I have a orange rock in my mouth
it tastes of sundried gravel
lukewarm beer and half done noodles
it may sound weird
but when times are hard
I suck on my orange rock
when all is yesterday
and a smile is nowhere to be found
I suck on my rock and open my eyes

I have orange dust in my eyes and ears
if I want I can hear and see again
it's like I never left
the laughs the screams the lights
I grow dizzy again
from all the joy
I hope it never leaves me

I have an orange tumour in my heart
one week every year it grows
with so much honest love and hapiness
that my veins almost burst
of 60 000 burning kisses
one week every year I am filled with
so much more love then I can ever deserve
when Peter Doherty smiles
when I sing along to Oasis
when I explode to Slipknot
when I fall in love with Håkan Hellström
when I dance to Coldplay
my heart beats with orange fire

During a week
I have felt all I can feel
now my tumour shrunk
my blood is calm
this is the hardest part
all is pointless now
but
I have an orange rock in my mouth
I have orange dust in my eyes and ears
I have an orange tumour in my heart
thanks to them I know
that there will always be a new year
and a new year means
a new Roskilde festival
and that's all that matters


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Jaja, jag försökte i alla fall :)