En stor längtan på rygg

"snö på snabba dagar och träden som gipsfigurer en stor längtan på rygg sträcker ut sina vingpennor och skriver utan att nå botten"

Namn:

Göteborgare. Stockholmsbo. Sysselsatt.

16.10.06

For whom the bell tolls

"she said: what do you want me, anyway
I said: I just want to take you out, my dear
na na na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na na na

'cause I'm the son of S:t Jacobs church organ
aha son of S:t Jacobs church organ
aha

no I'm not that stupidly childish
and the wind kind of blows
me
kind of blows me away

'cause I'm the son of S:t Jacobs church organ
aha son of S:t Jacobs church organ
aha

who does not refuse the negliation
I refuse the condensiation
I refuse to pay my debt, oh hoo
I refuse to pay my share, owowho

yeah
yeah

I'm the son of S:t Jacobs church organ
aha, son of S:t Jacobs church organ
and the wind kind of blows
me
kind of blows me away

yeah
owowho
owowho
ladididadida..."