The Closest We’ll Ever Get To Heaven Molly Nilsson

The closest we'll ever get to heaven
With a stolen six-pack from 7-Eleven
And though the city sleeps, I bet she never dreams
She never dreams like you and me
I know it's been a while since I saw your smile, but I hope you're doing great
My old friend I haven't seen you since spring 2008

The years will come and go, before we know it, we'll be old
Summer is already over and it's getting cold
In the ice and snow
We can hardly keep our cigarettes aglow
So tell me when the wild wind blows
How do you hold on to your soul?

I hope all of your dreams became your reality
And if not, I hope you're living in your dreams
You know I kept 'em all 'cause I meant to
All the letters I wrote but never sent you

I google you sometimes, but the search results never fit
'Cause someone with the same name is getting all of it
And maybe the digital age left you behind
But you never left my mind