Friday, November 7, 2014

A Song

Starting off a this song, the lyrics of which I want to focus on. 
Speaking up on political taunts  may be my usual style but not on other fronts.
It started with fun, the other trying to outdo the one 
Flirting is some fun, and bet I can give your money a run  

But times change and so do heart, even the best resilient  falling apart 
Time to speak and time hear, words echoing far and near 
Moments of depression forever forlorn, with gusts of joy like a swan song  
May be some words needed to be spoken, May be the heart needed to be open 

Too little too late but wish it brings glee,  for somethings could never withered be 
Spoken a lot, now the time to hide, leaving on a jet plane with the world aside
The same game goes with the shuffling on, Till the battery of life is mistakenly gone 
Another chance is not another betrayal, some stuffs you wish can never be surreal