Lars Winnerbäck has this thing with writing songs that just hit home.

Lars Winnerbäck | Varning för ras

“The sun is high over the rooftops and the wind has turned
The ice has melted and the spring is in the air
You walk through the city like nothing has happened
As real and casually handsome as yesterday
Don’t get too close, you know how that goes
Now I have mine, and you your territory
And you know how I am
I hurry slowly home to myself
I have to sleep on it
The spring has awoken, but drifts of white
remains on the rooftops

Warning of landslides
walk as gently as you can
your eyes can crush my world
like rocks against glass
warning for landslide

Your lips that longed away says “everything is good
it took some effort, but despite everything it felt nice,
that it turned out this way, like we said it would”
I want to say something new but it doesn’t feel worth it
You have someone in your hand, I don’t give a shit about who
I see you from afar when I hurry home
through white and green
Too many people in the city today
Here you’re lonely amongst thousands
They’ve blocked off ever facade with cones
there’s signs around every house

Warning of landslides….

The sun sets over the rooftops and the clocks strikes
A strange day, with a strange light
I walk in the middle of the road, spring is in the air
Snow drips off the trees and houses
Don’t get too close, you know how that goes
I can see where you are longing, and you see how I am
No rush
I try to take in every word you said
but you know how they taste
there’s something fishy with the city today
there’s something creaking

Warning for landslide
walk as gently as you can
no thoughtless, meaningless words
no inaccurate phrases
warning for landslide”