The book was opened years ago
The story was always a blur
The author’s still unidentified
The plot holds a gift, not a curse
When you’re feeling lonely,
Take a walk and think of me.
Breathe in all that is pretty
As though you’ve little to carry.
My dear, hold your chin up
The sky’s clear at last
The stars are your audience
You’re the hero, the leading cast
You’re never alone
I’ve left the crew behind
The story must go on
You’re the hero till the end
Walking by those trees
Past those walls
Over those roads
Across those fences
Just like we were floatin’
Summer breeze kissing us
Through our hair
On our skin
On our illusive faces
Just like we were imaginin’
All was captured in the walk
We were there through every blink
“Lonely” could never be you
Even after this story ends
You’re never alone
I’ve left the crew behind
The story must go on coz
You’re the hero till the end
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 10:15 AM UTC
The book was opened years ago
The story was always a blur
The author’s still unidentified
The plot holds a gift, not a curse
When you’re feeling lonely,
Take a walk and think of me.
Breathe in all that is pretty
As though you’ve little to carry.
My dear, hold your chin up
The sky’s clear at last
The stars are your audience
You’re the hero, the leading cast
You’re never alone
I’ve left the crew behind
The story must go on
You’re the hero till the end
Walking by those trees
Past those walls
Over those roads
Across those fences
Just like we were floatin’
Summer breeze kissing us
Through our hair
On our skin
On our illusive faces
Just like we were imaginin’
All was captured in the walk
We were there through every blink
“Lonely” could never be you
Even after this story ends
You’re never alone
I’ve left the crew behind
The story must go on coz
You’re the hero till the end
