An empty tram is taking me again
In there, where the lights are brighter in the memory
Right where my friends
They never sleep
They haven't got any money and family yet

They have stood at childhood and lost in the yards
Walking around the city that I myself atilt with a weird smile

Stay every street in your naive dreams
Stay dumb line in the unfinished verses
And I'm writing you again, my eternal recipient
Remember things that happened, but don't return back

A childhood is done
As suddenly as mass shooting
And memory is a prejudiced tribunal
You've got
Almost all you wanted
Didn't become more happier not for a second

We're hiding in the entrances and crushed houses
Keeping a piece of childhood in our filthy arms

Wake me up at midnight
Pull me out of the house
Do all you want, my friend
And I'll go with you