Jag GåR Och Fiskar

Nothing's as it should be, same old thing day after day.
Everything follows the same pattern, looking at the city from my window.
People lined up in a queue, eat, work, sleep, die.

Chorus
I'm going fishing, taking a quiet moment, heading out, out to fish.
A chance to breathe in, breathe out.

When you read philosophers, searching through old verses.
I think it was different in the 16th, 17th, 1800s.
Not so, my heart aches, same thing in all times.

Chorus
I'm going fishing, taking a quiet moment, heading out, out to fish.
My chance to breathe in, breathe out. Aaaaand breathe out.

Nothing's as it should be, same old thing day after day.
Everyone's selling the same services, people to the right, left.
I can only plant a seed, give a tip. Grab your rod!

Let's go fishing, and take a quiet moment.
Let's fish, fish for fish.
A chance to breathe out.
I'm going fishing, taking a quiet moment.
Heading out, out to fish.
A chance to breathe in, breathe out.
I'm going fishing.
I'm going fishing.
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going fishing.