Coz some things never change

Same old story again and again
Same old bruises, same old pain
A trail of blood on the cold stone
Same old love, leaves me…
Too numb to moan

Same old reasons for betrayal
Now my strength eludes me
My soul, even more frail
Same old story, same old blame
No matter how hard you try
Some things never change

some journeys never end...

C the sand…the way it shines…
each fistful a thousand small diamonds
under the sun n the moon…
walking through it 4 miles n miles…

many carcasses…
many fallin down, dying…
getting hurt…burnin…shrieking…praying…
sum willin to go back...
odas waitin to reach da shore…
n me…goin on n on…
hopin beyond hope…
what did I know…after all…
my life is such
each smile brings with it, tears f blood…

only ten I saw my oasis, my heaven…
what did I know…
that it’s a part of those nasty games of the desert…
ran towards it
and when I finally thought I have got it…
that I lost it…

in ma open palms all I grasped was more sand…
the blisters dun burn any more,
the heat doesn’t trouble me…
in my heart I did start to realize
that there is no shore for me,no special one…
that I shall wander in this land…
like forever…