glomerulus
( Text , music - Cat Sasha )
Dm E Am F
A ball thrown into the dust - the door is closed .
Dm E Am
On track, both water ...
With the dream of the miracle of faith in the daylight ,
Yes, in their own land .
And I go aimlessly -
Not a monk , not a prophet ...
And only after a bunch of songs that fly
In prayer il reproach .
Am C Dm E
Arise shadow in the mirror , lightly touch the shoulder ,
I can not hear the whistle of your wings ,
I'll cry or sing , but not silent,
I can not believe you did not or do not like .
I miss the fire fire
Sweep in the distance
And it seems near , but not for me
Signal lights .
And again, I 'm running , screaming, " wait "
As a wraith , you,
And you throw in a roadside heat
My soul .
I break about your opinion as if of granite,
I germinate gray birch, as things like that old time ,
So happened that can not sing something that does not hurt,
And if you can not accept , then strike .
A glass dripping rain again
And dissolves in verse,
Under the feet of those who just do not understand -
So fear disappears
That will have to live for two,
The fact that the need to sing ...
Thus was written the very first verse ,
Those that managed to take off.
I still believe you born ,
Humpback already ruled on the churchyard :
Dm E Am F
Nights dreaming pearl feathers
Dm E Am
Hoarfrost lies - ends autumn ...