The Song Of That Time

That song
It lives with me
It wrenches my heart
Time and again
It rekindles
The betrayal, the guilt
The love, the heartbreak
The pain...
You are there in that song
even today...


  1. There is no guilt.
    I am the song.
    Let the song live,
    like love, like God.
    Let it flow, the pain..
    Time and again
    I shall come and sing to you
    lullabies of hope
    Why do we fall? So we can pick ourself up.


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