12 december 2011

Lucka 12 - Alla andra

They're writing songs of love but not for me. 
A lucky star's above, but not for me.
With love to lead the way 
I've found more clouds of gray 
than any Russian play could guarantee. 

This is the time a fella needs a friend.

Vackert till en början men fasligt kallt efter ett tag. Rimfrost i ett nötskal.

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