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1 739 / 0 / 17 лет / 17 летYou're sitting aloof
On a desolate isle
And you're thinking of being a stranger
Your memories fly
And your memories die
In a permanent feeling of danger.
How far is the land,
What’s the use in the end
In listening to flowers grow?
Is it worth going on,
Keeping pace all alone
Like a perfectly alien ranger?
To lose in a fight,
Is it wrong, is it right?
You don’t have to pretend you’re a winner
You have to confess
There’s no single address
To accept any whines of a sinner.
How long is your way
To the dusk of the day
No one cares to tell… why?
Nights are getting so long,
And the wind is so strong,
And your ice getting thinner and thinner
05.06.2007
