Jæja...enda ætla ég þennan bloggdag á texta nokkrum...og viti menn...hann er ekki eftir Cure...heldur er þetta uppáhaldslagið mitt í öllum heiminum, og er búið að vera það síðan ég var 11 ára, með uppáhaldshljómsveitinni minni í öllum heiminum, Pearl Jam ...reyndar er Aaron hóra Lewis úr Stained viðbjóðnum búnað kefla það niður og láta blæða úr rassgatinu á því en ég reyni að horfa framhjá því...greyið svona illa gefinn og veit ekki betur...en adios...salut...ciao....bæjó....ég er farin eftir svona korter...í squashið auðvitað og svo heim að plana Galtalæk...tíhí...a little bit of Monica in MY life....því miður...anyways...elskið hvort annað og heiminn...þannig finnið þið innri frið..metið fólkið í kringum ykkur og ekki taka neitt sem sjálfsagðan hlut :)

Hey...oooh...
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Her lace spread out before me, as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah...

Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine