Текст песни письма одиссея - сарабанда

I walked through the streets
Illumination flares lights
Signs, cars headlights, streetlights
I do not went and wandered
Intending to be dissolved in step
own feet
He lights a cigarette
For cigarette
Although thought he had dropped.
He remembered the feeling when
For the first time hit a man in the face
It was a long time ago
But it remained in the memory
Silver clearly episode
Burning the blood in the veins
Buzzing in my head
And he warmed his hands,
Clenched in a fist.
I grew
Slightly, but grew up
I got older, but hardly wiser
What when my shoulders
Tired of the portfolio with textbooks,
And not from the burden of growing up
the inevitable choice
Exercises Atlanta
In Propping his own life.
But now I'm going through the streets,
Just walk through the streets
Without a goal and going nowhere
For about an hour ago
I broke the jaw
its Director
educational institution
He tried to make me
Wipe tables or desks
However, I do not remember
I do not know
Did not see
All that I remember
All I know
All that is seen -
Two hook to the jaw
First, at the ear,
Then, in the chin
And the edge of his hand into his Adam's apple
That's all I can remember
Like before, I have not lived
I do not want to go home
I do not want to see the face of the mother killed
I do not want to hear
Hopeful old friends
And to see in their eyes sorrow
I refuse to feel
And to collect the views of the spine
I do not want to participate in the self-immolation
I do not want to talk to the cops,
Which probably already waiting.
I want to go through the streets,
Just go through the streets,
Crossing the quarter by quarter
Overcoming lane for lane
Stop
From one traffic light to another
Do not think and not be
Disconnect phone
Not to see the growing number of missed
Do not react to the fear inside
Listened to Tom Waits
Convert money in your pocket
Buy "Melt"
And suck it for a couple of sips
And sleep on the nearest bench.