they say every junkie is like a setting sun
is that why tiny hands needs something else to hold
wishes re thought and stories re told
long may you run
they say that the gods shall return
there are changes that have come to me
there is a new me that is coming to be
long may you run
how can i be sad...they say its your turn
promises to vanish maybe sticking out as no one listens
sometimes its just the tear drop that glistens
long may you run
men with walkie talkies...men with lots of guns
i am just a dreamer
and you were just a dream
you ran thinking its your turn
learning that even tears can burn
as hollywood comes to you on television
i pray clutching all my reason
long may you run
by Rahul Bhattacharya on Friday, 29 April 2011 at 23:54
is that why tiny hands needs something else to hold
wishes re thought and stories re told
long may you run
they say that the gods shall return
there are changes that have come to me
there is a new me that is coming to be
long may you run
how can i be sad...they say its your turn
promises to vanish maybe sticking out as no one listens
sometimes its just the tear drop that glistens
long may you run
men with walkie talkies...men with lots of guns
i am just a dreamer
and you were just a dream
you ran thinking its your turn
learning that even tears can burn
as hollywood comes to you on television
i pray clutching all my reason
long may you run
by Rahul Bhattacharya on Friday, 29 April 2011 at 23:54
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