Keep on lovin'
Jag satt och funderade och kom på att jag helt slutat skriva om mina funderingar och filosofier, kanske två ord för samma sak för några, kanske för mig med, inte vet jag. Lite tror jag att jag har slutat fundera i samma banor som jag gjort innan, kanske har det att göra med att det är vinter och det finns inte så många soliga dagar att fundera på, kanske så har jag distanserat mig från den delen av mig själv för att skydda resten av mig själv (bara jag själv som förstår det där tror jag).
Anyways, Fått ut 10 tusenlappar för min tinnitus, feels great. Då har jag ju råd med en ny tv och Peace and Love.
Just det! bara så utifall någon undrar så är Jason Mraz min artist just nu, är på ett sånt humör antar jag. Snart kommer milda vårdagar och då blir det nog The Kooks igen, som även kommer på Peace and Love det kommer bli så fruktansvärt kul! Gäller bara att inte tappa bort plånboken första kvällen den här gången, så jag slipper leva på kottar och koda igen.
Driving silently against the flow of life, driving steadly towards the beginning, towards the source of it all.
Oj, klockan är 23:32 och här sitter jag och drömmer.
Peace!
'n'
Love
/Johan
Springtime
As i fall to the ground im filled with joy
The words you spoke hit me harder
then i thought they would
Im lying on a sunstaind rock sippin on a peoplesbeer
You're down by the water making fishes run for shelter
The sun is playing hide and seek with the clouds
I guess the clouds won cause they are nowhere to be found
I think it's that time again
When it's safe to run around
shirtless in the sand
Shirtless and shoeless i run
feeling the earth grabb my feet
as I lose ground
Oh miss Springtime...
The richest man in the world
Hade en dröm inatt. Jag tror det gick unjefär såhär:
On a bench in a park lies the richest man in the world
With a empty liqour bottle in a paper bag he's
sleeping he's troubles away
He's got no family to go home to
People walking by casting mocking faces down on him
But he dont know
Because..
He's in a dream land
where everything is fine
and every story haves a happy ending
where people is always smiling
and no hostility exists
In this place
he stays
untill the clock strikes 6 and
it's time to go to work
Behind he's desk he sits all day
Bossing people around
he know what they are saying about him
when hes not around
But he dont mind
because..
He's in a dream land
where everything is fine
and every story haves a happy ending
where people is always smiling
and no hostility exists
In this place
he stays
untill the clock strikes 9
and the office closes
He's driving home
in he's brand new ford
The smell reminds him
of the dog he used to have
when he was 5
back then
he was happy
he had no worries
he was safe
but now
he's never safe unless
He's in a dream land
where everything is fine
and every story haves a happy ending
where people is always smiling
and no hostility exists
In this place
he will stay
untill he's time has come,
Ventilation
a ventilation of an heart
some begginings waiting to start
a lonely car ride home
trying to play it smart
Breathing slower every minute
like the world have become mute
everyone's talking about love
not sure if its worth the pursuit
afraid to pick up my phone
i know you are not alone
youre with some other guy
why not come back home
