Jag känner mig så förvirrad

12.7.10



Det kan vara värmen, eller allt som händer.
Mitt hjärta känns lite för stort för bröstet med.


Vi har semesterstängt en vecka. Jag åker bort.
Kanske jag hittar klarhet eller en fin strand hoppas jag.
Ledig.
Utan barn, ledig.
Målet förutom att ta mig hem levande:

Stockholm...


6 kommentarer:

Kat sa...

Om du behöver en fristad, så hör av dig. Här är hav och kravlöst. Gott om plats. Bussavstånd :-)

Kram

Kat & E

Emmie sa...

ja, det där när hjärtat inte får plats i bröstet, vad gör man då?
låter bra att åka bort och bara vara, njuta och leva.
ta hand om dig!

Missy sa...

Ha en riktigt fin vecka nu!

Anonym sa...

Anchor Made of Gold

Box of matches and a pocket knife
Some lumps of sugar this will save my life
While my heart is full of confidence, my head is a mess
I've got a golden anchor hanging round my neck

I said, no I'm hauling up no white flag
No, I'm sending out the troops
No I'm hauling up no white flag
No, don’t need more water in the soup
My mama told me this would bring me luck
‘Cause it's an anchor made of gold

I'm gonna build me a black little boat
Gonna sew a thin white sail
And learn the messages from the wind
Learn if a storm is gathering

Braid a hat of golden grass
It’ll protect me from the sun
Learn the meaning of the rain
Collect the water in a can

Girl what are you searching for
I haven't been told
Girl what takes you further
An anchor made of gold
An anchor made of gold

Tighten the ropes when in dangerous heights
Wear three layers of coats in the cold cold night
I know I will survive I am no baby bird
I've got a golden anchor, it will save me so I've heard

No, I'm hauling up no white flag
No, I'm sending out the troops
No, I'm hauling up no white flag
No, don't need more water in the soup
My mama told me this would bring me luck
‘Cause it's an anchor made of gold

I'm gonna build me a black little boat
Gonna sew a thin white sail
And learn the messages from the wind
Learn if a storm is gathering

Braid a hat of golden grass
It’ll protect me from the sun
Learn the meaning of the rain
Collect the water in a can

Girl what are you searching for
I haven't been told
Girl what takes you further
An anchor made of gold
An anchor made of gold

I'm gonna build me a black little boat
Gonna sew a thin white sail
And learn the messages from the wind
Learn if a storm is gathering

Braid a hat of golden grass
It’ll protect me from the sun
An anchor made of
An anchor made of gold

Girl you gonna find what you're search
Girl you gonna find what you're search
You have to go further, further

Girl you gonna find what you're search
Girl you gonna find what you're search
But you have to push harder, harder

Girl you gonna find what you're search
Girl you gonna find what you're search
You have to go further, further...

I know you have it in you...

http://open.spotify.com/track/7oWrx5cFMmvyhSTgEMMXBS

Anonym sa...

Vassego...dagens visa=)=) Var inte meningen att vara anonym...L

Drömma-Lotta sa...

Ah, det var du, såklart.

Tack fina du, och tack till er andra...
kram, en hård.

Extra till Kat, just nu har jag det väldigt bra här i Stockholm så jag blir här :)