[00:05.810]It was a moment for the books.[00:24.090]The calendar looked[00:27.010]just like the novels we had only skimmed through.[00:33.650]So I circled out the dates that I’ll skillfully waste.[00:36.580]For now that’s going to have to do.[00:46.680][00:51.420]It was the brightest summer day, after we swam in the lake,[00:56.840]that you told me our luck is gonna end.[01:03.110]So we better be concerned. We’re where the subway turns.[01:06.080]We need a camera and some cash to spend.[01:07.110][01:07.830]And our picturesque blame; we’ll put it in IKEA-frames.[01:21.060]Up on the wall it looks profound,[01:27.440]and reminds us Oslo is a small, small town. (Yeah)[01:47.470][01:52.660]So it’s night and we dive into a basement that’s alive[01:57.450]with stupidity that melts into pairs.[02:02.730]But your good intent was clear when you split and left me here[02:09.610]to regret I left my high horse upstairs.[02:15.650][02:21.760]And with the way I say goodbye[02:25.420]I could have ruined everything.[02:30.780]But I’ll be seeing you around[02:35.300]because Oslo is a small, small town.[02:55.570][03:03.430]I’m keeping myself calm[03:07.690]if just for the sake of staying warm.[03:15.850]So with my eyes fixed on the ground