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                                                                                                                                                                 For Sent
                                                                                                                                                                 Ord & musik: Tom Lundén

                                                                                                                           For sent
                                                                                                                           alle folk er gået
                                                                                                                           for sent
                                                                                                                           festen er forbi
                                                                                                                           for sent
                                                                                                                           har du forstået
                                                                                                                            for sent
                                                                                                                            ikke noget fordi

                                                                                                                            Der er brand i det samme billed
                                                                                                                            samme terning er slået igen
                                                                                                                            der er lys i det samme vindue
                                                                                                                            og du ved ikke selv hvor du nu går hen

                                                                                                                             For sent
                                                                                                                             du tabte ordet
                                                                                                                             for sent
                                                                                                                             fik du det sagt
                                                                                                                             for sent
                                                                                                                            de har ryddet bordet
                                                                                                                             for sent
                                                                                                                             blev ægget lagt

                                                                                                                             Og du går i de samme gader
                                                                                                                             og du slider det samme tøj
                                                                                                                             der er håb bag det næste hjørne
                                                                                                                             sagde du stille hen for dig selv da du løj


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    bifrost

                             for sent