torsdag 23 augusti 2012

Forget your hair forget your smell until there’s none
I couldn’t bear to sit and stare until they’re gone
So I went down town and I found myself someone
Without your hair without your smell without your love
I’m preying to gods I don’t believe
Saying you, you won’t take me quietly

onsdag 15 augusti 2012

When the world you were born in changes with seasons,
Will you run with this dream, or will you run alone
Or will you run against and finally reveal

tisdag 7 augusti 2012

Jag minns allt som naglarna mot glas. Du bara skrattar åt mig förminskar allt till ett skämt.
Det är långt hem.
Känner mig halv idag