Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Angel




Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There’s always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don’t make no difference
Escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here


Følelsene svinger veldig om dagen. Tankene også. Gjør vi det rette? Men det er vel bare en måte å finne det ut på. Prøver å tenke på hyggelige ting. Fine ting. Ikke like like lett hele tiden men det går innimellom. I morgen skal jeg skrive under kontrakt på leiligheten jeg skal bo i fremover det blir merkelig det. Håper jeg finner igjen skapergleden. Roen. Nå er det mye kaos. 

2 comments:

  1. Nydelig dikt, men veldig sårt. Har troen på at tingn vil ordne seg til slutt uansett hva. "The end is always good, and if it's not good, it,s not the end." Take care!

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  2. <3 det ordner seg for snille jenter lærte jeg en gang ;)

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