Текст песни Томас - Жизнь в разных плоскостях

I came to you, but the doors were bolted
I climbed in the dark on the spiers downpipes
I would say that my fate has meted out
So much to do, until I turned into a corpse
I hasten to you, and you're in the kitchen coffee varish
Contact me quite familiar voice
Do you want to study the question of Eastern philosophy
And you do not want to notice that on my head
Long ago, the hair stood on end
Long ago, the hair stood on end
Fear is at the door, the dust in carpets,
That's life in different planes

I want to scream, but only a faint rattle of the throat
I try to explain to you - waving his arms in the air
But looking at you smile me hard
And you want to show that I've been looking for a vacation
I ask you at least a pen and paper
In my every minute they can call
If the moment did not last - it's too good of
But do not you want to understand what my hours are numbered
What I was left with little time
I have little time left
Fear is at the door, the dust in carpets,
Life in different planes