Today I woke up, same like every night Mesmerised by dreams so bright Chasing strangers that I don't know But convinced they'll help me grow A stranger's arm on my shoulder What is in the eyes of the beholder? I forgot, forgot that I must not Blot my lips in the blind spot And life can be ever so simple In the depth of the child's dimple The God of Wine succumbs to frenzy With libido levels rising immensely Still young enough to lie and deny Too indifferent to even heave a sigh Hopeful for the days yet to come But leaving things unsaid, undone Ready to simplify this life's motion By adding value to my only notion Of facilitating the itinerary I am ready P-chan (c) 2012
