(Written on a rainy Bombay evening, thanks to a paper and a rolling paper)
Don't think the sun's coming out today
I'll still wait by the window anyway
I'll still wait by the window anyway
Its getting cold, too cold to step outside
Getting too dark to see the way.
It went down fine last I checked
I went down with it, I faded away
I am done lying low and ducked
I want to rise, start another day
Burn me, blind me, enlighten me
Just Don't frighten me
Come out now, come out and guide me.
The Rays of hope are running late today
Whilst I let out a silent pray
I'm facing east and a clock beside
Looks like its gonna be a night all day
It went down fine last I checked
I went down with it, I faded away
I am done lying low and ducked
I want to rise, start another day
Burn me, blind me, enlighten me
Just Don't frighten me
Come out now, come out and guide me.
Eyes are open, but they feel shut
Feel beaten, bruised and cut
Fuck you I don't need you, I'm on my own
They say its darkest just before dawn
I'm burnt, I'm blinded, enlightened
I'm no longer frightened
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