When I'm alone, I have the impression that the world is running out,
that runs in front of me, do not stop even for a moment
and I am staying away in the back, thinking of
meaning of life, the meaning of existance
When I am alone, the world loses colors
and takes the color of old lace that had long since lost its luster
And I see through this lace every minute of my life
When I'm alone, sometimes I think about you
You are somewhere on the border of perception, where the eyes can not see
I am almost sure that I miss, although we will talk again soon
It's more than scary ...
I am a strange man, without time, without the vision
but one thing is certain
When I'm alone, I look at the world differently
Well, it's good that I sometimes am alone...