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POLAROIDS & POWER CHORDS
(Henrik Harr Widerøe / Pål Angelskår)
It doesn’t happen very often but she called you up today
and asked you out for lunch and catching up
she still lives her life in London, but she thinks of coming home
wondering who’s around and who’s not
there’s a picture of you from the Moscov underground
just before the union collapsed
you’re playing Lennon-songs with power chords for the people passing by
still thinking you could change the world, perhaps
your wife is off at sunrise and works till late at night
still busy chasing someone else’s dream
it doesn’t make her happy, but it keeps her occupied
now you’re sorting out which memories to keep
it doesn’t happen very often but sometimes you need more
so you buy a pair of shoes or a watch you can’t afford
you leave the house at midnight and just drive until you are bored
and now you’ve started waiting for a call
when going through your drawers, you find that wallet tucked away
with a polariod from a phone booth in Berlin
she waves at the photographer with a flyer in her hand
so happy to be part of something real
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