So many small boys taking their heavy vagons to the beach and back
With hulahuladrinks CD:s and other things they have to sell
together with so many other small boys
And the girls wearing their sesoirplates
I wonder how it is possible for them to sell anything

And a hippiefamily selling things to wear on your arm
or around your neck
They look like Bob Marley and ask me if I want to buy Ganja

Alone I have to go into myself and ask:
Who are you?
What do you want to do with your life?
And how to do it alone?

Just now I live mostly on hope...