Timing couldn't be any worse
We were living in a makeshift flat
While barely making ends meet
But we always wanted a baby
So we were thrilled anyway

Yet life had other plans
Of loss and unbearable pain
As it does over and over again

We cut one another
Down to the very flesh
While we miss each other
Deep inside our bones

Isn’t that ironic?

I can't take this anymore
I can't take this anymore
I can't take this anymore
Gaza  is bleeding and bleeding and bleeding
Gaza is bleeding and bleeding and bleeding
Gaza is bleeding and bleeding and
bleeding
When will they end the occupation
Gaza is bleeding and bleeding and bleeding
I can't take this anymore
Gaza is bleeding and bleeding and bleeding

I was eagerly
waiting for Eid
I felt
happy
looking at
the crescent
moon
Felicity! Felicity!
And Felicity!
Majestic Eid
is the magical
festival
Beautiful morning!
Beautiful noon!
Beautiful evening!
And Beautiful night!
The cosmos has been flooded
with festive light!

There are pandemics,
epidemics,enmity,
earthquakes, floods,
famine, wildfire,
volcanic eruptions,
cyclones,simoom,
tornadoes,hurricanes,
peril, disease, death,
war,weapons,moreover,
oppressors in this planet
Do you want and love peace?
Earth is not the suitable place to live
for you.

all that pain
and belittlement
you served me
day and night
when no one
was looking
made the little
man within you
feel much, much,
much bigger
but now you
stand before me
weeping
with no teeth
and the big man
within me
has forgiven you.

I'm skipping stones across the lake
with my eyes closed
and now I can only see you
in a drunken dream.

I'm searching for the lost song
and the melody I knew
before your eyes had died.

the words I didn't say.
the strings of the lost cords
seated in sorrow, sometimes joy,
lost in tomorrow's rain,
found in a photo alblum.

the thinly stretched cords in 1/4 tones.
the rhythms from your heart beating.

the tender touch of vibrating strings.

picking flowers off your nonchalance
i can't stand it
i can't stand here
it's very clear
that you don't want me here
but what it does
its like giving you a shove
stop comparing
stop caring
like a drug
it makes you almost like a rug
except i'm dragging you out of the ruck
into the trash
out in a bag
but what else could you have done?