Текст песни мимо меня - хьюстон

You hear it on the left beats
Well that remains for me
walking on the fate of the route through the pain and battles
Unfortunately I remember what they were doing
I still remember the ease of your silhouette. your waist.
and the hot air once breathed we
Well, why stop?
well, then we hurt?
stained entrances
voices shrunken.
soul melted
all that was left there and
via line
heading along the white stripes
I feel the road ends
I go downhill
I spoke with God
but he does not answer
Houston reception. We have problems
I covers
I tied a few words and immediately forgot about them
It seems left unscathed.
and I can not floated.
proudly burns. feel will soon wither
may soon fall asleep,
I can dream again
the views of passers-by who were smoldering
and when we were flying
They fell into a storm of cold blizzard.
if there is someone upstairs
and then you have someone lower
sorry we are not cats
we would have seven lives
to fix that did not suit in the past
maybe seventh would be cleaner
and not so vulgar
perhaps it would be easier
it would be easier
Happyness is not pursued
I was a little smarter
not skinny tramp.

fingers fingering
loss of nerve cells
inside blurred
but in the mirror again forgotten
maybe I'm not his father's son.
I do not recognize your face
how to walk and crawl through.
and highway again
I think I am in the astral
here I told
but as it is easier to me and he was not
as a shock
ease of breathing skyscrapers
I fall down on you
hearing the melody of this pair of notes.
but somehow empty
the click of the hammer alone
you Happyness
I follow you cold flow.
and then home
on the usual sofa.
I think you've just been there.
but now myself.
and dreams again. and the highway again.
all that we have built themselves destroyed.
spit. re-construct.
if anything,
the funeral tomorrow will arrange itself.

and easier corpse
You can not feel.