Kishore Kumar Hits

Pram - Crooked Tiles şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Pram

albüm: Sargasso Sea


The sky keeps on weeping
The sun is sleeping
Don't wake the moon
The light would show the cracks in her face
The Earth on its ancient last legs
Wobbles 'round the sun like a drunk 'round a lamp post and
I shut my mouth sore from cursing and
My eyes that are tired of seeing

If I could shake off this feeling
Of being guilty for living
Of never doing what others wanted
Of simply being inconvenient
Then suddenly the sun could warm me
To the marrow of my skeleton and
My mind could ride the breezes
Hover and flutter, in the cold air

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