
You are the light, light

(Jens Lekman)