Så vi starter med blanke ark. Åpner for en ny verden. Åpner for nye inntrykk.
Jeg vil du skal høre en sang. Eller. Jeg skal lese en tekst for deg. En sangtekst av en av mine viktigste låtskrivere; Damien Rice.
En tekst som har åpnet øynene mine litt i det siste. Ta aldri hverdagen for gitt. Lev hver dag som om den er den siste. For hver gang du blunker skal du gis noe nytt. Det er en grunn til at vi eksisterer. Og man skal alltid gjøre det beste ut av det. Man _må_ gjøre det beste ut av det. Vi skylder dem det.

Og aldri, aldri, leve halvveis.

Accidental babies
Well I held you like a lover
Happy hands
And your elbow in the appropriate place.

And we ignored our others
Happy plans
With a delicate look upon your face.

Our bodies moved and hardened
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place
Where no one knows
What we have done

Do you come?
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildy free?

What about me?

Well you held me like a flower
Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate place.

And we use cushions to cover
Happy glands
In the mild eschew of our disgrace.

Our minds pressed and guarded
While our flesh disregarded
The lack of space
For the light-hearted
In the boom
That beats our drum

Well I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you really feel alive
Without me?
If so: be free
If not: leave him for me
Before one of us has accidental babies
For We are in love.

Do you come?
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
Is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?

What about me?
What about me?
What about..?

Jeg strekker nakken, blotter strupen. Legger ubeskyttet glede i hender som kan knuse den med et enkelt “nei”.