Hej och hejdå
Kategori: Allmänt
The tale of a sales representative:
I trapped the ocean in a jar
with a giant vacuum cleaner
it never fully become water
- though I waited, I really did -
it still had the remebrance of salt breezes from the sea
and all the fishes that sacfried for my greed
My guilt ate me up inside
I had helt natures forces a hostage for my estethic senses
of living room decoration
and the jar looked back at me
- like it had eyes, I swear -
I tried to capitalize it and sell it as "the ocean"
- to get rid off, never think of again -
the buyers just claimed it was water
and never fully appreciated it
-did they never smell the seaweed?-
I made the ocean a merchandise, I made the sea a myth
When I advocate for a change in system
Everybody call me a lier, when I for once am speaking the truth
Earlier, as - falsly, however, nontheless -
believed I was the nature in myself
- I ruled as a dictator, with an unsatisfied need -
I never believed in the truth in itself
Everything was a lie in one way and another
Now, someone out there have the ocean in a jar
and doesn't fully appreciate it
How can you blame them?
Where will they find the truth; when everybody are selling lies?
I just wished the buyer would appreciate the sea
and if not
I would like to find the buyer
and buy the sea
To be perfectly honest
- I have finished with lies -
I miss my living room decoration
- I really do, although it was full of death and eyes that
gave me guilt and I miss it, that's all -
It fitted so nice beside my plant in the corner
and beside my wife's ashes
- I rather think of my greed than to think she is dead
(she really is? Isn't she?) -
I rather get lost in owning
- than loosing (and oh, how I have lost! Dear god!)
The ocean was never a myth.
It was in my jar
and you could've stole it if you would've wanted
- why didn't you? -
I rather loose the ocean,
I rather live a life in guilt,
I rather spend all my life
not changing the system I advocate to change,
than to ever again think about my wife's way
to say hello, goodbye and to think of how I was
away catching the ocean when she said her last words
Oh, dear god! How I lost!
Forgive me, though I sinned
In the end, I rather live a lie