Have you ever, been out thrugh the nights, while everyone's sleeping,
Drive around the city, the houses are relaxing, they envy the apartments who have pals all around them,
The trees are blowing free, leaves who drift around, entering the balcony,
Wake up someone sleeping in their recliners, throw away their trainers,
Gas stations selling hot dogs and other types of junk food, come tomorrow how is your mood?

Are there anyone else doing the same as me out here?
Tasting this nightly atmosphere
Looking at the world from such an awake view
Architecture is also different when nighttime looms

We have exceptions from the rule
My friend is out in his taxi, while everyone else is relaxing
Apart from the chauffeurs, we have some entrepreneurs, who work on handy projects,
And the usual community rejects, just hovering around,
The streets have their daily break, but where can we one day meet?

Hope you're dreaming well, about future things, intimacy abandons me in this comfortable car,
you know that you're my star, Your special lovely voice,
just take over my ears, overtake my ears,

Are there anyone else like me out there?
Tasting this bedtime atmosphere


Jtp 01 2005
En spesiell stemning midt på natten. Bare å gå/kjøre rundt omkring i byen. Har vel egentlig aldri gjort dette ei hel natt før jeg, men har gått rundt døgnet kanskje 3-4 ganger før, engang da noen kamerater var på besøk sov jeg ingenting før jeg dro på jobb. Midt på sommeren å kjøre Mo-Bodø og se solen stå opp. Eller som før i tiden da jeg og kamerater syklet hjem til Hammeren i firetiden på morgenen (ja, det var ofte skoledag dagen etter). Skrevet i ett uten forandringer etterpå, derfor er noen setninger litt rare. Får se om jeg gjør noe med dem. Nå i ettertid synes jeg ikke den er så veldig bra.