| Raghav Kempanna Thammaiah ( @ 2006-02-25 19:37:00 |
The horizon, its end and its beyond...
A recurring dream of a distant land,
Of a world dressed in bright white,
The snow capped mountains,
The clear gushing river,
A road cut into the rocky cliff,
The whiff of breeze that hints of spring,
Of Absolution and Eternal Bliss,
The dream of boundless freedom,
Free spirit, Free thought, a free me,
A dream of a road, a nice ride, and
No direction, no destination
Hell, this is reality, it is jus a dream
A recurring dream of a distant land,
Of a world dressed in bright white,
The snow capped mountains,
The clear gushing river,
A road cut into the rocky cliff,
The whiff of breeze that hints of spring,
Of Absolution and Eternal Bliss,
The dream of boundless freedom,
Free spirit, Free thought, a free me,
A dream of a road, a nice ride, and
No direction, no destination
Hell, this is reality, it is jus a dream