Tree roots
1. I´m standin by a tree
The tree grew up and became me.
Now i´m stuck whit my roots in the mud,
I´m wating for Noa and his famus flood.
2. I´ve been standin here for therty odd years,
throw rain and sun, happiness and tears.
But now I´m bored nothing is gay.
Can´t the water come sweep me away.
Björn Holmdén
1/2-98
kl.21:40