Light
Reetun Roy
When everything is dark
Everything tears apart
I see the light
Going away to the path of salvation
When everything is gone
When everyone's all alone
I see the light
Going away to the path of salvation
And when the light goes on it's way
Maybe at the end of the day
The darkness threatens to engulf
But it still keeps glowing with it's tiny ray
Some of the lights writh and shrink
Some of them struggle and try
Some of them reach the top
Some of them simply fly
Some of them die before mortal death
Some of them succeed before salvation
Some of them struggle to no end
Some of them spend rays and lives with a friend
...
That Old Broken Headphone
While reading that old book
Beside that ceramic coffee mug
In that old comfy small apartment room
With that old purple rug
Drumming my fingers to the
Good old Beetles song
With that old broken headphone
Nothing could have gone wrong
When suddenly employment, finances
Job that was to be gotten
In rush of life, in rush of the new life
That good old headphone lay forgotten
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