молоко

[miiir]

Via: lxe ex молоко

He had always worn an old backpack,
Swallowed life as goat milk with gape,
Made his living, always stayed on track,
Spun a road of his own shape.

There are highways of the milky tint,
There are highways painted indigo.
Shooting stars have come for harvesting,
You are all equipped to let me go.

Cities withered bending on their knees,
I am fingering a net eyes shut.
Bored of waiting for the hook release
Left the guy to draw the stellar chart.

Hold on, get some milk and drawing dye,
Put your lines precise and aery
And then pull the rudder cloud high,
Glimmer with your stellar memory

On the highways of the milky tint,
On the highways painted indigo
Shooting stars have come for harvesting,
You are all equipped to let me go.

Cities withered standing on their knees,
I am fingering a net eyes shut.
Bored of waiting for the hook release
Left the guy to draw the stellar chart.

And we start before the sun has set
Looking for an aid not clear quite
By the roads of the milky scent,
By the whispers of the feline night.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=09Lmq8D0tRw

alexakarpov - мы не планировали, оно само вышло.