the best is yet to come
a promise has been made
it all seems distant now
when all dark thoughts invade
they want to quench my hope
or what´s still left of it
i gave them enough rope
because i said my bit


there is something to
look forward to each day
life can be a life long party
viewed that way
but if cancer kills me quickly
i won´t mind
i would leave the pain
and suffering behind


so i dig my heels deep down
i will never be your clown
i ignore your smiles and frowns
i will never leave this town
though some dreams will not come true
i just have to see it through
be a peacock in the crew
when the clouds obscure my view


i´m gonna have myself a party
out there on my own
i´ll never get my act together
no matter how they moan
i´m better of with out the masses
and their talk of being good
sick of hearing about classes
and the the nag bags of the hood


if i can float on this cloud
high enough
long enough
if i can stand strong and proud
in this world
that's tough and rough
then i might make it through
another working week


what happened to the east?
it used to be so red
what happened to the heroes?
well, most of them are dead
i heard that everybody
is happy nowadays
i guess some people are but
it´s not true in my case


beyond the city skyline
a world remains unseen
and all of those adventures
i dreamed of as a teen
cold night air fills my lungs and
impressions enter me
could this man be the real me
or sheer insanity?


LARZ GUSTAFSSON 2006-2007