Lyrics Glossolalia - Einar Stray Orchestra

Glossolalia

Oslo speaks to me in tongues
Glossolalia’s a town
Where I gasp from worried lungs
They say I’m in some kind of phase
I pour my heart out and they yawn
The roots that reach into the dawn
Underline my lack of grace
Longer hair, thicker skin
I’ve spent a decade in a spin
No-one's ever getting out
No-one's ever getting in
I’ve learned the craft of hatred too
I’ve learned to stray from the truth
I take the subway in to work
We’re underground, it’s always dark
Is it the humming of the train or do they speak in tongues?
My afterlife will be these songs
Minutes later I’ll be soaked
I hit the surface and I woke
Up from my dream
My beautiful ridiculous dream
Glossolalia
These streets fill me with oh, such fury
This architectural code
That used to please me so
You gotta shake some dirty hands
You gotta kiss them while you can
Kiss it quick then rise again!
Is it the roaring of the trams or do we speak in tongues?
Our afterlives in senseless songs
Conversation stays the same
I hit the surface and I it rained upon my dream
My beautiful ridiculous dream
Glossolalia glosslalalalalala…