Songs can transport you to beautiful memories. We based the design of this little shed on the nostalgic feeling present in I Know Places by Swedish singer Lykke Li.
As I open the fence, the hinge makes a familiar grating sound. Iron rusts quickly in this climate. The last light… I can hardly see the house. It’s been a while, but it is still exactly the same. The concrete has some new cracks, perhaps. Now I’m opening the door. It’s dark, but I know my way. The small floor tiles need some scrubbing – the garden is as much inside as it is outside. Tomorrow. The evening glow that passes through the small windows is somehow adding rhythm to my steps. I put down the groceries on the kitchen table as I continue to dance. It has started raining. Very well. Around the corner, I step into the dome. For a second, I feel lost. And then found again.
I Know Places – Lykke Li
I know places we can go babe
I know places we can go babe
The high won’t fade here babe
No, the high won’t hurt here babe
I know places we can go babe
I know places we can go babe
Where the highs won’t bring you down babe
No, the highs won’t hurt you there babe
Don’t ask me when but ask me why
Don’t ask me how but ask me where
There is a road, there is a way
There is a place, there is a place
I know places we can go babe
Coming home, come unfold babe
And the high won’t fade here babe
No, the high won’t hurt here babe
So come lay and wait
Now won’t you lay and wait, wait on me
I know places we can go babe
Coming home, come unfold babe
I know places we can go babe
Coming home, come unfold babe