The New Year

Tåg nu igen. Den här gången hem. Det har pratats om en storm, men jag har inte sett den.

Imorgon är det tillbaka till jobbet. Känns alldeles för tidigt.

Jag vill verkligen inte ha den gångna veckan i kroppen. Jag behöver vara pigg, utvilad och vid gott mod, inte trött och dyster.

Vänner finns i alla fall. Jag har sett dem, kramat dem. Tack.

"So this is the new year
And i don't feel any different
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance (in the distance)

So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions

So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogs bleed into one

I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that could hold us back

There'd be no distance that could hold us back"