Zaril

Min mobil.. lever den?
ibland måste jag kolla att den är på för att den varit tyst så länge..
skrattretande faktiskt!
det senaste året har det plingat i den konstant, spelade ingen roll vilken tid på dygnet det var...!
vad är dealen? vad har hänt?!
jag har batterier kvar efter att jag laddade den i söndagsnatt!! det är skandal!
jag blir faktiskt en smula irriterad.. snacka om att det är end of an era.. haha
Me likey att min mobil ringer!
börja ring ffs!!

helt meningslöst inlägg egentligen!! haha

men grejjen är den att det känns som inte rätt i maggropen.. kanske kommer hända nåt hemskt, känns nästan så, som om jag väntar på nåt omvälvande.. :S



Det här är the Tripod för ett år sen... känns som igår =)

Put Your Records On
Corinne Bailey Rae



Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.




FY sjutton va bra den här jäkla sången är!
Den spinnar på högvarv hos mig iaf!

Nu ska jag knoppa!

Hej då.