This one goes to my friend Siji,
New Age Buddha gets his enlightenment.
Rain on the brain, well; she is the perfect stranger
She’s so strange; you don’t know a single thing about her
Can’t you tell apart the blacks from white; she is so distant like a satellite.
Rebel and a liberator, find a way to charge your Cellulite
Bird has flown away; empty cage is all you got.
She was never meant to stay, empty cage is all you got.
To keep her caged would just delay the spring.
Rebel and a liberator, It’s time to break the rusty cage & run.
Cheers,
Peter
This one goes to my friend Peter.
Estranged Friend
I think my so called friend,
doesn't understand me for sure,
all these days I had been pestering my brian,
to estrange her, No Stranger for me I know.
My dear so called friend,
has estranged me from him in his words,
I used to feel he understands me,
Were all those caring words all frauds.
I had never tried to cage a bird,
My friend you got me all wrong,
spring is what I always sought,
I thought I had your support, so strong.
Cheers
Siji
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I truly like this! :)
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