{"id":1629,"date":"2026-08-15T11:11:47","date_gmt":"2026-08-15T11:11:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/neva.dk\/?p=1629"},"modified":"2026-08-15T11:12:08","modified_gmt":"2026-08-15T11:12:08","slug":"1629","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/neva.dk\/index.php\/2026\/08\/15\/1629\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"et_pb_section_0 et_pb_section et_section_regular et_block_section\">\n<div class=\"et_pb_row_0 et_pb_row et_pb_gutters3 et_block_row\">\n<div class=\"et_pb_column_0 et_pb_column et_pb_column_4_4 et-last-child et_block_column et_pb_css_mix_blend_mode_passthrough\">\n<div class=\"et_pb_text_0 et_pb_text et_pb_bg_layout_light et_pb_module et_block_module\"><div class=\"et_pb_text_inner\"><p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>29. Far Far Away<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>Slade<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>I&#8217;ve seen the yellow lights go down the mississipi<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>I&#8217;ve seen the bridges of the world and they&#8217;re for real<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>I&#8217;ve had a red light of the wrist without me even gettin kissed<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>It&#8217;s still seems so unreal<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>I&#8217;ve seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>I&#8217;ve seen the sunset in the east and in the west<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>I sung the glory that was Rome and passed the hound dog singer&#8217;s home<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>It&#8217;s still seems for the best<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>And I&#8217;m far far away with my head up in the clouds<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>And I&#8217;m far far away with my feet down in the crowds<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>Lettin&#8217; 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