Текст песни soulsadpoet - девочка из другого города

Let's talk, let's talk just slowly
so that was a lot, a lot of calm, a lot of thought
and just like we always do it
my poems, like a lonely dry tree
close me and close my closet, you have nothing to do there
I like the morning ride in the bus during rush hour
and people are like characters from books
time zones between us will not make weather
while you are looking for the meaning, I'm looking for the entrance to the world of your shy
in pleylsite I no longer Rakim
Why do we run so silently and look
Why do we scream and still do not close
fleeting phrases, meaningless, and so clean
backpack full of boxes with ideas and thoughts
everything and hung in front of me only the best of
skinny jeans, thin fingers
and you're there and you can not keep up
and it is time I stop feeling sad for no reason.
A girl from another town.
Hey.