En jävla apa

En jävla apa,
ska man behöva dras med den?

En apa på min rygg,
den liknar dig,
blir man av med en sån?

En korv med karaktär lämnades efter
Fick i uppdrag att gå på
U P P T Ä C K S F Ä R D
I alla tillgängliga rörsystem

Fingret nuddar spolknappen
Och sinnet tänker nöjt
"My work here is done..!"

I stood at the verge of success
I can now rest assured

Feeling the wind
Rest in the water
Ever so close to immortality
Even though I am alone.

When I could see the sun swell up behind the hillside
You were already in the kitchen making coffee
and I thought the only reason it shone today as well
was to reflect in your coffee cup

The panic in their eyes
The regret in your soul
The despair in my heart
What will become of us?
We have killed our God.

Every day you taught me of who I am.
Never will I become...the one you want.
During the day I live in dreams.

open window sucks in
fatigue

More or less, I thought myself
As independant in those
Remarkable days.
Konstantinopel, so far east.
Unsure if I'll ever
See the city for real.