Postcard #21
Jens Lekman
May 24th, 2015
Kicks don't give me kicks no more
Something closed and locked that door
Now I never find myself bored
I walk down to the grocery store
Where a stroll along the ocean shore
Is more than I am asking for
Used to have foot out the door
But kicks don't give me kicks no more
To just exist another day
To sit in the shade
To do the laundry and do it fondly
To fold each pillowcase
To sow some seeds for an apple tree
To make an apple pie
That I'll enjoy ten years forth
Kicks don't give me kicks anymore
