Hem of Her Dress (Live) - First Aid Kit

Written by：Klara Söderberg/Johanna Söderberg

So here we go again

I know how this one ends

It's a phone call from someplace far away

You say you've found yourself

Oh in someone else

And she makes you forget about the rain

Her eyes are a golden hue

And everything you knew

Slips away at the hem of her dress

As I was passing by that old mountainside

It turned to dust at my feet

So I am incomplete

So loud and so discreet

You tried to pinpoint me

I guess that was your mistake

Too much whiskey

Too much honey too much wine

I learned some things never heal with time

And I've been waitin' here

Feels like a million years

And I'm a photograph that you forgot you took

But I remember spring

I remember everything

Oh I guess that's the way it goes

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