Saturday, February 21, 2009

Tripping.

I will make the people,
So I wont be alone.

Listen in on silence,
Soon I will be gone.

I will stand with eagles,
Pretend that I can fly.

Make my way back down,
Reaching from the sky.

How much difference,
Does it make.
How much patience,
Will it take.
Oh tell me,
How much difference,
Can I make?

I will stare at sunrise,
Until my eyes go blind.

I wont change myself,
I wont change my mind.

I will fight with reason,
Till my will grows weak.

Finding my solitude,
Salvation I will seek.

How much difference,
Does it make.
How much patience,
Will it take.
Oh tell me,
How much difference,
Can I make?

I will sleep on cold sand,
Drifting in the dreams.

Holding on to one hand,
Shifting in my sleep.

I will stand forever,
Looking for the life.

I will win in this race,
Keep my eyes on the prize.

How much difference,
Does it make.
How much patience,
Will it take.
Oh tell me,
How much difference,
Can I make?



P.S.> This post will get auto uploaded when I will be on some beach in Goa. This song comes out from this. Its fitting in context to my plans of what I will do there.

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