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Organization / Workplace
Calcutta, India
Occupation
Lead Guitarist/Songwriter
About
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by
Coz half empty, half full
It's all inside your head
& sometimes what we think is the truth,
is just a matter of context.
I've listened to preachers
I've listened to fools
I've watched all the dropouts
Who make their own rules
One person conditioned