| Song | Constant Bloom |
| Artist | Moon Safari |
| Album | Blomljud |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Strange are the days, how they seem out of place | |
| Flowers spring in a row, to defeat the ridden snow | |
| Yet they exist without magic or tricks, when by chance loving June | |
| Gasps for air and calls out: Bloom! | |
| Life as is said goes up and down, we walk through the door a second time around | |
| To do what was said but never done | |
| And promise you gardens made of green | |
| Yet we're lost in this tune, just men of the moon | |
| That sing for a world of constant bloom |