The Right of Way

 Oh baby cry

Oh girl dance

Your sacred hearts lie within hell

and love and kisses don't mean a thing in heaven 

You see?

Gravity always bring you down

And may that always brings you high

R 'V' G

I think I am tired

The rain does not seem to be stopping

And nor does my desire

But there's no breath to be caught

No lesson to be taught

No forbidden game to be fought

Only souls to become distraught

My hovering rain please don't stop

Please stay still

I'm counting on you

To suspend my will

We Remember

There's always too much emotion held back

the release...

like the fountainhead of inspirations

or volcanos

bursting the extreme of the two ends

that first provokes exhilaration

then brings forth desolation

this is where dualism fails

my conventional little black book did not mention

because both exists

and both sustains

California Dreaming

I can never forget that day when I said to myself

Drop it

I can always remember you telling me

Leave it

It reminds me of that melancholic tale that's still being told

On and on

Which tale are you talking about?

I swear to God you haven't heard; It's being written.

Returning

It's been holding too long

I tear at the the most obscure and minute happenings around me

And all other things that are irrelevant to my life

It's about time for a roar

One that no body can be exempted from the everlasting echo

I want to be happy too

Ruled by Society

I live in the world of dream

die in the world of reality

stand in the present

sit in the past

sin in the world of afterlife

born in the world of tomorrow

have mercy... on me please.