(This is another song I have written lately..check this out and lemme know if u like it or not..)
With a lift of the eyebrow,
The eye speaks of a debt of the answers.
Leaving aside a touch somehow-
The lips grin,trembling outta pleasure..
Open the door when you're trying to embrace;
Put on the veil when you can not find a face;
The sweet heart of haze!
Of all tenderness we worship,
We haven't left its liquor on a shining silver pot.
In all bitter mess we cry for,
We haven't left our vision on a weeping,moistened spot.(chorus)
In all disguise...
In all disguise...
In all disguise!
(Interlude)
(chorus)
Unfinished Business
9 years ago
2 comments:
Hmmm........seems like you are trying to hide yourself from you..........the disguised inner self cries out loud to be liberated.........
may be... better let it be in disguise..
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