mye er så rart at jeg vet ikke helt om jeg gidder å huske det en gang.
før jeg engang har noe å huske.
noe gjør at jeg blir veldig lei og sliten.
noe gjør at jeg får masse merkelig overskudd som jeg er usikker på hvor jeg skal gjøre av.
hvorfor kan ikke ting bare være sånn som det er? hvorfor må det alltid være så mye annet med og rundt det som allerede er?
når man tror man har funnet noe som man kan prøve. når man ser noe man kan følge.
alltid noe i veien.
"and rescue me from me. and all that i belive"
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ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child
softly stolen under our blanket skies
and rescue me from me and all that i believe
i won't deny the pain
i won't deny the change
and should i fall from grace here with you
will you leave me too?
carve out your heart for keeps in an old oak tree
and hold me for goodbyes and whispered lullabyes
and tell me i am still
the man i'm supposed to be
i won't deny the pain
i won't deny the change
and should i fall from grace here with you
will you leave me too?
too late to turn back now, i'm running out of sound
and i am changing, changing
and if we died right now, this fool you love somehow
is here with you
i won't deny the pain
i won't deny the change
and should i fall from grace here with you
would you leave me too
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