Clockwise
I buried my ballast, I made my peace. Heard four winds leveling the pines
But once the satellite's deceased, it blows like garbage through the streets, of the night sky to infinity
I lifted one foot to cross the other and I felt myself slipping, it was a small mistake. Sometimes that's all it takes
In my secret drawer, in my pockets deep, you will find the reasons that I can’t sleep. And you will still want me, but will you still want me?
It's reality upon illusion over and over until you can't tell the difference, they both just blend together
Your life is going to course like a history book, don't be frightened of turning the page. Because it is all the same, it will always be the same

Polaroider från Paris.
We sat and waited for the sea to stretch out, so that we could disappear into the endlessness of blue, into the horror of the truth.
bad songs for the bad people

Fler polaroider från kroatien, italien och frankrike.
But it takes more than this to make sense of the day, yeah it takes more than milk to get rid of the taste

fler polaroider från paris.
My actions are orchestrated from above. and so I swing and I'll sway, wave my hand, kick my leg: and it's always right with the music

3 polaroider från paris
I just got myself to blame, leave everything up to fate, when there's choices I can make

2 st polaroider från Kroatien.
Hand in hand with the electronic renaissance is the way to go


sofie igår
Let's just take the train, I'll meet up with the band in the morning






jag var med
Julia och Olivia idag. bild 2 har
olivia tagit och bild 4 har
julia tagit.
Like any new arrangement's going to make a difference, because it's the moment that you're living in, and not the one that follows, that makes this mess you're cleaning in your head

klas imorse innan vi gick och la oss.
Now the sky is a torn up denim and the clouds are just splattered paint. It’s a room I’m renovating, it’s a name I got to change
Emmabodafestivalen/2009