The Treehouse Song av Ane Brun från skivan Changing of the Seasons. Lyssna på låten och läs hela texten här.
When I woke
I took the backdoor to my mind
and then I spoke
I counted all of the good things you areand that list of charms was
longer than my chain of broken hearts
and when the day was done
I figured I had already lost
from the start – from the startI was gonna love you till the end of all daytime
and I was gonna keep all our secret signs and our lullabies
I was made to believe that our love would grow old
we were gonna live in a treehouse and make babies
and we were gonna bury our ex-lovers and their ghosts
baby we were made of goldso many times
we drank fine wine in one swallow
and in those late nights
we painted our walls bright yellow