i've still got some heart left

somewhere deep inside

where the paint's not cracking

where worlds won' t collide

there is still a spark left

deep down in my soul

where some people wish there

would be just a hole

some will reach out further

some will dig real deep

certain people work hard

without any sleep

hopefully it pays off

maybe it's worthwhile

deep down in the dungeon

there is still a smile

blessed are the meak and

blessed are the weak

blessed are the creepy

blessed be the bleak

there won' t be a goldrush

they come one by one

searching for the nugget

looking for some fun

LARZ GUSTAFSSON      20/2 2013