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The World Moves On (Studio) 
Hard
by Jens Lekman
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(And song is called)
(The world moves on)
The ran out of numbers
When it reached 50 degrees
I just lay down on the floor
With a bag of peas
We saw plumes of smoke rising
In the distance our balcony
I poured a glass of wine
the juice out of a kiwi
Catherine turned on the TV
They showed acres after acres
Of absolutely nothing
And then Stevie called and said
Are you watching what I'm watching?
I said I'm watching what you're watching
But 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 club, I met some friends
Who were friends with this girl
One by one dropped off
Till it was me and her
We made out in bar in town
the state of Victoria
Burned down to the ground
And the sun the city
The wind swept through the valley
And you don't get over a broken heart
You just learn to carry it gracefully
The Edinburgh offered
Some of shade
I would pick up some beers
And head down there late
Watch the and listen
To their banter
There was one I liked especially
I named her Sam as in Samantha
I offered a of apple my hand
She would it, frown
And then lumber back to the 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 said was nothing
What I said was "get lost"
Next time I'm upside-down with my bike in the dust
Spitting dirt all the way home
Cursing the very ground that I was on
And the sun rose over the city
The wind swept the valley
And you don't get over a broken heart
You just 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 going
It just moves on in all its sadness and glory
Over dinner with a friend
I tell her my story
And as I finally put the book
Back on the shelf
She says
it's time you take a look at yourself
No one's an *******
It takes a lot of hard work
But God knows I've worked my ass off
To be a jerk
So hands I've held
While wondering why I felt nothing
And why, when I let go of that hand
I always start to feel something
And like a against my head
She'd say
I wish you just would've cheated on me instead
And loving without loving
Is always the worst crime
I know all the signs and signals
'Cause now I've been 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 me
Then please the dignity to tell me
But I never said any of that
I just shook that hand
And looked down at the doormat
The sun rose over the city
The wind swept through the valley
And you don't get over a broken heart
You just learn to carry it gracefully
(The world moves on)
The ran out of numbers
When it reached 50 degrees
I just lay down on the floor
With a bag of peas
We saw plumes of smoke rising
In the distance our balcony
I poured a glass of wine
the juice out of a kiwi
Catherine turned on the TV
They showed acres after acres
Of absolutely nothing
And then Stevie called and said
Are you watching what I'm watching?
I said I'm watching what you're watching
But 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 club, I met some friends
Who were friends with this girl
One by one dropped off
Till it was me and her
We made out in bar in town
the state of Victoria
Burned down to the ground
And the sun the city
The wind swept through the valley
And you don't get over a broken heart
You just learn to carry it gracefully
The Edinburgh offered
Some of shade
I would pick up some beers
And head down there late
Watch the and listen
To their banter
There was one I liked especially
I named her Sam as in Samantha
I offered a of apple my hand
She would it, frown
And then lumber back to the 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 said was nothing
What I said was "get lost"
Next time I'm upside-down with my bike in the dust
Spitting dirt all the way home
Cursing the very ground that I was on
And the sun rose over the city
The wind swept the valley
And you don't get over a broken heart
You just 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 going
It just moves on in all its sadness and glory
Over dinner with a friend
I tell her my story
And as I finally put the book
Back on the shelf
She says
it's time you take a look at yourself
No one's an *******
It takes a lot of hard work
But God knows I've worked my ass off
To be a jerk
So hands I've held
While wondering why I felt nothing
And why, when I let go of that hand
I always start to feel something
And like a against my head
She'd say
I wish you just would've cheated on me instead
And loving without loving
Is always the worst crime
I know all the signs and signals
'Cause now I've been 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 me
Then please the dignity to tell me
But I never said any of that
I just shook that hand
And looked down at the doormat
The sun rose over the city
The wind swept through the valley
And you don't get over a broken heart
You just learn to carry it gracefully
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