This is who i am.

One day your story will be told.
One of the lucky ones who's made his name.
One day they'll make you glorious,
beneath the lights of your deserved fame.

And it all comes round.

Once in a lifetime like it always does.
Everybody loves you 'cause you've taken a chance.
Out on a dance to the moon, too soon.
And they'll say told you so.
We were the ones who saw you first of all.
We always knew that you were one of the brightest stars.

One day they'll tell you that you've changed.
Though they're the ones who seem to stop and stare.
One day you'll hope to make the grave,
before the papers choose to send you there.

And it all comes round.
Once in a lifetime like it always does.
Nobody loves you 'cause you've taken a chance,
out on a dance to the moon, too soon.
And they'll say told you so.
We were the ones who saw you first of all.
We always knew that you were one of the brightest stars.

And they'll say told you so.
We were the ones who saw you first of all.
We always knew that you were one of the brightest stars.

Jason Mraz och Colbie Callait; Lucky

Och för den delen ska jag på en konsert med honom på Fryshuset den 27 september. Så det så.

Kvällen har utspelat sig som i en film. Det jag har sagt har låtit som repliker och kvällens solljus och gatlytornas sken har gjort Bryssels gator till något idylliskt som egentligen inte finns.

Varje mening som har sagts har varit sann. Jag vill inget hellre än att man ska vara lycklig. Hur klyschigt det än låter. Och jag vill inget hellre än att man ska gå sin egen väg. Inte följa någon annans. En egen väg,som man kan gå - oavsett vart den leder. Inte bara hänga med, göra som man blir tillsagd att göra.

Det är som att vinka mot en blind, som att skrika mot en döv.

Det är inte att kompromissa när man följer den andres väg, att kompromissa är att gå vägen tillsammans, bredvid varandra. Inget annat.


Låten talar för sig själv i kväll. Även för mig.
Lars Winnerbäck, En svår och jobbig grej.


Att jag aldrig kan hålla tyst om hur andra ska ta tillvara på sin lycka.

I see trees of green........ red roses too
I see 'em bloom..... for me and for you
And I think to myself.... what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue..... clouds of white
Bright blessed days....dark sacred nights
And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world.

The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky
Are also on the faces.....of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands.....sayin'.. how do you do
They're really sayin'......i love you.

I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow
They'll learn much more.....than I'll never know
And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world


The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky
Are there on the faces.....of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands.....sayin'.. how do you do
They're really sayin'...*spoken*(I ....love....you).

I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow
*spoken*(you know their gonna learn
A whole lot more than I'll never know)
And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself .......what a wonderful world.

Bo Kaspers Orkester, Långsamt.