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а завтра все будет иначе, мне говорили,
но я проверял и каждое завтра снова сегодня:
утро, чай если успеешь,
вот уже день, вечер, ночь - опять утро.
посещают болезни и мысли куда-то далеко лезут.
меня везут они каждую ночь на станции орбитальные,
чтобы стать кем-то больше и сжечь банальность.
но каждое завтра утром станет сегодня.
неважно какая погода,
хочу чтобы ты улыбалась
и тогда может наступит завтра,
которое мне все обещали.
которое мы придумали вместе,
но ты про него успела забыть...
принял обет молчания по случаю ничего.
слушаю в теплоте, блуждаю в толпе.
и плыву на плоту в море, в океане бескрайнем,
чего раньше не было,
а ведь раньше чаще смотрел на небо.
такая огромная неопределённость
не знаю куда идти, но знаю с кем идти
и ты знаешь.
говорят такое время что за нас уже все решили,
но никто еще не решил за себя...
чувствую себя гостем даже дОма.
чувствую себя гостем даже дОма
и это постоянное завтра,
как трафик безлимитный,
который будет исчерпан через нехочу,
захочешь уйду,
захочешь уже не приду снова.
стерео музыка бьется в мозг,
я многое мог,
но лишь буду, лишь буду...
лишь буду собирать краски по частичкам и счастье
чтобы потом мне хватило одного часа
и чтобы было не чаще, а уже постояно.
потолок - не предел.
галактика - не наркотики:
настроение,приход, боль, выброс и из этого вырос.
за титрами следуют мысли,
а за ними ты уже настоящий.
со смыслом уже не лишний.
And tomorrow everything will be different, they told me
But I checked and each tomorrow again today:
Morning, tea if you have time,
It's already a day, evening, night - again morning.
They visit diseases and thoughts climb somewhere far away.
They bring me every night at the orbital station,
To become someone more and burn the banality.
But each tomorrow morning will become today.
It doesn't matter what the weather
I want you to smile
And then it can come tomorrow,
Which everyone promised me.
which we came up with together
But you managed to forget about him ...
He took a vow of silence on the occasion of nothing.
I listen in warmth, wander in the crowd.
and swim on a raft in the sea, in the ocean bending,
what was not there before,
But earlier he looked at the sky more often.
Such a huge uncertainty
I don't know where to go, but I know who to go with
and you know.
they say such a time that everything has already decided for us,
But no one has decided for himself yet ...
I feel like a guest even at home.
I feel like a guest even at home
And this is permanent tomorrow
like traffic unlimited,
which will be exhausted through the reluctance,
I want to leave,
If you want, I will not come again.
stereo music beats in the brain,
I could
But I will only, I will only ...
I will only collect paints by particles and happiness
So that then I have enough one hour
And so that it was not more often, but already constant.
The ceiling is not the limit.
Galaxy - not drugs:
mood, parish, pain, release and grew out of this.
Thoughts follow the credits
And behind them you are already real.
With meaning is no longer superfluous.
But I checked and each tomorrow again today:
Morning, tea if you have time,
It's already a day, evening, night - again morning.
They visit diseases and thoughts climb somewhere far away.
They bring me every night at the orbital station,
To become someone more and burn the banality.
But each tomorrow morning will become today.
It doesn't matter what the weather
I want you to smile
And then it can come tomorrow,
Which everyone promised me.
which we came up with together
But you managed to forget about him ...
He took a vow of silence on the occasion of nothing.
I listen in warmth, wander in the crowd.
and swim on a raft in the sea, in the ocean bending,
what was not there before,
But earlier he looked at the sky more often.
Such a huge uncertainty
I don't know where to go, but I know who to go with
and you know.
they say such a time that everything has already decided for us,
But no one has decided for himself yet ...
I feel like a guest even at home.
I feel like a guest even at home
And this is permanent tomorrow
like traffic unlimited,
which will be exhausted through the reluctance,
I want to leave,
If you want, I will not come again.
stereo music beats in the brain,
I could
But I will only, I will only ...
I will only collect paints by particles and happiness
So that then I have enough one hour
And so that it was not more often, but already constant.
The ceiling is not the limit.
Galaxy - not drugs:
mood, parish, pain, release and grew out of this.
Thoughts follow the credits
And behind them you are already real.
With meaning is no longer superfluous.
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