Jens Lekman - Postcard #36 lyrics

September 10th, 2015 Hanging with my friend Jim Who's a four-feet tall little gremlin Who likes to eat pizza and likes to sing And oh, did I mention that he's seven? We're at the cemetery where his grandpa's buried We're lighting candles at the grave And I hear him say We're just tourists on vacation from not existing We're just tourists on vacation from being nothing Where did you hear that, Jim? Was it your dad, was it Aunt Elizabeth? His mom says, "You know that thread on the internet About creepy things that kids have said?" Jim says he heard it somewhere, catches a leaf midair He holds my hand as we walk one I catch our reflection Two little tourists on vacation from being nothing Two little tourists on vacation from not existing