The ballad of Ro Jordan
Written by Jesse Rómlárson

I saw you playing
In a field of gold
Hair like honey
Maybe a soul ice-cold

You don′t know me
But I’ve been near
Every chord you strum
Pulls me right here

I′m looking at
The sky above
In your blue eyes
I see a better kind of love

Jordan
You don’t even know
How far your echoes tend to go
A satellite crush from
The other side of the world

You are singing
In my dreams I can’t define
I am wrapped in the chords
Of your written lines

Jordan
You don′t even know
How far your voice tends to go
My phantom muse
From the other side of the world

If fate is kind
And time rewound
I′ll sit beside you
When our silence becomes sound

If fate is kind
And time rewound
I’ll sit beside you
When our silence becomes sound