Sun rays touching my skin, like a stream of gold.
Beauty, fame, and wealth smell nice, on top of the world.
Made my day, this day made me, the blessed one.
My achievements will shine bright when all the smoke is gone.
All those years and with all my heart, reaching out for what would broaden my horizon.
Perpetual striving made my life complete, and now that I reached new dimensions…
I wonder why, I wonder why.
There's still something in my head, I fail to explain.
Falling deep into this void, only silence to remain.
Sheer enlightenment of the soul, that's what I hoped to find.
Reduced to instincts I've to see, there will be no peace of mind.
Left behind the ghosts I knew so well, stepped into the light, into a new beginning.
But can it be, I miss their company, need their guidance and advice to define…
The inner me.
Where's my dream of India?
Dead-end street to India.
Been so close and yet so far,
No return to India.
Expectations once so high, now seem down and low.
They once sent shivers down my spine, now make me tremble in my bones.
Where's the dream that made me be, made me carry on.
Gave my longing for an end, just to find that nothing's won.
Means to an end, we're dedicated to, might set an end to all those means we have to offer.
I can't escape from this lifelong dream, I'm a captice of it's shadows,
Awaken, end to all sleep.
Where's my dream of India?
Dead-end street to India.
Been so close and yet so far,
No return to India.
Means to an end, we're dedicated to, might set an end to all those means we have to offer.
I can't escape from this lifelong dream, I'm a captice of it's shadows,
Awaken, end to all sleep.
Where's my dream of India?
Dead-end street to India.
Been so close and yet so far,
Give me back my India.
Once we have reached our destiny, we understand that it is different from the dearest wishes of the beginning; it is much deeper, broader, sometimes greater… Either we understand, or we sail on, and on, and on.
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