I went to the attic and picked up my photos.
I held them in my hands as I thought "Hell, all was well when one was young..."
The second I looked at the other one it came to my mind "Who is this guy?What does he do nowadays?"
And from that moment on, on that evening, many questions where left unanswered.
I went down to the kitchen and made me some meal at some time. It took me an awful time to prepare it, as if I was cooking it for an entire family.
Then I sat,
And then I couldn't eat...
Since then there was always this sour taste in my mouth.
I held them in my hands as I thought "Hell, all was well when one was young..."
The second I looked at the other one it came to my mind "Who is this guy?What does he do nowadays?"
And from that moment on, on that evening, many questions where left unanswered.
I went down to the kitchen and made me some meal at some time. It took me an awful time to prepare it, as if I was cooking it for an entire family.
Then I sat,
And then I couldn't eat...
Since then there was always this sour taste in my mouth.
