На відстані / At Distance from Vidrada by Obiymy Doschu

A crowd of people
Empty faces
Someone, please — let me in

Living by day
Sleeping by night
Where are you? Teach me

We search for a refuge
Staring through the snow
Something keeps at a distance
The people closest to us

More and more names
Like white noise
Not a step beyond the line

We live closer
Flee from the cities
Just to feel meaning again

We search for a refuge
Yet hear no soul
Something keeps at a distance
The ones standing on the edge

The spell has faded
Soon we’ll be old.
Headlights shine through windows
Where we once lost sleep
We drift in thought
In a crowded bus
Quietly searching
For traces of consciousness

We stopped dreaming
All the bridges burned
Drifting far apart
Only ghosts remain
We walk in different directions
Tired and subdued
Unable to feel our roots
While crows watch us

Shared solitude
Shared solitude
Shared solitude
Shared solitude

• Rock
• crossover prog
• prog rock
• progressive rock
• symphonic prog
• symphonic rock
• Kyiv