fredag den 18. januar 2013

One day baby


Jeg har siddet på sengen og lyttet til melodien af dine smeltende ord, der som lim løber ned langs væggene og klistrer sig fast til mine fødder og tvinger mig til at frigøre mig fra fantasien og fralægge mig fascinationen; on the edge (of something special). For første gang siden jeg hængte heksen op på væggen, glemte jeg at hun hang der, jeg fik et kæmpe chok da jeg kiggede op. Nu kigger jeg på den postitive postkort-væg mens jeg hælder kaffen op og crusher og klapper og håber og holder vejret og hopper hysterisk. "One day baby, we'll be old, oh baby, we'll be old, and think of all the stories, that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old, oh baby, we'll be old, and think of all the stories, that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old, oh baby, we'll be old, and think of all the stories, that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old, oh baby, we'll be old, and think of all the stories, that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old, oh baby, we'll be old, and think of all the stories, that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old, oh baby, we'll be old, and think of all the stories, that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old, oh baby, we'll be old, and think of all the stories, that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old, oh baby, we'll be old, and think of all the stories, that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old, oh baby, we'll be old, and think of all the stories, that we could have told." Jeg har samlet så mange blade i dag at de kunne, hvis jeg ville, dække hele min krop, dancing naked in the snow. oh oh oh. Dreamy days and sparkling nights, Uh huh her, sig det som det er. "i'll face it with a grin, i'm never giving in, on with the show". Jeg er faldet baglæns ind i rytmen. I have tried to be as eclectic as I possibly can. Do it, undo it, redo it. At trykke magien ud og pynte den med karma-candy og patetisk og pænt toppe den med flødeskum; begavet charme, "No more tears, my heart is dry, I don't laugh and I don't cry, I don't think about you all the time, But when I do I wonder why" 





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