Doubts

You are free and take everything for granted, you can laugh at life. You live for the moment, just as me. It is noodles and borrowed money, you have grey late tackle, but happy in base, just as me. We are like the 90´s in a whirl of changes and choices. Scarcity about routine, planty of bad habits, planty of kitchig plans. I live for the kick, just as you. I get uninspired and sad of demands and stress. I have freedom in my eyes, just as you. Here stands life in vestibule, so close to. But it is some that gnaw still.

It called doubt, that as interrupt. It called a lump in the stomach and a strange temper. And i see you thinking of something, how you yearn yourself away, like a bird in a cage.
A unpleasant distance, a strange feeling somewhere, it feels empty, don´t it?

Like a itchy, crushing chafe is that emptyness that remain. When you fall in sleep at night, just as me. Without meaning on hunt for intoxication through dull throb and disturbance.
You live for the laughing, just as me. We are like flyes on somebody elses party. Here lie anxiety and stuffs in drift. I allow myself records. They helps against boredom. just as you.
I have time, i have days off when i sit there and complains. And yearn after friday, just as you. Can you hear how it sounds like in your lost laugh?

Can you feel how its gnaw to night? It called doubt. Here stands life in vestibule, so close to. But there are something that gnaw still........

It called doubt...



Baaaah!! Im so sorry for the bad bad english, but this is a swedish song and i did´nt find anything to translate it with, so.. maybe it get like it get... when i most do it myself.


Song by Lars Winnerbäck and the title are Tvivel = Doubts