In Viborg, no less.
It seems like no one is home, but they forgot to turn out the lights, anyway.
I think, I had a dream last night
I visited some place, it could have been there, but then..
Waiting on a corner in Viborg,
wondering if she was wearing her new dress,
or if her friend had learned to chaperone better?
I guess, killing time in Denmark is the thing to do,
if no one else comes by, then I might just hop on a bus
Perhaps to the Cultural Capital of Europe,
The place that anyone, who wants to be someone
No, not Viborg, but Aarhus…..
Waiting on a corner in Aarhus.
Wondering if she’ll be wearing her new dress, or if
It wasn’t until the Mew Concert, that would let it see the light of day
in the Danish Night……
Waiting on my imaginary corner
somewhere in Denmark,
My imagination tends to run wild, sometimes,
yet another of my failings,