Текст песни дом солнца - защити

you pull thin cobwebs from your head
and give for luck.
glasses, headphones, boots in a bag,
money for two tickets, without change.
further hitchhiking
to the very depths of your irises.
to the judgmental glances of the grandmothers who were sitting at the entrance
on a journey of a lifetime.
i fall - you grab my hand
and whisper "hold on."
still silent.
protect me from what I want.
protect me from what I want.

House of Sun.