The rain is falling down
A kite has been flown
For me an eternal lodestar is just a waste
And so I walk outside
Then I turn off the light
And look about so eagerly for someone else
You should’ve stopped hiding all your resentments
And stopped pretending it’s all right
Miss destiny laughs at us
For thinking we go through past
In fact it is conversely so frightingly
The past leaves tracks behind it
Even if you do mind it
And provides us with rough drafts for our conducts
You should’ve stopped hiding all your resentments
And stopped pretending it’s all right
You were waiting for my explosion
But now I’m ready to fight
It’s time for admitting you were right that one day I’d be in again
I’ve got my deserts for being so long time in your hand
You were waiting for my explosion
But now I’m ready to fight
© Helga,
The ComaDay Production ®
Saint – Petersburg, 2010