Текст песни сонное солнце - я вырастаю

i keep drinking my sedative
your alcoholic
glasses
liters
hiding in cardboard boxes
but in order not to suffocate I make holes

I am growing out of my favorite sweater
or it just got a lot smaller
naively smaller
and the walls squatting
it seemed like my apartment used to be

packed today
and see you tomorrow
first flight
for departure

now all-all my things
fit just in the palm of my hand

favorite books
someone's worn out words
which lately sound more and more often and sharper
it all sinks

at the very bottom

and no longer believe
into the seriousness of all moral teachings
let this day be the first
and then only gray

no, not emptiness
there is no emptiness except for the soul

now all roads and cars
very tiny
now there are miles on your fingers
and kilometers of beaten streets

and a small tram
just like a pea
26th route
in which they never called me

I grow out of everything that was
of everything that happened unplanned

and I grow into this city again
as if I just came here today