Scared of losin' all the time he wrote it in a letter, he was a friend of mine. He heard you could see your future inside a glass of water with ripples and the rhymes. He asked 'Will I see heaven in mine?'. Oh that is just the way it was, and nothing could be better, and nothing ever was. And they say you can see your future, inside a glass of water, with riddles and the rhymes but 'will I see heaven in mine?' Son, don't ask, neither how full nor empty is your glass, cling to the mast. Spend your whole life living in the past going nowhere fast. So he wrote it on a wall. The hollowest of halos is no halo at all and Televisions selling plastic figurines of leaders, saying nothing at all and you chime stars in heaven align. Son, don't ask, neither how full nor empty is your glass, cling to the mast. Spend your whole life living in the past going nowhere fast.

what are we drinking when we're done... just glasses of water.

ett glas vatten hjälper just nu, ett glas vatten kommer att hjälpa imorgon. och mitt huvud är ungefär lika kaosartat som ett virrvarr av text och färg under en bild på bilddagboken.

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January 2009