It's hard to tell the blues apart, she's salty just like me
She thinks she's on an island
Or she wishes that she were
She thinks she hears the sirens
But I think it's only
Iris in the morning rain sitting in a sea

She didn't wanna see the fruit was out of reach
She's caught between the ocean and the bear upon the beach
Imaginary waves could never drown ya
And I didn't want to tell her
I didn't want to tell her

Iris on a ladder, climbing closer to the sky
Rising from the grind, she is a quitter just like I
Sitting on a rooftop, watching molecules collide
Safe above it all, she's drinking mercury on ice
Iris on a ladder climbing closer to the sky

She didn't wanna see the stars were out of reach
She's caught between the ocean and the bear upon the beach
Imaginary gods could never save ya
And I didn't want to tell her
Didn't want to tell her

She didn't wanna see the stars were out of reach
She's caught between the ocean and the bear upon the beach
Imaginary gods could never save ya
But I didn't want to tell her
I didn't want to tell her

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Writer(s): NATHAN PETER LARSON, NICLAS PATRIK FRISK, NINA PERSSON