I play at night in your house
I live another life pretending to swim in your house
I change the time in your house
The hours I take go so slow
I hear no sound in your house
Silence in the empty rooms
I drown at night in your house
Pretending to swim, pretending to swim
My favorite feature of every upload of this song to YT is the influx of Russian simpletons who are pissed off by claims that a (very lovely, actually) song by their idol Victor Tsoi was lifted from it, and try to angrily disparage it, only revealing their utter ignorance of the minimalist aesthetic of post punk it represents.