While composing the new life song,
Words don't seem to come around.
Sometimes,i can feel them.
Sometimes,i fear they will be found.
Every effort is lost in desperation.
I play a song for inspiration.
Lost in the backwaters of my life,
A flashback reminds....
They were never meant to be mine.
The melody i wanted to hear,
Looked for your dependency dear.
But,it turned into a tragedy,oh my fear!
Didn't wanted to sound sophisticated,
Not even philosophical,
All was ever wanted was it to be natural.
Thousands of words now stinging like bee,
Can a song ever describe me??
I am still looking for that faded chance,
To be with my love for that one dance.
I try to hit all the chords,
All fade in vain,oh my lord!
I try to listen to what you had to say,
"Swords will sling,but you will be mine one day."
I climb on the notes of my life,
Just to read once more,just to give a try.
I can hum that old forgotten tune
That now makes me so blue.
I just have to change it's chords,
Will this be my new composition,oh god.
Letting go of the old melody,
Sometimes feels like a tragedy,
But sometimes one has to let go
So,that the new dream can be sowed...
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