Teddy the Bear

A golden fall 
Black leaves on asphalt 
If you didn’t hide 
It’s nobody’s fault

Teddy the Bear broke from prison again
We could see his scriptures
In every police station
All the cops turned grey
But not us, no way!
They saw him in a cafe
With a pie on a tray
In an industrial zone
Taking nap on a lawn
Wrapped in linoleum sheet
Or drinking from tap in a street

We knew he’s not too far
He couldn’t go too far
So we sneaked to a basement
To leave him milk and pastry
Our daddy’s coat
A book by Walter Scott
Some iodine drops
And a honeycombs
A needle with a surgical thread
And a phone that was almost dead
Last night I saw him in the neighbourhood
He didn’t look good
On a cop’s car hood
Face down with his belly open
One of his eyes half-dropping
He turned and he told me
look
The Good is coming but it’s slow like a slug
It can not go faster pal
Because it’s afraid to do something not well
But the evil can hurry as much as it wants
Don’t be scared of the evil
But to turn into one of its parts
And I didn’t know what to say
Then he laughed
And the cops came to drive him away
There’s a foliage and water in tracks
A blood, a dirt and a synthepone scraps
I was looking at him while I stood
Then I went to the basement
to leave him some food
A golden fall 
Black leaves on asphalt 
If you weren’t hiding
It is not your fault

Света Бень & Галя Чикис - Не виноват // Sveta Ben & Galya Chikiss - Not guilty

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Pre-order here: http://1000xxplace.com/releases/0002/

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