From Sweden
Älskar skönhet, konst och underbara historier.
Love, Art, Beauty,
Nature, Travel, Food
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the sun licks the pavement,
skirts get shorter,
the air hums.
somewhere, a bed creaks,
somewhere, a sigh,
somewhere, trouble.
trees stretch,
bodies ache,
the wind whispers,
go!
the sun licks the pavement,
skirts get shorter,
the air hums.
somewhere, a bed creaks,
somewhere, a sigh,
somewhere, trouble.
trees stretch,
bodies ache,
the wind whispers,
go!
the bottle dry,
the air thick with regret.
but there’s a flicker
a cheap lamp,
or maybe just the memory
of her laugh,
soft and far away.
the world’s still a bastard,
but so are you.
and maybe that’s enough
to keep going,
to roll the dice
one more time.
the bottle dry,
the air thick with regret.
but there’s a flicker
a cheap lamp,
or maybe just the memory
of her laugh,
soft and far away.
the world’s still a bastard,
but so are you.
and maybe that’s enough
to keep going,
to roll the dice
one more time.
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see you.
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see you.
Love, Art, Beauty,
Nature, Travel, Food
U2?
Let's connect
Love, Art, Beauty,
Nature, Travel, Food
U2?
Let's connect