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She’s five and the sun has just flown away She lies in her bed, without colors of day She doesn’t know why the sun is not there But her fantasy just flies to who knows where A monster, a lion or maybe a cat But the cat has just chosen her as its rat It’s under her bed, or maybe outside She doesn’t dare to look, believe me, she tried She’s 15 and is no longer afraid of the cat That may be hiding inside that or that But when she lies down in bed, the same bed as then Looking at the clock turning quarter past ten She replays her day inside her numb teenage-mind The day was not good, not in any way kind She fears the boy, the girl, even herself The same girl looking down from the photo shelf She’s 25 and happy, she’s celebrating now She’s got a new job, she doesn’t know how But in some way, her qualities was completely enough Even though the way go get them had been really tough The outside is happy, but the inside goes “Stop!” It reminds her that she’s still not at the top She has a long way to go, and now comes the fear To never succeed, I mean, the future’s never clear She’s 40 and her child just started school She’s been happy so far, her family’s cool But now her son is leaving this place Leaving his mother, to win a new race She fears that her son maybe won’t succeed She doesn’t realize that she’s done a good deed She’s raised a wonderful boy, but still she’s unsure Will he ever find the key to open the new door? She’s 60 and her son is now the same age That she was when she started the family page And now her fear has turned into reality The thought that before was just a fantasy Her son announces that he and his wife Is soon gonna raise a new little life Her fear that her son doesn’t need her anymore Is now making her think, What will she now live for? She’s 80, her grandson is just gonna graduate A feeling to both she and her son can relate But she’s now too old to come and be there Her own love and man has gone “Who-knows-where?” Her fear is no longer rejection or death No, she’s accepted that someday she’ll take the last breath Her fear involving her grandson is now the feeling’s ground How will he make it without her around? Her age is now to the point where the counting is done And beside what used to be here stands now her son Her only child, his only Mom, are no longer there For the first time, his life is like his worst nightmare This makes him realize that no matter your age And even though you react through scream or rage Fear will always be there, cutting like a knife Even his mother had fear her whole life
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Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 6:24 AM UTC
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She’s five and the sun has just flown away She lies in her bed, without colors of day She doesn’t know why the sun is not there But her fantasy just flies to who knows where A monster, a lion or maybe a cat But the cat has just chosen her as its rat It’s under her bed, or maybe outside She doesn’t dare to look, believe me, she tried She’s 15 and is no longer afraid of the cat That may be hiding inside that or that But when she lies down in bed, the same bed as then Looking at the clock turning quarter past ten She replays her day inside her numb teenage-mind The day was not good, not in any way kind She fears the boy, the girl, even herself The same girl looking down from the photo shelf She’s 25 and happy, she’s celebrating now She’s got a new job, she doesn’t know how But in some way, her qualities was completely enough Even though the way go get them had been really tough The outside is happy, but the inside goes “Stop!” It reminds her that she’s still not at the top She has a long way to go, and now comes the fear To never succeed, I mean, the future’s never clear She’s 40 and her child just started school She’s been happy so far, her family’s cool But now her son is leaving this place Leaving his mother, to win a new race She fears that her son maybe won’t succeed She doesn’t realize that she’s done a good deed She’s raised a wonderful boy, but still she’s unsure Will he ever find the key to open the new door? She’s 60 and her son is now the same age That she was when she started the family page And now her fear has turned into reality The thought that before was just a fantasy Her son announces that he and his wife Is soon gonna raise a new little life Her fear that her son doesn’t need her anymore Is now making her think, What will she now live for? She’s 80, her grandson is just gonna graduate A feeling to both she and her son can relate But she’s now too old to come and be there Her own love and man has gone “Who-knows-where?” Her fear is no longer rejection or death No, she’s accepted that someday she’ll take the last breath Her fear involving her grandson is now the feeling’s ground How will he make it without her around? Her age is now to the point where the counting is done And beside what used to be here stands now her son Her only child, his only Mom, are no longer there For the first time, his life is like his worst nightmare This makes him realize that no matter your age And even though you react through scream or rage Fear will always be there, cutting like a knife Even his mother had fear her whole life
joel-lindskog
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Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 6:24 AM UTC
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