Stryktäck

(Några rader i anteckningsbok, från cirka januari 2008:)

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Stryktäck du är
sade blondlock i kassan
när strykjärn till vrakpris
jag hämtade hem
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Publicerat på Facebook den 30 augusti 2010 kl. 22:59 ·

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Fabricerat frågeställningarna

(Slumrade på Norrtäljebussen kl. 07.55-08.00:)

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Man har i mycket fabricerat frågeställningarna
Vad är det EU vill åstadkomma?

Man har i mycket raserat förväntningarna
Vad är det en tvålkopp ska innehålla?

Det har rätt länge grasserat i fördämningarna
Vad är det egentligen en svålknopp ska återhålla?

Kan en rakbladsbeväring sägas redo att
såväl vedergälla och åderlåta
som säkerställa och avsiktsvålla?
Och dubbelkolla?
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That Home In Idlewild

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(Song written June 13 till July 28, 2011.)


You don´t have to run
to the Market Place
´cause the Market Place
is not there

You don´t have to tell me
any truth in my face
I´ll be here and everywhere

All the ladders are gone
and the rain´s movin´ on
Will you please walk
and don´t just stare?

Light that candle for me soon
When I rest beneath
the moon
I´ll be sailing
with that salt in
my hair

Refr:
When we say:
”Up and running, boys!”
the wind is blessed
with pride

I´ll be speaking with
my golden voice
With some ship dog by my side
Any gift that they brought
to us
when they came to
kiss good-bye
will be brought over
the ocean
to that home in Idlewild

............

You don´t have to sell
everything you got
to get sadness out of
your soul

You don´t have to swim
or even talk a lot
To get your mind
up from that hole

If that Idlewild beach
will be out of reach
and you ask
for whom the Bells will
toll

listen to me when I preach
about those flowers
and their speech
and that Salvation
is in rock´n´roll

Refr:

When we say:
”Up and running, boys!”
the wind is blessed
with pride

I´ll be speaking with
my golden voice
With some ship dog by my side
Any gift that they brought
to us
when they came to
kiss good-bye
will be brought over
the ocean
to that home in Idlewild
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(Words & Music by Dennis Renfors)

Austerlitz Ridge

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(Written August 1 till August 4, 2011. Last line written by Joakim Gullander.)

now bring me outside
of that Austerlitz ridge
just bring me outside
of that Austerlitz ridge

and someone tells me:
"Just get out of that fridge
then burn the bridge, so they can not reach you"
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