Текст песни Наобум - Время

Above the sun's head
Clouds behind the clouds
Well here's the problem - I'm not there
I'm lost, but for now
Another time, harder step
Stop, make out
What has changed, what is wrong
and I will try to be in time

Grab it with your hands
Time is like sand here
I collect stones
How long for the threshold
Will stop hard
May not be ready
Take it as it should

I will be driven these days
Do not understand that they
Everything is as always, for every line I fly out of the window
But sometimes you can't see the sun, just a rope from the ceiling.