Enclave

Hei verden.

Har ikke så mye å si. Slenger inn et bilde av mitt siste innkjøp. Har gjort engelsken ferdig, skal begynne på nynorsken nå. Bare pittelitt igjen, så det gjør ikke noe. I engelsken driver vi på med boka Of mice and men, så jeg har lest store deler av den i dag for å kunne svare på spørsmålene fra Chatrin. Boka er over gjennomsnittet kjedelig, men igrunn litt sjarmernde. Grei nok.

Denne helga har jeg hjemmehelg. Inger var her en tur i går, men overnattet ikke. Har vær på jobb i dag, og har ryddet rommet og lest. Så kjedelig er jeg. La meg til og med tidlig i natt (ti over halv ett), og sov helt til kvart over elleve. Det var godt det. Sov helt i ro i natt, for jeg sovnet når jeg lå og holdte rundt varmepumpa på magen min og våknet i presis samme posisjon. Fasinerende.

We are uninvited guests
In this melancholy world
And soon you learn
That the only thing worth to treasure,
Are the people that actually care
Then why are there still tears in your eyes?

So I'm trying to teach you something
But you turn away
So I'm trying to show you the path
But you'll walk astray
I would cross the seven seas
Just to get to you
I wouldn't sleep a thousand nights
To give what belongs to you

The token of all I was
I traded for my escape
To see a new horizon
And my burden finally rests now
In the depths of it's water grave
But the waves of the river will always remember

Forever isn't long enough
In the company of you
Forever
My heart will always beat your name

So I'm trying to teach you something
But you turn away
So I'm trying to show you the path
But you'll walk astray
I would cross the seven seas
Just to get to you
I wouldn't sleep a thousand nights
To give what belongs to you

WHAT BELONGS TO YOU

So I'm trying to teach you something
But you turn away
So I'm trying to show you the path
But you'll walk astray
I would cross the seven seas
Just to get to you
I wouldn't sleep a thousand nights
To give what belongs to you

Savn savn savn savn savn