The sands of time like the ocean blue
slip through my finger, like memories of you
The more you grab, the less you get
The more you cry, the less you forget
No route to tread, no path to find
leave me alone, alone with my mind
The water, your canvas
Your fingers, yours brush
you trace out your story
in the tranquil hush
No route to tread, no path to find
leave me alone, alone with my mind
Life, all your life, throws questions at you
questions, there are many but answers few
Don't take your life seriously, if you must survive
'coz there is no way that you'll make it out alive
No route to tread, no path to find
leave me alone, alone with my mind
2 comments:
gorgeous. if u dont mind i cud fwd it to a firend who cud put music to it. lemme knw.
nice. i put music to it too..but it ended up sounding like an unoriginal one every time. hmmm i wonder why
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