From the recording Borrowed Lines in Borrowed Time

Words by A. Molotkov
Music by Ragon Linde

Lyrics

sorry door if I must bother you
why don't you open wider and admit friends
sorry song
my mouth is not fit to sing you
sorry distance
my steps are not wide enough to cover you
 
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so many stars fall, sorry life
my words are not wide enough to honor you
so many stars shine, sorry life
my words are not wide enough to honor you
to honor you
to honor you
to honor you
 
your last words hang over the threshold in an endless conversation with my past
as I hang myself
on a hat hook
in someone else’s childhood
while you laugh like you always do
 
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