Kinds on the run together with dark skies

No we have never grown a day from the poison we shared
And we’re walking our crooked backs home
But will we ever confess what we’ve done?
Guess we’re still kids on the run.

Swedish folk singer who has been compared by many a men to Bob Dylan. But as the dark skies travel over Stockholm and the beers of yesterday bring gloom around everything the new Tallest Man On Earth album The Wild Hunt is one of the most suitable companions one can have. This is the stand out song in my book, one of very few he does on piano.

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