Halfroom

<br>Pets of nightfall, fed enough<br>Longing flings to say hello<br>Running fast in spiral dances<br>Mocking bed-clothes try to burn<br>The air gets filled with damp<br>When telling lies of health devices<br>Burning it with glitter<br>Of thin and nervous eyes<br>The fall of something clear<br>And shining through the air<br>Hit his shoe and headed for the womb<br>Growing wet and rolling<br>Leaving salt lines in the skin<br>Waiting in the halfroom<br>My mouth smells bad<br>I`m saying nothing<br>Gasps of pets will speak of me<br>Among other stranger things<br>While one by one and very silent<br>The small and far-away people<br>Go dark and out of reach<br>I swear that I can`t tell<br>If I am happier by now<br>Spiteful hours till times are done<br>Unease will drag your bones to sleep<br>Lower yourself till times are none<br>You will always be beloved<br>(Words: Sahlin Music: Engstrm/Rellmark)