The torchlight fades
In the tunnel of your mind
It’s the way you see things
In the dawn, in the night.

Sometimes you just fake a smile
That makes a strangers day
You squeeze into the tube that is full of people
Make a journey to some unknown place

You borrow mommy’s pearls
And take pretty pictures
Some make wallpapers, some make fuck-aides
Some make the woman in the wallet that’ll stay

You read a book and write graffiti
Pass it around for people to see
Some forlorn soul, good at cracking
Will decode your number and call you someday

You talk about pain
Like you can see it
But have you ever tried unfolding memories?

Through this journey
That will last very long
May God bless you with bloody memories
That’ll see you through life.

BROKEN SMILES

Sun rays seep in through my window
I don't see them no more
You can walk in through an open door
All you would find are broken smiles.

I look at myself in the mirror.
My reflections when the waters move.
I stand alone under the moonlit skies
And stare into the broken smiles.

Through my eyes I can't see why
Someone so close still denies
My want of dreams and my want to fly
All he gives me is broken smiles.

A complete circle as I take
I move on in life, few breaths I take.
To live a life and take a few
My broken smiles and sunshines new.

Conversations

They hunt me down, they do!
Some pointless on the onset.
Some path-breaking, yeah!
In the midst of a chaos
Some conversations happen today!

They show me the karma
They talk of the grave
The life after death
takes birth in the air
In the midst of a chaos
Some conversations happen today!

A virtual stranger from Nevada
keeps me company every night
A drunken stupor... Some bliss of the drawl
A lonely traveler, some swami with beads
In the midst of a chaos
Some conversations happen today!

They rise out of nowhere
No ashes at play
The sphinx is asleep
in a stone of memories
Slowly they creep in, creep in to stay
In the midst of a chaos
Some conversations happen today!

So far...

I hung on, I stood my ground.
Walked through waters and sang my song.
Left my footsteps all over the place
Felt that a hike was no big pain

There’s no turning back ever
I see what I have left behind
I know I can reach them
But there’s no turning back!

Rode through the alleys, minus streetlights
In bitter cold and bright sunshine
At the top of my voice I declared
I’m all haunted, so stay away!

There’s no turning back ever
I see what I have left behind
I know I can reach them
But there’s no turning back!

People just throng in from nowhere
Some find flaws and tell me in the face
Some talk in the shadow of the day
At the end, I’m labeled a disgrace

There’s no turning back ever
I see what I have left behind
I know I can reach them
But there’s no turning back!

Dirty sunshine

Nothing is right, that I tell you now!
It’s going to be the same for a while, all right?
Every night young and alone too.
I wade into dawns and promises new.

Would you still want to be there?
Want to step into the dirty sunshine?

I’m filled with flaws, every inch.
I’m building castles in the air,
I lie there still on a crowded street
Singing all those stares to me.

Would you still want to be there?
Want to step into the dirty sunshine?

I look into mirrors and I see blues.
What I am today, how I knew!
I walked to this place and all along.
I was searching for the soul that belongs.

Would you still want to be there?
Want to step into the dirty sunshine?

I cry myself to sleep every night.
And wake dreading the break of dawn!
I move on, but deep inside.
Am afraid to live, scared of light.

Would you still want to be there?
Want to step into the dirty sunshine?

Drunk on teh footpath

Trust the glory of the drawl
The nigga' praises the 2-foot hold
What were a white man's land
Draws curtains over a woman's stand.

In the midst of it all.
I stand as a nomad.
An every man's woman
belonging to none at all.

The never ending hike to the mountains.
With spikes slipping off your skin
I tried to read your thought
But that mountain, it never ends.

In the midst of it all.
I stand as a nomad.
An every man's woman
belonging to none at all.

The drive along the highway.
With the Lord of the steer.
He tried to reason with.
His urge to win, he urge to kill.

In the midst of it all.
I stand as a nomad.
An every man's woman
belonging to none at all.

Mushy dose

"This one goes out to you ma Love!"


All the little guys should stay the fuck away from this one.
'Coz he knows how to make me smile
He knows how I feel at sunrise.
He knows why I hate fish, while smelling sea breeze.

You could never be one.
Even in a coconut grave
You were not one all along
You were never a man!

Sometimes I wonder where he'd landed from
Making me go berserk at his very sight
Is he yet to come or has he arrived?
He's the only one in the Roman's land.

You could never be one.
Even in a coconut grave
You were not one all along
You were never a man!

He makes my hair feel smoother
And the smiles just linger on
He makes the pain come alive
And he'd hit me hard in the right places.

You could never be one.
Even in a coconut grave
You were not one all along
You were never a man!

Would he row the boat?
Would he move in tents?
Would he clear the tears?
It's for him to say.

You could never be one.
Even in a coconut grave
You were not one all along
You were never a man!

YOU, mah low'

Flying a soaring kite

On a bumpy, dented road

The one that's littered with cinders

The one's you gave me!

It's all that weight on the head

It's been there forever.

The only way to nirvana

Is to kill your demons.

Crying out loud in pain

With blaring music for company

Footsteps with ink soaked feet

Trying to trace nothing

It's all that weight on the head

It's all been there forever

The only way to nirvana

Is to kill your demons.

The crawly, creepy creatures

That move in your food stack

It's all of them in there.

In your sack with enzymes.

It's all that weight on the head

It's all been there forever.

The only way to nirvana

Is to kill your demons.