[Verse 1] Politicians make decisions And somebody else's children die People starve beneath a billboard Selling shit we'll never need to buy There's a dog dead on the shoulder Traffic moves around it just the same I spend forty hours every week Doing work that barely needs my name Some days that's the whole equation Cruel and boring, side by side Then the sun comes through the window And the evening feels just right [Chorus] There are still things that I love Even knowing what I know Salt wind blowing off the water Summer air through open windows There are still things that feel good Without meaning anything more I can hate the way things are And love a moment while it's mine I just wish there were more [Verse 2] On the ferry across the Kattegat The wind was cold enough to sting I stood outside and let it hit me Watched the water underneath Nothing changed while I was out there Nothing waited when I left But I can still remember exactly How that air felt in my chest And sometimes there's a perfect hour Driving nowhere after dark The day's heat finally letting go My left arm hanging from the car Music loud enough to feel it Road unspooling in the lights For once I don't need something different From the life I'm in that night [Chorus] There are still things that I love Even knowing what I know Salt wind blowing off the water Summer air through open windows There are still things that feel good Without meaning anything more I can hate the way things are And love a moment while it's mine I just wish there were more [Verse 3] I have cried until my breathing Was another thing I couldn't do And felt somebody's arms around me While he told me how to breathe In and out until I followed Till my body settled down I knew I'd still be leaving I just wasn't leaving then My cats curl against my stomach Like they know that's where they go I put both hands into the garden Feel the dirt between my fingers Plant something anyway Knowing everything that dies Sometimes I want to watch a living thing Push green into the light [Bridge] None of this makes war less ugly Nobody hungry gets more fed The dog is still there on the highway The people I have lost are gone Tomorrow I will go to work And waste another afternoon Knowing all of that has never stopped A good thing from being good [Final Chorus] There are still things that I love And I'm glad that I still can Cold wind coming off the water Warm dirt breaking in my hands A game that eats an evening A cat asleep against my side Being held when I was hurting Driving nowhere late at night None of it redeems the rest I never asked it to I just wish there were more
