Keep on your music
and cars make me metal
slowly.
but i keep
i keep on my music louder
Not to take part
In this gray-street theatre.
I've been
always thinking -
Outside roads
Will make me better.
But middle houses
and work make me middle
slowly.
as you keep
you keep on sound louder.
Do you still recognize me
In the way I'm coming,
In the way I'm looking?
will you still recognize me
after twenty years?
The roofes of houses
Were made to soar from
problems.
but I keep
I keep on my music louder
Not to think of
My blurring falling form.
I had
Always wanted
Deep immersion
In interminable storm.
But metal houses,
They make my wishes metal.
Slowly
But I keep
I keep on by music soaring
from the roofs.
Do you still recognize me
In the way I'm coming,
In the way I'm looking?
will you still recognize me
after twenty years?
I've been
always thinking
that lack of freedom
Will make us metal
hello,
i've come back home
please, recognize me
and make me warm.
but keep on
keep on your music louder
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