Videoklip: Jan Blomqvist - The Space In Between

Can’t figure out how we git here,
living on decay.
The 7 Words left on paper
will disconnect the day.
and you want a new want
and you want anything that’s clear

And it’s all around us as ghosted machines.
Would the real be just silent
if there’s a hole in the key?
At the bar in the basement
for an hour-glass of tea.
Our love is a violent
constant space in between.

And the taste has got a texture,
smoke has not a sound.
The fabric that was fixed here
inherent in the ground.

And it’s all around us as ghosted machines.
Would the real be just silent
if there’s a hole in the key?
At the bar in the basement
for an hour-glass of tea.
Our love is a violent
constant space in between.

And as much as I’d like to
believe there’s a truth about our
illusion, well I’ve come to conclude:
There’s just nothing beyond it
the mind can perceive
except for the pictures in
the space in between.