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                                                                                                                         Et 10-Års Ligegyldighed
                                                                                                                              Ord & musik: Tom Lundén

                                                                                           Der står ensomhed på væggen
                                                                                           der står stop på hver en dør
                                                                                           der står læn Dem ikke ud
                                                                                           der står bed for dem som tør -
                                                                                           der er langt til Edens Have
                                                                                           der er kort til himlens port
                                                                                           ingen spør hvad du skal lave
                                                                                           alle spør hvad du har gjort

                                                                                           Og du lever isoleret
                                                                                            i din egen virkelighed
                                                                                            du er blevet lukket inde
                                                                                            med livets mulighed
                                                                                            i et tiårs ligegyldighed

                                                                                            Der står drøm i alle øjne
                                                                                            der står angst i hver en krog
                                                                                            der sker ingenting i byen
                                                                                            der sker intet i din bog -
                                                                                            du har brændt din tankes vinger
                                                                                            på den faldne engels dør
                                                                                            og du ved at du har været her
                                                                                            titusind gange før

                                                                                             Og du sidder helt alene
                                                                                             du vil være lidt i fred
                                                                                             og du kalkulerer stadig
                                                                                             med en anden mulighed
                                                                                             end et tiårs ligegyldighed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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                      et 10års ligegyldighed