da jeg våknet idagmorges hadde jeg denne her på hodet...så eccovi:

"Now that you're gone"

I ain't afraid of hurt
I've had so much it feels just like normal to me now

I'm alone and I'm dancin', with you now, in your old room, in your old house
I'm alone and I'm dancin', with you now, in your old room, but there's nobody there

Now that your gone
Now that your gone for good

Everything you ever touched is undisturbed and hangs out
Like crime scene evidence undisturbed in dust
I don't dare touch anything because it's evidence of us
And it means everything
Well sort of

I'm alone and I'm dancin', with you now, in your old room, in your old house
I'm alone and I'm dancin', with you now, in your old room, but there's nobody there

Now that your gone
Now that your gone for good
I'm alone and I'm dancing with you now

In your old room but there's nobody there
Now that your gone
Now that your gone for good
Gone
(Adams)

Nå surrer derimot "tøff i pysjmamas" rundt i hodet på meg ( takk til deg Fratellonen min), men det er ok... en fasinerende ting er at buekorpset trommer seg rundt igatene kl halv seks på morgenen... (i tillegg til kl 2 om natten ifølge min vakre alvinne), så når har de tenkt folk skal få sove? ( Jeg vet du nyter å slippe dette Cami;)

"wow wow
yea yea
slik går refrenget her"
(L.L. S.)