Helena Josefsson - Meadow

Not far from home
there´s a forsaken meadow
Behind a hamburger bar
not far from the city glow
An oasis of flowers left to grow

There one can see
ox-eye daisies, blackberries
If you keep your eye low
to the grass
the town won´t show
But the drive-thru sign shines
like a fake rainbow

If I´m not at home
when you´re knocking
on my door
Find my meadow
Find my meadow
Find my meadow
and that´s where you´ll find me

Find my meadow
Find my meadow
Find my meadow
and you will understand me

If you go there
you become a millionaire
in the currency of flowers so fair
And the homeless and the
hounds can heirs

When dusk sets in
the red majestic cat king
is crying for love
Can you hear his rut singing?
A shrill voice calls until morning

If I´m not at home
when you´re calling
on my phone
Find my meadow
Find my meadow
Find my meadow
and that´s where you´ll find me

Find my meadow
Find my meadow
Find my meadow
and you will understand me

Meadow!

If I´m not at home
when you´re knocking
on my door
Find my meadow
Find my meadow
Find my meadow
and that´s where you´ll find me

Find my meadow
Find my meadow
Find my meadow
and you will understand me