Kedjebrev - Lars Winnerbäck

Jag hade nstan glmt ditt tegelhus

Men kvllen kom med samma bleka ljus

Pltsligt minns jag stanken av Min godtrohet igen

En vn som inte riktigt var en vn Ett stt och billigt vin I dyr karaff

En bitter knsla sitter av sitt straff

Det blste mellan husen

Vi tog varsitt hll I snn

Natten nr den feta damen sjng

Sngerna blev kedjebrev man hr Nr molnen hngde tunga ovanfr

Att lmna tystnaden och alla lgner

Utanfr

Ett ograverat slag av vigselring

Be en bn, du losar ingenting

Ensamhet r kvicksand

Det blir svrt att kpa mjlk

Ett skmt som inte slutade som ett skmt

Ett lfte om att aldrig bli som dom

Ett hem som alltid mste gras om Varje gng jag blundar

Vxer rtter p mitt skinn

En enhet som har slutat andas in Sngerna…

Jag lmnar alla spekulationer nu Vad du beror p vet nog bara du Jag putsar p fasaden

Till ett vergivet hus

Innan gonen kan vnja sig vid ljus

Sngerna…

I had almost forgotten your brick house

But the evening came with the same pale light

Suddenly I remember the stench of My gullibility again

A friend who was not really a friend A steady and cheap wine in an expensive carafe

A bitter feeling sits from its punishment

It blew between the houses

We took each hll I snn

The night when the fat lady sings

The songs became chain letters here When the clouds hung heavy above

To leave the silence and all lies

Utanfr

An unengraved kind of wedding ring

Ask a bn, you loose nothing

Loneliness is quicksand

It becomes difficult to buy milk

A shame that did not end as a shame

A promise to never be like them

A home that always has to be weeded out Every time I close my eyes

Growing roots on my skin

A device that has stopped breathing in the Songs…

I'm leaving all speculation now What you depend on probably only you know I plaster the facade

To a abandoned house

Before the gonus can get used to light

Sngerna…