Sunday, June 10, 2012

A day in the work

I wake up with my store
& I sleep walk all day long
Mailbox getting out of control
the phone rings in my mind

My visions blinded, by the light
They run after false pride
if only they realize
the meaning of our life ,is to be free.

I am running away from the place i call home
I still think i am walking alone

Blue sky, cloudy night
they all keep coming to me
if u did what u wanted
why the hell should i forgive ???

Gunning down on  previous glories
is not meant for me
innocence once lost
can gain never be


I am running away from the place i call home
I still think i am walking alone


I am running away from the place i call home
I still think i am walking alone

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