had it run just straight
with no turn on either side
we all would surely fret
life is such a boring ride

life is so dully made
that's all we would say
the road is clearly laid
same looks every day

no bumps and no holes
sharp bends of surprise
the way blandly rolls
we don't fall and rise

thank god ain't so made
life has twist and turn
in search of what's ahead
we persist with the run.

I hold my ears keen
Keep eyes opened wide
But can't solve the riddle
Of who's on whose side.

Today Tom heaps praise
Showers laurels too many
Tomorrow hell is raised
Tim is Tom's enemy.

How fast makes Tom amend
Finds Tim full of flaws
Pete is now his friend
Tim Tom unfollows.

He digs out wrongs of Tim
Finds him crooked and sly
So inducts in his team
Pete the nicest guy.

I can't hold back smile
Though at end of wit
How friendship is volatile
Sour turns a relation sweet.

I wonder why it's so
With life such a brief ride
We never really grow
Feel the need to be on same side.

A book
Turns its pages
With a soft gentle stir
The flip of the edges
And the sounds that murmur

The stories
Unfolds its mysteries
Reciting the weight of its words
The stops and the lapses
Add intrigue to their worlds.

The end
Like's to be chased down
By overzealous beginnings
The length of the passage
Is the story of the innings

I wouldn't get your love anymore
Babe, just smile at me one last time
I can't stop my tears from falling down
Just turn your eyes back to me one last time!

I don't want you to back to me
but don't get me wrong,
I don't want you to be next to me
Just listen to my song.
I don't want anything anymore
Just talk to me one last time!

I wouldn't see you at my door
at full moon night
You can go on your own way
I have no more fight
left in me, I know
I know I have no right anymore!

I have nothing to say
You do not need to stay
Do not need to stay close to me
My heart is broken but I can see
You're dreaming without me!

Do you have a heart or not
Do you have love for me or not
If you stay apart from me
Still then, have a good time,
Have a good time all the time.

Flashing colors
A tightening of the lungs
Then, a loss of consciousness

And I free myself again