Lyrics December - Ник Ефремов

December

Again they’re flying.
The birds inside my heart,
Today i am trying,
To cut them all apart.
So clear around me,
And deafening silence of
The world.
And i am,
Just want to cut them off.
So close to fear,
Too far from clear mind,
I hold my sea
In shores that i have found.
Again.
They’re flying.
So close to cloud,
Too far from clear sun,
My sea so loud,
It makes my ear stunned,
Again.
My frosen sea
Again.
They’re flying.