[Verse 1]
I tried to write a song about a man with no arms
All he had to give me was his name
Unfortunately I couldn’t speak his native tongue
And so we shared some silence in the rain

[Pre-Chorus]
If I give him money will his arms grow back?
Will my well-intentioned rambling ease the slack?
And if I promise to pray day after day will his pain go away?

[Chorus]
Yeah, seriously what can I say?
Honestly, what can I sing?
When morning after morning Oslo waits in the rain

[Verse 2]
Yeah so I thought up some lines that seemed insightful and strong
Yes, the wit is dripping from my lips
But damned if I can’t manage to overcome advantage
My pride is swaying narcissistic hips

[Pre-Chorus]
If I give him money will his arms grow back?
Will my well-intentioned rambling ease the slack?
And if I promise to pray day after day will his pain go away?

[Chorus]
Yeah, seriously what can I say? (What can I say?)
Honestly, what can I sing? (What can I sing?)
When morning after morning Oslo waits
When morning after morning Oslo waits
When morning after morning Oslo waits in the rain

Yes Oslo, as things go, you've been dealt a crippling blow, I know

So
Be warm, be safe, be full of grace
Be warm, be safe, be full of grace
Be warm, be safe, be full of grace
So
Be warm, be safe, be full of grace
Be warm, be safe, be full of grace
Be warm, be safe, be full of grace