Her hadde jeg tenkt å ta igjen for slapp posting, men så fant jeg nettop ut at Syd Barrett er død. Nå har jeg ikke lyst til å skrive noe som helst
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- Alan Moore
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So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.
hvem er kanelbollen?
Kanelbollen er min mystiske samboer. Han liker rødvin og sterk mat og turer i solnedgangen. Også kjent under dekknavnet Ø
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