i´ve got a chip on my shoulder

the size of a bomb

it´s not just a dandrulf

that fell from my comb

i´ve got a sorrow from hell

with incredible weight

perhaps it´s due to the fact

that i came out too late

and i´m praying

for holiness

and i´m longing

for holiness

in my life

i feel the gloom zooming in

through the paper thin walls

i hate when i have to answer

the telephone calls

the neighbour´s baby is crying

it´s driving me mad

and something tells me that

there is no fun to be had

but i keep praying

for holiness

and i desire

more holiness

in my life

LARZ GUSTAFSSON    May 11, 2010