Goodnight Oslo

She came out of the past
 Gliding through the mirror
 From ashtrays, turntables and body hair
 She came out on the nose
 The trains had all stopped running
 They had froze
 But I've got special powers
 That render me invisible
 To everyone but you
 And so delicious floes
 So easy from the clouds
 In Sunday morning Oslo time
 You fade into the crowd
 Don't go to heaven by yourself
 You need a mission and a friend
 I'm promising you soul to soul to soul
 It never ends
 It's just Norwegian speed
 And Norway makes the world go round
 Like you go round in circles
 All the time
 Goodnight Oslo
 Harold Skrindo said
 Go out to Vigeland
 See the bodies
 Climb each other to the sky
 To the sky
 You leave the Stray Hotel
 And find a place to smoke
 A house that has no walls
 Or memories at all
 You're listening to her
 Still broadcasting inside
 But you can walk out
 Any time
 Goodnight Oslo
 Goodnight Oslo
 Goodnight Oslo
 It's just Norwegian speed
 From Tromso down to Kirstiansand
 They're waiting for the dark
 That never comes