If you need four screws for the job, the first three are easy to find.
(The N-1 Law)
"Cold Bitter Rain"
Rushing to the station,
trying to catch your train
It feel like I'm being left behind,
standing here in the cold and bitter
rain
When did the birds stop singing our
song?
I can't say, but it doesn't feel that
long (ago)
Maybe we just stopped hearing
Maybe we stopped listening
I'm standing here, in the cold and
bitter rain
You are everything to me,
can't you see how much you mean to
me
Maybe if I could stop your train,
I wouldn't get so wet from the
cold and bitter rain
Some work better under pressure. I work only under pressure.
(Calvin, from "It's a Magical World" by Bill Watterson)
Happy first birthday to Filip!

(this particular photo was taken with the Sony Ericsson P900 mobile phone in less-than-adequate-lighting, so I apologize for the quality)
"Stop wasting my time"
we met a lifetime ago
we made love till the sun went up
we beat the odds, not once, not twice, but three times cold
i look at you, and i know i'm home
when you see me, i know i'm here
why are you so afraid
why is it so ugly
why can't you come out
who do you think you're fooling
i know who you are
i know what you look like, beneath your mask and without your clothes
why can't you touch me, let me feel your warmth
why won't you let me love you
stop wasting my time
if you don't want me, if you won't let me have all of you, just let me go
you're wasting my time with you
you're wasting my time with you
it's short enough as it is
"You and i used to laugh together"
you and i used to laugh together
and i guessed we cried some too
but now it seems i can't find you, no matter where i look
i must've done you wrong, though i don't know how
i don't know when i lost you, don't know how or why
but when i turned a corner, you were no longer with me
i loved to feel your skin, loved to feel your touch
i loved to watch you naked, knowing you were mine
now i'm feeling cold
don't know what to do without you
now i'm feeling much too old
i guess i'll keep turning corners, hoping the next one is yours
He who asks is a fool for five minutes, but he who does not ask remains a fool forever.
(Chinese proverb)