Take a piece of the sunshine with me on a red eye flight to another world.
A lonesome broken dawn that finally comes, just as I was losing faith. You keep every promise you make.
I'm staring out into that vacuum again from the back porch of my mind. the only thing that's alive, I'm all there is.
So tell me, what's the point of surviving? Why do we try so hard to stay alive? We know that nothing we do really matters and it will wash away with time.
To escape, we will always get caught in the fear that what you had before was better
The sweet day is almost weightless in here
I met you through a common friend in the attic of my parent's house, and though I didn't know it then I soon was finding out; you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet and hold the earth in place
agfa optima 500
emmabodafestivalen/2010