Dimanche

Lyssna och njut:

Känner ni? Riktig söndagskänsla. Nu vet ni hur jag känner mig nästan hela tiden. Men det är ju inte så illa. Lite vemodig, men med en underliggande styrka. Something like that. Je suis fatigué. Très fatigué.

I'd move to Rockferry, Tomorrow
And I'd build my house, baby
With sorrow

I'd leave my shadow,
To fall behind
And I wouldn't write to you 'cause I'm not that kind
The midnight trains are boarding
All wrap up 8s
I pick my load and i fill my truck before it's too late
I leave the stars to judge my every move
I'm not going to think of you, oh I'd get the blues
Theres no sleep on the journey away from time
A bag of songs and a heavy heart won't make me down
I'd give it all my strength and my mind
I'd make this decision with or without
I'd move to Rockferry, Tomorrow
And I'd build my house, baby
With sorrow

I'll leave my shadow,
To fall behind
And I wouldn't write to you 'cause I'm not that kind not that kind