One day, I just wanna run away
A place unseen and far across the distance
Where I can scream and shriek
A world never imagined, that never existed
Not a fantasy, but a wild jungle may be
Filled with water, sitar stringing the trees
With flutes blown and harmonicas hanging
Or a sea where walking is necessary, and the only means
No one around, nothing to look out for
It’s just me, or not even that!
I know it exists, but I can’t imagine
I wanna get there sooner or later
I know I’ll be cleansed or may be, I don’t care
I want no real outcome, no achievement
I just want to pass through, experience and be back
Not to remember anything, nor for a memento
I see it coming, every day, every moment, with each new phase
I just wanna run, run deep in it and stay for awhile
A life that I wanna live, such as this!
Or maybe, none of it is true. Nothing like that is gonna happen
And that makes it more desirable, like my crave for the grave
It’s all wild and a lot beyond a nightmare
Then, why would I seek?
There’s no real reason, ain't more than all that could ever be explained
It couldn’t be said, none would come to read, nor comprehend
I know there it lies, somewhere and I wanna run deep in it
I can’t be stopped, why should I ever be?
Dot
A place unseen and far across the distance
Where I can scream and shriek
A world never imagined, that never existed
Not a fantasy, but a wild jungle may be
Filled with water, sitar stringing the trees
With flutes blown and harmonicas hanging
Or a sea where walking is necessary, and the only means
No one around, nothing to look out for
It’s just me, or not even that!
I know it exists, but I can’t imagine
I wanna get there sooner or later
I know I’ll be cleansed or may be, I don’t care
I want no real outcome, no achievement
I just want to pass through, experience and be back
Not to remember anything, nor for a memento
I see it coming, every day, every moment, with each new phase
I just wanna run, run deep in it and stay for awhile
A life that I wanna live, such as this!
Or maybe, none of it is true. Nothing like that is gonna happen
And that makes it more desirable, like my crave for the grave
It’s all wild and a lot beyond a nightmare
Then, why would I seek?
There’s no real reason, ain't more than all that could ever be explained
It couldn’t be said, none would come to read, nor comprehend
I know there it lies, somewhere and I wanna run deep in it
I can’t be stopped, why should I ever be?
Dot
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