Here’s my summer sound
for your winter soul
Here’s my summer sound
for your winter soul
Come on down to shore, float
Bring your binocular, to show
I’ve been young for so long
tomorrow the future hold on
same old fashion way to go
a new one is already owned
Patiently you walk in
mind the gap between
Pleasure and pressure
a postmodern message
Followers following friends
pretending to be themselves
anguish animation
an absurd creation
Disregarding crowd
hear he is whispering loud
Pleasure and pressure
a postmodern message
KARI HARNESHAUG 