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lyrics
A nocturnal walk in
The streets or the park with
Cast down eyes and hope inside.
Gloomy rag dolls
Soaked to the bones.
Poor kids of darkness
Drowned in sadness.
It's like fighting with the rain,
It's like fighting with the rain.
Chasing a rainbow day after day
Is like fighting with the rain,
It's like fighting with the rain.
Passing dim streetlights,
Doing routine laps,
They're already tired, but still inspired.
How long can they go feeling alone?
Nobody cares and nobody knows.
Such thoughts are like little parasites.
They devour our dreams – low self-esteem.
If only they could
Hide under a roof...
Poor kids of darkness
Drowned in sadness.
It's like fighting with the rain,
It's like fighting with the rain.
Chasing a rainbow day after day
Is like fighting with the rain,
It's like fighting with the rain.
Wandering aimlessly,
Looking for something you've never ever seen,
Chasing a rainbow day after day
Is like fighting with the rain,
It's like fighting with the rain.
One day there will be merry laughs and sunny smiles,
But now there is only anxiety in tired eyes.
And maybe happiness will be finally found
By those who thought they had drowned.
Someone may say it's just a bad dream.
It's hard to believe, 'cause it feels so real.
And if it's true, then how to break free?
Am I really asleep?
Such a crazy thought,
This has got to be a joke!
I am stuck in my own world,
Punching these cold raindrops.
Wandering aimlessly,
Looking for something you've never ever seen,
Something you've never ever seen,
Chasing a rainbow day after day
Is like fighting with the rain,
It's like fighting with the rain.
But why do we fight it
If we can enjoy it
Dancing in its drops?
It may be hard, but let's admit,
It's just more interesting to be
In the inky darkness.
And drown, and drown there.
credits
from Sleep Paralysis,
released February 12, 2021
Music and lyrics by Sasha Giller.
Mixing, mastering and producing by Vladimir Lehtinen.
Guitars and vocals by Sasha Giller.
Drums by Alexander Dovgan’.
The artwork by Alexander Moroz.
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