Viewed From The Spire - Stina Nordenstam

Viewed from the spire

It looks more like a coincidence to me Another bomb in the harbour

But you were there

The place was all crowded but

No one crosses the street that way

It was such a lunatic thing to do Broken glass was all over

I heard the sirens

Her name on the radio

Should have known there was no escape

They havent found him

They say it wasnt professional this time

Just a bomb in the harbour

A love affair

Her room-mate wont listen but i-

No one crosses the street that way

She says

No, no.

how would I know

Cause you didnt know her

I the sirens

And just suddenly I thought

No ones gonna say it did not take place