White bird

I´m with you.

Little roof with walls

Dance for me wallis

Jonna´s secret

She and I

She and me, me and she.

I´m the box. I´m with you. There, wherever you are, where and with whom your thoughts are, I´m with you, I´m the box. 

I´m the dark magic music box

I know you've been looking for the passage. you want to get in and see what´s inside my corp and soul.

We have a lot to say to each other.

We have to spend some time together and to talk.

I´m the box where the waters of your thoughts flow.

The window

Good morning

Sweden house

Yes were, you were waving on the microwaves floor.

Danse of life

Boyfriend please, i´m angry.

Kenny G   Forever in love

The moment

The moment is now, or never. 

Got get her now or she´ll be lost forever. Damaged, destroyed lips.

She´s off the rails, uncontrolled, alone, homeless, hungry, needy.

Some people live imperfect lives. What keeps them there is the microwaves waves.

Terminal

Sitting in a blue dream

She´s off the rails

Flying in a blue dream

You being travelling

Tell me

Are you happy of being alone, of being single?

I thought so. you are not.

Is it what you want?

I don´t think so, no one likes and wants to be alone.

Butt you like being travelling, who doesn´t?

You like to travel and your work.

Butt then, all the people know what comes on the way and what goes. Superficial things and superficial people.

Nothing is real and true, everything its superficial, Friendships that are not true, many lies, falsehoods, rottenness on the backstage. Everyone wants appetizers, cocktails, drops, some some lines and hotel rooms. It´s a whoring life, shameless and disgraced life, to destruction and the rotten. Most of the time things become insignificant, just that moment when people are dropped and fire up, falling in the holes of those that are behind those backstages. It´s their scripts, shows, job and business, not of people. 

Little and luxurious parties. where everyone is dropped and fire up. The show must go on, even when most of those times are to forget. 

What keeps people there?

Drops, fireworks and microwaves.

Ellen

 Let love rain on me