Stockholm

Won a moment, lost a bet
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 Saw a mountain, went to bed
 
 Paid a ransom for a ghost
 For the thing I want the most
 So I left to find a home
 For a place to call my own
 Even if you think we're not
 We're close to close enough
 It's an end to end the start
 We're moving from the ground floor
 Rising tide
 Push us up more
 How we climb
 As the water's pouring in
 Like it always should have been
 We can crawl or we can run
 Towards the sun
 Take it all, I'll keep the rest
 Burn the wheels and pound your chest
 
 In the days before the cold
 All the houses oversold
 It's an end to end the start
 We're moving from the ground floor
 Rising tide
 Push us up more
 How we climb
 As the water's pouring in
 Like it always should have been
 We can crawl or we can run
 Towards the sun
 And although we've just begun
 We can go till we've won
 We can crawl or we can run
 Towards the sun