Clouds over the balcony
I - a hindrance, I - a ripple on the smooth surface,
Character, the shadow on the back wall.
Ghost in the little black dress
Wondered when you will like me.
A minute earlier - a minute later.
Dust in the eyes, hot skin.
Everything is vague, all in a fog
Just breathe - and no rest.
Just a word - and the failure of the program,
All systems have failed.
The thing is a little black dress.
Therefore we are not brothers and sisters.
If this is possible - do not do any more step.
Have you ever seen the lights eat paper?
Here it is the flow of letters, phone calls unanswered.
I waed you about this.
The door is broken, to hinge -
Not rescued by the wind locks.
But the storm subsided, colors faded,
Only ached a little whiskey.
The clouds are floating above the balcony.
Unanswered phone call.
Do not let anyone look into the eyes,
Do not let them watch your dreams.
You have now a secret, otherwise it is impossible.
Silhouette against the wall -
Ghost in the little black dress.
Therefore we are not brothers and sisters.
If this is possible - do not do any more step.
Have you ever seen the lights eat paper?
Here it is the flow of letters, phone calls unanswered.
I waed you about this.
The clouds are floating above the balcony.
Unanswered phone call.
