Dag 3 i rymden

Ibland är jag bara så smart.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home
Your empty handed armies, are all going home
Your lover who used to walk out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue



Det blåser idag

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