[Intro] [whispered vocals] Vi är nästan framme (We’re almost there) Ljusen rullar förbi (the lights are rolling by) [Verse 1] Jag tappade kartan i en sommarstorm (I lost the map in a summer storm) Stannade vid en vägkrog utan namn (stopped at a roadside café with no name) Du log genom regnet Sa "vi hittar nog" (you smiled through the rain, said "we’ll figure it out") Hem var en känsla mer än en plan (home was a feeling more than a plan) [Chorus] Hem Hem Var jag än går (Home, home, wherever I go) Dina skor i hallen Dina frågor vid vårt bord (your shoes in the hallway, your questions at our table) Hem Hem Mitt hjärta slår (home, home, my heart beats) Som en gammal vinyl som aldrig riktigt stannar (like an old record that never really stops) [Verse 2] Du sa: "alla vägar leder inte rätt" (you said: “not every road leads right”) Men vissa fel känns mjuka som min filt (but some mistakes feel soft like my blanket) Vi delade pommes på en tom perrong (we shared fries on an empty platform) Ingen final destination Bara tid vi fyllde (no final destination, just the time we filled) [Chorus] [Verse 3] Jag bar din tröja genom en flygplatsnatt (I wore your sweater through an airport night) Svettig Trött Men trygg i din parfym (sweaty, tired, yet safe in your perfume) Du vinkade genom skärmen Suddig bild (you waved through the screen, a blurry frame) Sa: "kom hem när du vill Jag sparar ditt rum" (you said: “come home when you want, I’ll keep your room”) [Chorus] [Verse 4] Vi byggde båtar av gamla kartonglock (we built boats from old cardboard lids) Lät dem segla i diskhon som ett hav (let them sail in the sink like a sea) Barnen skrattade Skvätte på köksgolvet (the kids laughed, splashing on the kitchen floor) Allt vi äger är mest bara sådana dagar (all we really own is days like these) [Chorus] [Verse 5] När världen glider isär i neon och brus (when the world slips apart in neon and noise) Stänger jag dörren Låser ute allt (I close the door, keep all of it out) Din röst i rummet som en mjuk refräng (your voice in the room like a gentle refrain) "hem är där vi vågar vila våra fel" (“home is where we dare to rest our flaws”) [Tag] Hem Hem Du säger mitt namn (Home, home, you say my name) Allt som skaver faller av som damm (all that aches falls off like dust) Hem Hem Här står vår ram (home, home, here stands our frame) Vi målar om världen från vårt lilla köksbord (we repaint the world from our small kitchen table)

dance, Glitchy EDM-disco hybrid with detuned synth arps and a bright, looping piano riff opening. Four-on-the-floor kick drives under elastic bass, chopped vocal glitches, and phaser-soaked guitars for the alt-country tint. Male and female vocals trade short Swedish and English call-and-response lines; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a wide stereo synth pad. Final tag strips back to piano, sidechain swells, and intimate, close-mic vocals., europop, disco, soaring, alternative country, edm, experimental

Hem / Home