all beats and melodies. One by
fourty-three. A chart hit. A certain
song. A rebellion without a tone. My
pals are hanging out. A desperate overtone
in all of what they´re saying. Will I ever
find my way? They play it all here, where
hearts still pound. All these song and all
these tunes. But not ofr me, but not for me.
All beats and melodies. Dance pop a
Slight rock scene. Some girls. Some easy
Words. New friends. A new routine. So
What I´m doing here. I shoud have stayed
At home. This is not my scene at all.
