Jag glömde bort tid, rum, hunger och tillfälligt Olles efternamn.
Men Things fick ett genomslag. Nya stämmor och nu bygger vi låten dynamiskt himmel-och-helvete. Distade gitarrer, tunga effekter på sången mot ren-ren refräng.
Här är texten för ovanlighetens skull, skriven sent 2007 eller tidigt 2008, tror... Nån gång när det var kallt och hemskt i Sverige.
"Things"
Past days to block the doorway
Psychology makes me stay
Idealogy to cover my eyes
It is more than I can understand
Every atom in my body screams leave
I scan the internet for work overseas
I make music and I dream I'll get high
So high, I'll never come back down
Carefully I step out of my cage and the water
is blue here, jellyblue, not grey
Tenderly my feet leave cement meet sand
and I think I could die here
I know I should prepare for death, because
I live life much too fast, and
I never really learned how to sleep
That's a third of my life I'll never see
But if you dream dream impossible
For every dream you're even more alone
No one will want as much as you
So don't wait for them just go
Carefully I step out of my cage and the water
is blue here, jellyblue, not grey
Tenderly my feet leave cement meet sand
and I think I could die here
Every atom in my body screams leave
I scan the internet for work overseas
I make music and I dream I'll get high
So high that I'll never come back down
For every kiss - a bullet to the face, yes
For every action - irrevocable change, sure
You're here and thereby you've existed
I'll put all my faith in you
Carefully I step out of my cage and the water
is blue here, jellyblue, not grey
Tenderly my feet leave cement meet sand
and I think I could die here
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