turn the page
Across the street the shadow crossed
Amidst the lights ‘n sounds of life
Another turn and then was lost
Another turn and then was lost-
Without a word, without a cry
The time traveled like washed in tide
A gilded truth turned naked lie
The empty road in the melted dark
The chill ‘o air of silence breathes
Splashes of time, indelible mark!
Splashes of time, the indelible mark-
Words worth once seem nickel and dime?
Questioned against the ethos still
Music and lyrics can no more rhyme.
Not worldly wise emotions are
Across the street, as left behind
Those logics of life resonating afar
No one to break the silence
No one to question me-
No one to deny this pleasure
In the emptiness I see…
Left me where I stood-
You believed I could…
Oh ya! You believed I could…just
Turn the page ‘n wash the inks
The impressions inside I would hide
The silent tear in sudden moments
I couldn’t betray… sorry, I couldn’t hide
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