Once upon a time I was making a piece. The piece will never be performed but still I would have liked to share some ideas I had..
I feel too old in numbers but I always think that people will see right through me and understand that I am just a child
I wanted to stand here with someone but that´s just a fear of not being able to do it alone
I think about love and what it means
Why are the tempo-shifts so dramatic
Can you enjoy something that you know wont last..
I don´t know. It seams almost like knowing that we are going to die.. but still choosing to be happy at the moment