How Can I Ever Go Back From This?

How Can I Ever Go Back From This?

Lite random rader fran mitt hafte har i Asien.


How can I ever go back from this?

I travelled to forget, only to arrive to remember
The sins and lies of my dismembering december
From a Hongkong nightsky to my Vietnam highlights
Bangkoks bright lights to Laos-guerillas who fight crime
Koh Samui skyline and beautiful ladies with tilted eyebrows
That's been my life, for three intoxicated months
Traded boxed in minds for foxy dimes with hot behinds
I traded faceless heads for sparkling, crooked eyes
I saw the world from His eyes, as he looked in mine
I traded gray apartment blocks for everlasting nights
Flashing lights made my mastermind leave my past behind
I traded two everlasting friends for a million timeless brothers
Leaving them love, but only in their hybrid bubble
I traded Q Fasion Issues for streets full of jazz musicians
And a fair ambition for a dream of a acid trips and bad magicians
Traded massive 'WHAT!?'s, for Anchor Wat
Opium smoke from shamans huts and bags of pot
If you don't travel the world, you're average - I mean it
I don't read the World News or History - I see it
The moment was never ever ever lost - I seized it
The backpacking and the cambodian massacres - I feel it
Travelling does not build character - it reveals it
....
The Killing Fields now full of tibetian pascifists
Inhaling herbal smoke as life passes me
Laying on rooftop bars listening to Eva Cassidy
A world full of travellers seperated from western apathy
Answer me!
Seriously how can I ever go back from this?