I've seen love go by my doorIt's never been this close beforeNever been so easy or so slow.Been shooting in the dark too longWhen somethin's not right it's wrongYer gonna make me lonesome when you go.

Dragon clouds so high aboveI've only known careless love,It's always hit me from below.This time around it's more correctRight on target, so direct,Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.

Purple clover, Queen Anne lace,Crimson hair across your face,You could make me cry if you don't know.Can't remember what I was thinkin' ofYou might be spoilin' me too much, love,Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.

Flowers on the hillside, bloomin' crazy,Crickets talkin' back and forth in rhyme,Blue river runnin' slow and lazy,I could stay with you foreverAnd never realize the time.

Situations have ended sad,Relationships have all been bad.Mine've been like Verlaine's and Rimbaud.But there's no way I can compareAll those scenes to this affair,Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.

Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm doin',Stayin' far behind without you.Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm sayin',Yer gonna make me give myself a good talkin' to.

I'll look for you in old Honolulu,San Francisco, Ashtabula,Yer gonna have to leave me now, I know.But I'll see you in the sky above,In the tall grass, in the ones I love,Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.

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No fun..

Því ég var ekki á réttum stað í gær. Ég var heima á síðustu stundu að gera búningamöppu og ritgerð. Mín eina gleði var pespi max og mín stóra sorg var að hugsa um magavöðvana á Iggy Pop, snökt..Það verður kannski lagt á vogarskálarnar einhversstaðar í eilífðinni að ég var heima að læra en ekki í hafnarhúsinu að gera e-n óskunda... :(