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The World Moves On (Studio) 
Hard
by Jens Lekman
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(And this is called)
(The world moves on)
The thermometer ran out of numbers
it reached 50 degrees
I just lay down on the floor
With a bag of frozen peas
We saw plumes of smoke rising
In the distance from our balcony
I poured a of wine
Sucked the out of a kiwi
Catherine turned on the TV
showed acres after acres
Of absolutely nothing
And then and said
Are you watching I'm watching?
I said I'm watching what you're watching
But what is it I'm watching?
The night before I had been bored
And my legs had been restless
It was my birthday
I'd already opened up my presents
At the social club, I met some friends
Who were friends with this girl
One by one they dropped off
Till it was just me and her
We out in every bar in town
While the of Victoria
Burned down to the ground
And the sun rose over the city
The wind swept through the valley
And you don't get over a broken heart
You just to it gracefully
The Edinburgh Gardens offered
kind of shade
I would pick up some beers
And down late
Watch the possums and listen
To their Growling banter
There was one I liked especially
I named her Sam as in Samantha
I offered a slice of from my hand
She would sniff it, frown
And then lumber back to the trash can
I was going uphill on my Malvern Star
When I was passed by a scooter
You got a dollar or a cigarette?
Hey, I'm talking to you, poofter
What I should have said was nothing
What I said was "get lost"
Next time I'm upside-down with my in the dust
dirt all the way home
Cursing the very ground that I was chewing on
And the sun rose over the city
The wind the valley
And you don't get a broken heart
You just learn to carry it gracefully
And that's what it's like
When you've had your heart broken
The world just shrugs its shoulders
And gets going
It just moves on in all its and glory
dinner with a friend
I tell her my story
And as I finally put the book
Back on the shelf
She says
Maybe it's you take a look at yourself
No one's born an *******
It takes a lot of hard work
But God I've worked my ass off
To be a jerk
So many hands I've held
While wondering why I felt nothing
And why, when I let go of that hand
I always to feel something
And a bottle smashed against my head
She'd say
I wish you just would've cheated on me instead
And without loving
Is always the worst crime
I know all the signs and signals
'Cause now I've on both sides
The way you choose your words
The limpness of your hand
I almost died when you introduced me as a friend
How can you call me a friend?
If you don't love me
Then have the dignity to tell me
But I never any of that
I just shook hand
And looked down at the doormat
The sun rose over the city
The through the valley
And you don't get a broken heart
You just to carry it gracefully
(The world moves on)
The thermometer ran out of numbers
it reached 50 degrees
I just lay down on the floor
With a bag of frozen peas
We saw plumes of smoke rising
In the distance from our balcony
I poured a of wine
Sucked the out of a kiwi
Catherine turned on the TV
showed acres after acres
Of absolutely nothing
And then and said
Are you watching I'm watching?
I said I'm watching what you're watching
But what is it I'm watching?
The night before I had been bored
And my legs had been restless
It was my birthday
I'd already opened up my presents
At the social club, I met some friends
Who were friends with this girl
One by one they dropped off
Till it was just me and her
We out in every bar in town
While the of Victoria
Burned down to the ground
And the sun rose over the city
The wind swept through the valley
And you don't get over a broken heart
You just to it gracefully
The Edinburgh Gardens offered
kind of shade
I would pick up some beers
And down late
Watch the possums and listen
To their Growling banter
There was one I liked especially
I named her Sam as in Samantha
I offered a slice of from my hand
She would sniff it, frown
And then lumber back to the trash can
I was going uphill on my Malvern Star
When I was passed by a scooter
You got a dollar or a cigarette?
Hey, I'm talking to you, poofter
What I should have said was nothing
What I said was "get lost"
Next time I'm upside-down with my in the dust
dirt all the way home
Cursing the very ground that I was chewing on
And the sun rose over the city
The wind the valley
And you don't get a broken heart
You just learn to carry it gracefully
And that's what it's like
When you've had your heart broken
The world just shrugs its shoulders
And gets going
It just moves on in all its and glory
dinner with a friend
I tell her my story
And as I finally put the book
Back on the shelf
She says
Maybe it's you take a look at yourself
No one's born an *******
It takes a lot of hard work
But God I've worked my ass off
To be a jerk
So many hands I've held
While wondering why I felt nothing
And why, when I let go of that hand
I always to feel something
And a bottle smashed against my head
She'd say
I wish you just would've cheated on me instead
And without loving
Is always the worst crime
I know all the signs and signals
'Cause now I've on both sides
The way you choose your words
The limpness of your hand
I almost died when you introduced me as a friend
How can you call me a friend?
If you don't love me
Then have the dignity to tell me
But I never any of that
I just shook hand
And looked down at the doormat
The sun rose over the city
The through the valley
And you don't get a broken heart
You just to carry it gracefully
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