A Song for an Actress

Natalie says that it’s gonna get rough

But Natalie knows she knows nothing of love

She speaks of wounds that do not heal

But their not real

We meet in a world I created for us

We laugh in the rain, we make out in the bus

I make up songs and they conceal

That it’s not real

But you don’t know what you miss; cause you don’t know I exist

Waiting here to be loved, to be closer and kissed

If Natalie sits in the garden alone

Feeling my lips through the kisses I’ve blown

And if your own turn moist you’ll feel

That it’s real

Turn your eyes to the skies; the same clouds will unfold before our eyes

If you try you will find the same bird echoed through both of our minds

Natalie wait while my ship comes to port

I’m leaving my heart as I am leaving the war

What Hollywood makes you say, whatever they make you do

I’ll turn my back, but never on you

So Natalie wait, Natalie wait

I’m gonna be there when the end credits fade

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All instruments and voices by MM except:

Casper Henning Hansen - Drums and percussion

Oliver Hoiness - Guitars