hrmpf

Egentlig har jeg jo levet hele mit liv på sådan en måde, som jeg troede kunne forhindre at jeg havnede præcis hvor jeg er nu. Jeg havde blikket fikseret på mållinien.

Fornuftig og rolig og rummelig og fleksibel og afslappet og uden mange krav. Realistisk, bevidst og med åbne øjne. Kærlig og ærlig og alt det.

Men det er åbenbart ingen garanti for noget, at man gør sit bedste og opfører sig ordentligt. Det vidste vi jo nok godt. Der er ingen garantier.

Men hvad så nu? Skal jeg gå amok i tøjlesløs opførsel og degenereret livsstil? Stille uhyrlige krav til alt og alle og lade den neurotiske bibliotekar tage over? Det kunne være underholdende. I et stykke tid.

Disse hvide vægge er helt nye for mig. En ny begyndelse, en åben slutning.

From time to time the tables turn
You cross a line, get your fingers burned
Suddenly is a new situation
From day to day, dot to dot
To case to case ’til the cord is cut
Suddenly is a new situation

Everybody wants to believe
They hold the ticket to the train to the Promised Land
Everybody wants to believe it ain’t no lie
One day I woke from a dream
On a rocket coming back from another planet
Don’t think I’m ever gonna understand why

Nothing is what it used to be
These white walls are all new to me
Time is the doctor and I’m his patient
I don’t know what he’s done to me
A gentle push or brain surgery
It’s gonna take some imagination
This new situation

From A to Z, through and through
The destiny I thought I knew
Suddenly is an open ending
I learnt the tricks, I did the time
My eyes a-fixed on the finishing line
All it is is a new beginning

Everybody dreams of a happy ever after
And gold at the rainbows end
Everybody wants to believe it ain’t no lie
Everybody wants the machine
To run faster and faster, out of hand
I don’t think I’m ever gonna understand why

Nothing is what it used to be
These white walls are all new to me
Time is the doctor and I’m his patient
I don’t know what he’s done to me
A gentle push or brain surgery
It’s gonna take some imagination
This new situation
Oh yeah
Oh

Nothing is what it used to be
These four walls are all new to me
Time is the doctor and I’m his patient
I don’t know what he’s done to me
A gentle push or brain surgery
It’s gonna take some imagination

Nothing is what it used to be
These white walls are all new to me
Time is the doctor and we’re his patients
I don’t know what he’ll do to us
But things will change, yeah, I know that much
It’s gonna take some imagination
This new situation

 

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2 Responses to hrmpf

  1. Sanne skriver:

    Åh, det her indlæg gjorde mig helt trist. Held og lykke med alting. 🙂

  2. sanne Thrane skriver:

    lidt af det ene….lidt af det andet…..hver ting til sin tid…..og alt bliver godt!
    Knus

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