lørdag den 27. marts 2010
torsdag den 25. marts 2010
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And then you ask me who I am and I
ask you the same question and we
look a little into
each others eyes which has
unmentionable colors just
because we heard somewhere that's a
very decent way to pass some time
Like when we wander in
crammed department stores
digging deep into
freezers searching for
signs of ourselves or just
smoked salmon
Like when we gaze at
nature to feel as if a
part of something greater or just
imagine what it feels like to
have roots
You know, there are endless
possibilities, I,
a pseudo-intellectual
suburbian boheme, I,
an enthusiast of grey melange, I
a manifestation of indolence, but
which one do you prefer?
Let's watch something else than
each other just for
a little while, let's
jump the train and leave these
houses that were never homes, let's
just be a part of the process
As long as we do that I think
we're still some kind of
human at least
mandag den 1. marts 2010
Only cats walk safely
on a night like this
But little girls are bright and bold
and looking for a kiss
And little girls will stray
as they always have
forget the coming darkness
and - well, you do the math
And wolves are very patient
and very silver-tounged
you can smell saliva
when they smell girls that young
Hush, girls, come a little closer
I have a house that's safe and sound
and you'll be safe as houses
as long as I'm around
My words are soft as honey
and I'll clean up this mess
you'll be last against the wall, I promise
(but you'll get there none the less)
Little girls are guided home
by the fire in his eyes
Little girls are stupid
and licking up his lies
Hush, girls, come a little closer
I know somewhere to hide
and if you're very brave
I'll take you on a special ride
And those little girls were blinded
he won without a fight
so believe me when I tell you
only cats are safe tonight