I’ve told my people to respect this life, in literally my every song
For all the reminders that I have given, proclaiming your glory
I will become a hypocrite and throw it away, and then plead for your mercy
I’m just weak Lord, but the beauty of proclaiming you is truly amazing
The humanitarian cry touches everyone, I see my audience smiling
Back stage though, I faulted and melted let pain creep in again
I’m so ashamed now, love ruined it and it’s all down the drain
So in giving up and committing the biggest sin of all
I no longer am your weapon Lord, rescue me when I fall
Will you hug me even though I turned my back on the path, I ignored your call
Reach out to me before the fires of hell get me to reward me for my biggest sin of all
Note: This might sound depressing but to me it isn't. I wrote this not questioning GOD or anything I wrote this knowing my limitations as a mere mortal. Yes it is about my failure, but then again why can't i write about it and accept it? Failure is very much a colour of my soul as success is. This one is from a new book coming out on the 28th of Feb 05. check it !!!! - Tagore Almeida -
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