Hafdís Huld
Synchronised Swimmers
Like synchronised swimmers
In an ocean of sounds
We're only beginners
Still looking around
It's a little bit deafening
How my inner voice is shouting out
What a lovely mess
Through the days we walk
There's liberating loneliness
In how you never talk
It's a little bit deafening
How my inner voice is shouting out
They'll come around
Just leave you be
Feet firmly on the ground
When you're standing next to me
Feet firmly on the ground
When you're standing next to me
Maybe we're different
Different from who
They so wanna tell us
When they thing we should do
It's a little bit deafening
How my inner voice is shouting out
They'll come around
Just leave you be
Feet firmly on the ground
When you're standing next to me
Feet firmly on the ground
When you're standing next to me
Shouting out
It's a little bit deafening
When my inner voice is shouting out
It's a little bit deafening
It's a little bit deafening
It's a little bit deafening
When my inner voice is shouting out
Shouting out
We're synchronised swimmers
Shouting out