Thursday, June 22, 2006
The Irony of the Human Soul
Once there was a calm pulse
Wary for the unknown
The youths are married to their phone
Their link to the other beyond them
Trapped, chained, shackled
Waiting for a beep that never came
The sinking to the Abyss
The worried frown
What is it for?
When bus rides was interesting
Wearing a uniform is a pride
The hamburger is new
Enlightened, energized, recharged
Swimming in a tune that never leaves
The rising of the senses
The plastic smiles
Why does the tear fall?
I suddenly want to write a song for you
No matter how my heart bleed
With every thought of you
Yet, there is something sweet lingering
The irony of the human soul
Wary for the unknown
The youths are married to their phone
Their link to the other beyond them
Trapped, chained, shackled
Waiting for a beep that never came
The sinking to the Abyss
The worried frown
What is it for?
When bus rides was interesting
Wearing a uniform is a pride
The hamburger is new
Enlightened, energized, recharged
Swimming in a tune that never leaves
The rising of the senses
The plastic smiles
Why does the tear fall?
I suddenly want to write a song for you
No matter how my heart bleed
With every thought of you
Yet, there is something sweet lingering
The irony of the human soul
# posted by Raymond Chng @ 3:06 AM 
