Восемь:12 - 3/4 | Текст песни

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• Восемь:12
• 3/4

here am I sitting silent as ghost
transparent as air tired and lost
so strange but I don't have any place to go
having so much friends I do not have home
I watch the people slowly passing by
tired with this views i turned my eyes up to sky
it is grey filling with clouds and now I can hear the drops hitting ground

so I stand up and slowly walk away nice chilling rain the best end of the day
suddenly I thought that its all in my hands
i have the opportunity that will never end
i forget the things that made my soul bleed
eternity of choise is that what i need
silent as ghost making no sound
I'm going to land where red leaves falling down
covering the ground