Tatooine.
I know, I'm quite the Weirdo.
Yesterday I dropped my brain, it's hanging down my back.
I keep thinking "I'll get it fixed, I'll store it in a sack"
My brain is scraping on the floor, I'm leaving quite a trail.
I find my blood is everywhere, in fact, I look quite pale.
I try to mop it up, to maybe put it right.
Though I cannot concentrate, I'm feeling very light.
I lay down on the floor, to take a breath, to close my eyes.
I think of you and fall asleep, never to again arise.
I keep thinking "I'll get it fixed, I'll store it in a sack"
My brain is scraping on the floor, I'm leaving quite a trail.
I find my blood is everywhere, in fact, I look quite pale.
I try to mop it up, to maybe put it right.
Though I cannot concentrate, I'm feeling very light.
I lay down on the floor, to take a breath, to close my eyes.
I think of you and fall asleep, never to again arise.
Random thought in the night.
There was this man, he couldn't die, not even if he tried to fly.
He threw his body off a cliff, fast he fell and he got quite stiff.
He ran and ran till his legs he broke, his feet were sore but not much more.
Drank his poison, hope to die, he ate his pills and began to cry.
He woke up later that same day, at a loss for words he tried to pray.
"Dear sweet God, what have I done?", wanted an answer but there was none.
He watched his friends begin to age, his body filling up with rage.
He himself stayed young year after year, that much was quite clear.
At 150, he had lost his hope, he stopped making friends, he couldn't cope.
Though they wither, he stays the same. He's still looking but there's no one to blame.
He threw his body off a cliff, fast he fell and he got quite stiff.
He ran and ran till his legs he broke, his feet were sore but not much more.
Drank his poison, hope to die, he ate his pills and began to cry.
He woke up later that same day, at a loss for words he tried to pray.
"Dear sweet God, what have I done?", wanted an answer but there was none.
He watched his friends begin to age, his body filling up with rage.
He himself stayed young year after year, that much was quite clear.
At 150, he had lost his hope, he stopped making friends, he couldn't cope.
Though they wither, he stays the same. He's still looking but there's no one to blame.
.
There's no better place to be sad in like the cold dead of night.
Just kill me now and be done with it. I feel sick.
Just kill me now and be done with it. I feel sick.
You can begin a clean new start.
I just laid there. Afterward, that is. I laid there and looked at you -
as you were walking to the other side of the room just to be as far away from me as possible,
and trying to do it without making me notice.
I did.....
I woke up a bit later, naked and alone in a room I've never actually seen.
I didn't stay long enough to say goodbye.
I didn't even have time to find my underwear. I just went home.
And I remember thinking that you didn't deserve me. But what did I know, really.
I mean, I was the one naked in a flat I've never been to before.
as you were walking to the other side of the room just to be as far away from me as possible,
and trying to do it without making me notice.
I did.....
I woke up a bit later, naked and alone in a room I've never actually seen.
I didn't stay long enough to say goodbye.
I didn't even have time to find my underwear. I just went home.
And I remember thinking that you didn't deserve me. But what did I know, really.
I mean, I was the one naked in a flat I've never been to before.
Den franska balkongen.
Och när vi stod där och trängdes, som så många gånger förr, hade jag inte mycket mer än din doft i huvudet. Jag kunde bara tänka på hur tätt intill varandra vi var, på locken som var så farligt nära på att falla ned i ögonen på dig och på din hand som du svept om mig och placerat på min höft. För trots cigaretten i din hand och röken som kom ur din mun, kände jag ingenting annat än lukten från din hud då du rörde handen fram och tillbaka ut genom fönstret. Det var knäpptyst och var inget mindre än underbart.
You and me walk on..
You know there will be days when you're so tired that you can't take another step.
The night will have no stars and you'll think you've gone as far as you will ever get.
The night will have no stars and you'll think you've gone as far as you will ever get.
.....go where you want to go, be what you want to be, if you ever turn around, you'll see me.
