Voices Portion 11: Zaqqum

I saw dead souls in your eyes....
Burying them with the soil of sorrow....
Along the watch tower gazes a hero....
Shoveling your deeds as you walk mellow...

I saw Dead souls in your eyes...
With nothing to hold, bye bye...

I saw dead souls in your eyes...
I wish we could bring them back alive...

I saw dead souls in your eyes...
With my ship which sails in a fish bowl...
And the stars that give me hope to hold...
Let's see what is at the end of the road...

I saw dead souls in your eyes...
Boiling in stubborn heat of a whelm...
The tree that has heads of devils...
Awaits your end like an elm...

I saw Dead souls in your eyes...
With nothing to hold, bye bye...

I saw dead souls in your eyes...
I wish we could bring them back alive...

Reflect!

The Sailing Ship - The Unlearned Love

I cannot sing a song alone...

And I need you to sing along...

Much times have passed...

With pain and some with wounds...

I wish I could bring...

Those times alive...

Dribbling on through my life......

Let’s see that sunshine while the sky cry......

No wonder we stay and we are there...

Have to say it was just a nice time....

We brought up those stories in a sphere...

That goes by...

Goes by no one knows where...

Dribbling on through my life.....

Let’s see that sunshine while the sky cry.......

Oh mother marry...

Bring her back to me or let it be...

I couldn’t see the dream after the sleep...

I kept wake to the sound of her thought...

She blew the trumpet I once sought...

Dribbling on through my life......

Let’s see that sunshine while the sky cry.......

Reflect!

My Woman made of stars - She an Ornament

A wave for me is she...

Her eyes like a shore of a diamond seas

Made from all the stars in the universe

Her smile as she wakes the sky

With those sunshine hair and that magical sigh

Made from all the melody in heaven

I wish my woman wakes me up at 7

We drive around

With the scent of her sound

Once again she brings bliss around

A wave for me is she...

Your hands are like pearls for me...

Your sight is a heaven to be...

Nothing compares to your sweet melody...

To walk miles together are we...

I wish my woman wakes me up at 7

We drive around

With the scent of her sound

Once again she brings bliss around