Walk

Crushing the dry leaves of vision,
the cold rain gazes beyond the skies.
I feel like a child new to the world,
a work of god left incomplete.
My thoughts walk the streets of horizon
as i watch the drops getting heavy,
I know i'm still thirsty.
Running from the grays my thoughts are turning black.

Then there are these angels of my heaven
sitting on my shoulder, bathing in my sink.
My thoughts lie with me when i'm awake
The stale breath of reality brings me down.
I believe nothing, a billion notions preach my brain.
The beggar stares me in the eye,
I smile, he smiles, we are one.

The time which was music turns to sound.
Blessed i am in this curse, wind is my companion
and we sweep the lands and the skies.
Then i see your face hiding behind a dark veil
the look silences my world, wind whistles and time kisses the rain drenched streets.
My passion is fueled and diffused,
the chirping gets louder,i'm lost in d melody,
I don't wanna get up.