A boy looks like an old man
He huddles in the cold
And reaching for the darkness
Away from the half-light
A dark girl wanders on and on
She bears a wound for you, wound
A car comes to a halt
Inside a man is waiting
He is calling his house
Eyes fixed at the gun
A bag is tossed on the ground
Its content already used
The cold subsides and someone dies
There in the half-light
He is calling his house
Eyes fixed at the gun
A language she don't know
Telling her about love
She lets him in
He takes his chance
Stockholm was written by Mikael Åkerfeldt & Jim Matheos & Kevin Moore.
Stockholm was produced by Kevin Moore & Jim Matheos.