Glass Half Full (feat. Peter Morén)

Spirit and soul covered in it like rocker box gold The shell is still damaged and takes its toll And every morning I wake up I'm not the same as I was before And no one knows what's wrong or what's behind those doors You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool Pins and needles I ran aground Please don't beat a dead horse Please don't run a man down If I seem like I'm fading don't worry 'bout me Really I'm lucky to be here, to feel the pebbles glide under my toes The ebb and flow We all bleed when we pluck the rose You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool And every sunrise is a marmalade fugue You're speaking to a glass half full Håller upp mot ljuset You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool And every sunrise is a marmalade fugue You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool It's a marmalade fugue