Where do you run in such a hurry?
To the embracing arms of god,
Or to relish a feast, spread by the lord
Is there someone there to ferry?
To another bank of this mad river.
"Going Home", you say, and I stare
"What is home?", I''ve never known
"What do you do there?", I seek by my own
"It`s night!, I am going to sleep"
I died in laughter that day and my life long.
Slept, I have all this life, right here
On this solid ground, slept in peace.
No lack of mirth, in my hungry
Soul
No lack of bruises, on my lonely body
And, Slept I have in peace, right here.
"Why on the streets?", you demand to know
"Help yourselves", you seem to say
"Why, Where and How?", my eyes plead
Do you have the time to show me the way?
Poor Helpless
Soul, you simply walk away.
