Was it hard to go
Was it hard to leave
Such a long walk home
So hard to find sleep

I know
Quite voilent at times always being alone

I know
fuck living this life that just left you alone

It was that crowd
And then there were you
All the time they were laughing
Not quite sure what to do

I know
Quite voilent at times always being alone

I know
fuck living this life that just left you alone

I know
I know
No idea what to say, but I know

Living  Alone

Living Alone

Hey Guys!
 
Norway, Lofoten isles.

 

Been a rookie for about 20 years.

Making music is primerly a creative exercise for me, and something I like to do for recreational purposes,.

 

Hovewer I love the fact that anyone can take a guitar, their daw or whatever, even just pen and paper, and come up with something special and unike, that has never been heard or written before.

 

This opportunity - for famous artists and guys like me, in equal terms - to enter a universe and go places no one has set their foot before, Is almost like magic, and is, together with mountain hiking, vital fo my general wellbeing.

My drugs of choise, gets me high without any uwanted side effects. 

Kind of how I picture cocaine from God would be, did it exist

 

Anyway, a parallell to soccer; Im a non-leauge player, and would not look good playing in the Premier Leauge, but there can still be some entertainment value, given the right circumstances and expectations.

 

 

Cheers

Odd Roar