The girl in the photo
Music by Royksopp
song Vision one (instrumental)
the poem is a song meant to be read in tune too the first 42 seconds of the song.



New occasion

same old place

no one makes me

feel this way

when I see you

instant joy

just like I'm a

little boy

diamond dust

it turns to gold

all the ice

it burns like coal

everything is possible

because you're

unstoppable

and your image

etched in mind

frozen in the

sands of time

your voice's like a

nursery rhyme

got me dreaming

every time

I wish I could

hold you close

your the girl I

love the most

in a photo

in my dreams

you show me what

real love means

The Rat Race
Music by Royksopp- Forsaken Cowboy

Back then, don't know

good things bound to grow

back then fucken natural 

stimulation seemed factual

but now, it's a fight

and it's all just to feel alright

I want the fun that I use to have

without intermissions of feeling bad

enough of being in a zone

where negative feeling call themselves home

this adult life is killing me

so far from where I want to be

is this all that's left for me?

 a sense of growing responsibility?

till the life is gone from me

and I forget what it means to be free

and settle for monotony

cause a system wont let me be

A lazy hippie that doesn't want to work

who doesn't want corporate perks

who wants to fulfill his dreams and have his fun

and perhaps spend a little time in the sun

someone who wishes that we could all be

in an America thats considered free

where people are not just rats

running on a wheel

frantic as hell

but no big deal

I want a bit of my child hood back

I want less stress

but this makes me strange

and my country could care less

the system is set

go make some money

have some medicine

if your feeling funny

buy something new

if your feeling sad

a system where it's normal

to feel bad :(

 I live in a dream
Music by foster the people
Pumped up kicks

I wake up

to go to sleep

I dream up stuff

it does not keep

I think I'm stuck

can't be sure

reality is so like....

what for?

and why not

something more?

I live in a dream

of this I can tell

sometimes important things

are so what the hell

fuck it...

and go to sleep

to wake up

knee deep

in a dream

as far as you can tell

all to sigh

and whisper oh well...