could you handle sacrifice
could you handle all their lies
could you handle true surrender
could you handle deep
didn't think so
so i'll give you...
light n easy listenin
light n easy everything
throw in a little
standard talkin
light n easy
some moonwalkin
light n easy
and i'll give you
light n easy listenin
light n easy hear me sing
i'll play you some mellow music
forget about the notes within
light n easy listenin
light n easy
could you handle retribution
could you handle their confusion
could you handle desolation
could you handle true
didn't think so
so i'll give you
light n easy listenin
light n easy
go on and sing
light n easy...
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Shadow
Where can I hide
Can you find me some shadows
I swear I won't tell on you
Wont tell on you for now
I know I'm not wanted
There's no prize over my head
But I need to hide now
To contemplate
Deliberate
I am recklessly cautious
Maybe I'll come back if you need me
But where can I hide
Will you find me a shadow
There's a man
Walking down the street
All leery and drunken eyed
His clothes all ripped
His shoulders all shaken
In a world where he dreamed
He was
Rudely awakened.
I am recklessly cautious
Maybe I'll come back if you need me
But where can I hide
Will you find me a shadow
There's people dying everywhere
Children in Somalia
Front page news
Of massacres in Virginia
Blood. One side of a world.
printing ink,the other
I'll hide for a while
In somebody else's shadow.
Can you find me some shadows
I swear I won't tell on you
Wont tell on you for now
I know I'm not wanted
There's no prize over my head
But I need to hide now
To contemplate
Deliberate
I am recklessly cautious
Maybe I'll come back if you need me
But where can I hide
Will you find me a shadow
There's a man
Walking down the street
All leery and drunken eyed
His clothes all ripped
His shoulders all shaken
In a world where he dreamed
He was
Rudely awakened.
I am recklessly cautious
Maybe I'll come back if you need me
But where can I hide
Will you find me a shadow
There's people dying everywhere
Children in Somalia
Front page news
Of massacres in Virginia
Blood. One side of a world.
printing ink,the other
I'll hide for a while
In somebody else's shadow.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
GRE...will I live to tell the tale?
In this bellicose belligerent state of mind, I have decided to embark on a crusade towards the emancipation of my thoughts, struggling for release. I endue them with the qualities of these refined utterances which previously had not been part of my linguistic repertoire.
And on that contrived artificial note I conclude this post.
And on that contrived artificial note I conclude this post.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Paper trail
I was getting my passport application ready. And I realised how much paper my person has acquired over the years. Growing up, in a sense, is just accumulation of paper. The more paper you have , the more full fledged well rounded adult you become.You have a birth cert to get you started, and then you work at adding on the fringes...horoscope SSLC marks card College ID driver's license Voter's ID PAN tax returns...and some more paper...Imagine how much paper I coulda saved if I went incognito...tats not a option though...legally speaking.Felt I was sifting through a marathon to the final fringe...a death cert....that is the final most ultimate documentation of a person isn't it?
yup! I'm generally this morbid :)
yup! I'm generally this morbid :)
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