when i see an old man walk

it makes me think of death

each day brings me closer

to the day of my last breath

when i see the world decay

i think about the end

there is going to be one

there´s no reason to pretend

when i hold a lovely

little baby in my arms

i can feel the force of life

and feel so free and warm

LARZ GUSTAFSSON   April 13, 2010