Jens Lekman - Postcard #50 lyrics

December 27th, 2015 The last post box to be emptied in town Is at the post office behind the central station I head to post my application for a grant to support me till my next album's done There's an old fortress further down the street The wind blows cold but I follow my feet I want to see the city Let it remind me again why I once left it Why I came back again A man tells me I'm trespa**ing Then he giggles and tells me he's only joking I sleep here sometimes, it's peaceful and nice Mi casa su casa Welcome to paradise The train from Stockholm is on time A single snowflake falls from the sky As I leave, he wishes me a merry Christmas Tell Santa I want the proper address