[Verse]
In Oslo, it's warm, and people walk through the city quietly
Like friendly zombies, like a sleeping army
A secret rhythm, a sudden Styx
A slow-burning flame of safety lies at the heart
We can feel it but cannot find it
In and out, between us, a thin silver trail of broken glass
Stitches us to the ground, reflecting us, cut and run
The city windows covered with cardboard and wood panels

[Refrain]
Oslo Oedipus
Oslo Oedipus
Oslo Oedipus
I am Oslo Oedipus