Тета-Сон: Между Явью и Сном

I don't love thee when I'm done. I say the tongue, And it's a sun. I don't do this when I hurt, But days are seen to grow, And I don't belong. I don't believe I know this game. I don't believe the words I say. Sometimes I go, The room is changed. I don't go, the will to stage. I don't break beside my chest. I don't break a false to rest. I don't believe myself. I don't believe the shelf I seek to Bit by bit, The smallest love. I see it all, I try to run. But the story turns, and someone's gone. I know this truth, I know this wrong. I build the walls, and through the song. I keep the feeling in my sleep, And then still on my feet. I know this, I know this ache. I know there's things that change to be. I see something small I catch to sing. I don't love thee