A pond of glass, would never ask, the wind to hold its tongue
nor kings and tides and I’ll just bide my
timing wise, they say you’ll know,
just schedule in a life eternally unknown.
Born without a clock, no marker no full stop, nothing to remind,
No season of change, most things just stay the same,
maybe we can have it all?
Hard to imagine the gain,
when our choices bring loss either way
I’m losing leaves,
cause I’m weeping as I’m pining and my roots are running deep.
Am I evergreen,
(when) the sky is left wide open, will I be tangled underneath.
A smoldering crowd, signals its claim,
a moral height divides and hides behind, will I deny my
Traditions debt, the patchwork demands,
an ancestral thread awaits your trembling cautious hands.
As I take his place, (there’s) less of my father’s face, on a child I’ve yet
to recognise.
Wading through the grey, will I always feel this way?
till the evening glows its pale goodbye.
Hard to imagine the gain,
when our choices bring loss either way.
I’m losing leaves,
cause I’m weeping as I’m pining and my roots are running deep.
Am I evergreen,
(when) the sky is left wide open, will I be tangled underneath.
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