Der er ingenting i verden så stille som sne

sweetheart is bleeding in the snowcone so smart she's leading me to ozone music the great communicator use two sticks to make it in the nature i'll get you into penetration the gender of a generation the birth of every other nation worth your weight the gold of meditation this chapter's going to be a close one smoke rings i know your going to blow one all on a spaceship persevering use my hands for everything but steering can't stop the spirits when they need you mop tops are happy when they feed you j. butterfly is in the treetop birds that blow the meaning into bebop wait a minute i'm passing out win or lose just like you far more shocking than anything i ever knew how about you ten more reasons why i need somebody new just like you far more shocking than anything i ever knew right on cue kick start the golden generator sweet talk but don't intimidate her can't stop the gods from engineering feel no need for any interfering your image in the dictionary this life is more than ordinary can i get two maybe even three of these come from space to teach you of the pliedes can't stop the spirits when they need you this life is more than just a read thru

Den 10. januar går det løs. Det er ikke til at vide, om jeg får brugt dette her nymodens pjat til noget. Men måske. Jeg har halve vaccinationer, myggenet, visum & sprit - & efterhånden også mine fødder plantet på jorden igen efter 17 vilde, smukke, hårde & (vid)underlige uger på Ry Højskole. Så. Vi skal nok nå at blive klar, chill chill. Og jeg glæder mig!