Waiting For The Flood

Shringara

Hey come my lady won’t you move a little closer to me
so clear I see there is no reason to hide
I had my share on all the lament while I knew you held the key to delight
but then got caught up in this worn-out situation
somehow related to what I once had denied
when still the only aim I’d reach for is to define myself in your eyes

I came as far as there is no need to pretend
that someone else out there would ever rescue me
I’ve drawn my circles out in the sunshine and the rain
and then I stopped to compromise
These days I find it all so useless just to wait
maybe I am not much different from you there
Tied unto the hands of fate we got to let life flow until we’ll meet again

Seems I’ve been gambling with destiny
when I always went against the tides
Saw it was all on myself, had to adjust to it
got to get along to this old rhythm of life
Even if I still don’t know who I really am
I won’t forget what I need
So hard I’ve tried to rearrange with life’s odd ways
but it seems that I can’t, don’t tell me that I’ve failed – oh!

Trying to master a beast that can’t be tamed
while all the voices of reason dim the light
Seems I’m drifting on a flood of bare commotion
fed on each tear I once cried
The more it feels like being trapped within a cage
the more I bleed, I need to lay by your side
When all our senses resonate in sweet devotion
we’ll cross all boundaries of time

I don’t want to feel no more pain
I just have to see you again
I can’t close my eyes yet
but I need to rest

I don’t want to feel no more pain
guess I have to see you all the way
I can’t close my eyes yet
and I can’t find no rest
until these grey clouds are falling down
and all those tired walls are cracking up
while they all wear your name
yeah they all wear your name

Waiting For The Flood

Once upon a time you’d talk to me
how your wild rivers were reaching out for me
and fed into an ocean of love, if I had read you carefully
You swore to lead me through my sleep
and even in times when I should not weep
you’d find a way to cleanse my soul, come to drown my restless feet

While all those simple things that I had not
turned to old friends that I soon forgot
I burned all their memory solemnly, still waiting for your flood
Till there won’t remain that many things to ask
staying on-shore had to become my greatest task
Got to find a way to cleanse my soul on my own and drown my restless feet

Oh can’t you see how I’m longing for you
to take me with you on a river of excess
Will need a rainstorm to fill up my emptiness

Don’t you hear how I’m calling out for you
Come wash me over with your current full of passion
Your raging streams shall make me melt in open seas of caress

Don’t Belong

I feel like a stranger in this town
with all these lonely souls down in its veins
I don’t know what to think when I take a look around
guess what I have lost yet can’t be found

And when I roam these endless streets at night
still wondering where the hell I got wrong
when I had seen your masterplan as it came undone
while the greatest hymn remained unsung

Still wouldn’t mind if you’d come over to me
if still we both cling to our sides of this story
But I won’t pretend to be smart no more, no I ain’t that strong
I feel like a stranger even to myself ever since you’re gone

Oh how I wish that you would set me free
just when you said you don’t belong to me

And when you said you don’t belong to me
Oh how I wished that you would set me free

Here I lay slain by a blind sun
that once had shone for a few privileged ones
when they came to feast on my silent prey
still don’t know where i belong
So I will hide myself away now
till I’ll be recognized and conceived
by radiant eyes that always burn
Oh and I will be relieved

Brahmin’s Lament

You’ve been losing yourself within these liquid silk skies
where all those dead roads have lead you, when the wishing well run dry
and still you chase strange idols of a long-gone mislead youth
stared deep in god’s blank image, but couldn’t find the whole truth

You’ll die again to rise and then
You’ll see it all depends on what you’ll do

Hear all the Brahmins sing in an endless refrain
that soon you’ll be born again
And far beyond the shadows of another world you’ll see it all at a glance
Go break that faceless mirror and end to live in pain

While trotting down your way towards a cold and lonely death
where their voices won’t fade away,
but keep on echoing through your aching head
and still you just won’t listen, there ain’t no use to tell
you had a thousand years to learn, but still can’t face your true self

You’ll die again to rise and then
You’ll see it all depends on what you’ll do

Hear all the Brahmins sing in an endless refrain
that soon you’ll be born again
And far beyond the shadows of another world you’ll see it all at a glance
Go break that faceless mirror and end to live in pain

Yes soon you’ll live again
and be damned wear this like a stain
Yes soon you’ll live it again
and you may finally breakthrough

Hear all the Brahmins sing in an endless refrain
that soon you’ll be born again
And far beyond the shadows of another world you’ll see it all at a glance
Go break that faceless mirror and end to live in pain
Within the distant mumbling of the priest recalls the voice of the wind
saying: “Yours is the holy land, you may claim it again!”