Far away from the maddening crowd
My fingers move and the hands dance
on the tunes of my head
and the song of my heart

Inking words and weaving tales
Stories end, people take birth
and then they die without a trail

Far away from the maddening crowd
My fingers move and the hands dance
From this name and from that moment
come out fables of wars and heroes
of might and love torn between the states
of heart and kingdoms of the commons and the greats.

Most dearest to me
is the tale of me and you
Reading all that I want to express
Keeping it hidden in the recesses of your heart and
yet making it true.

Falling for you
Was the hardest I ever fell
Feeling for you
The way I do
is the sweetest I’ve ever felt

As I end this tale
you start anew
for once in a day
I will listen to you

Tell me all that you know
and all that you don’t
Far from the maddening crowd
I weave a tale, between me and you.

I can be sun, fire
Moon and light.
Calm and shiny
Happy and bright

Right before your eyes
I will change the world for you.
All the things you dream of
Will surely come true

When we both get together
And we live the time of our lives,
the time of our lives.

Unaware of what she feared
she marched ahead running away
Never before she knew her fear
was enough to give her chills, though

Middle of the night
Wakes up fearful
of nothing but herself
Shadow follows her through the steps

The way out is too far from the sight
Time before the dawn
Too scared to look back
She stamps her feet
As if to break the stairs
And escape into another hell
May or may not be worse
She chooses between the unknowns.

Its is herself whom she fights
among her rights and wrongs
she runs from the one to another
Seeking salvation or
freedom songs

A piece of momentary freedom
That’s all she desires
No time to even **** herself
Her dark side conspires.

The steps don’t seem to end
Round wells of darkness
she wanted to escape
growling, in her mind
full of rage
loathing her golden cage.