Big Empty
In survival find meanings to lives trade with bonds and belly fireflies Mind ranks one! alas, the soul cries factories shut life expires Pull out the mask and ask why world, I run all over your face, why world? can’t I own a dream, a big empty with no trace? Break of a day to middle of the nights half-naked minds shaking earth and skies After its done, do you feel old? does your easy chair carry your clay load? Pull out the mask and ask why world, I run all over your face? why world, can’t I own a dream, a big empty with no trace?
The recent conflict between Russia and Ukraine giving rise to speculations for a WW III, following 3 dark years of pandemic leads me to let some poignance out with this song. Do listen and share the word of peace if you can! Written, performed (vocals, guitars, tabla), arranged and produced by Subhrojyoti. © Subhrojyoti Roy Chaudhuri, March, 2022
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