alone in the sun

Alone in the sun

Walking on the beach

Dreaming of the memories

Nobody can see

Walking on the water

The waves licking it erotically

Touching the soft weathered beaten skin

Dreaming of the memories

Alone in the sun

Watching the naked sun shines

The golden rays on the naked skin

Putting marks of memory

Alone in the sun

Walking on the beach

Feeling the heat rising

The hot wind blowing carelessly

The beach sunbathers

Half naked the women

In public display on the beach

The sun riding it with its marks

Alone in the sun

The whistling of the wind

Walking on the beach

Dreaming of the memories

the glaring truth

The glaring truth

The dig up as many dirt as possible

Finding ways to mark a charge

Though it reads lack of substance

It is in the opposition camp

What else is new in framing the charges?

Though AGC and Macc know

It is merely to paint a tainted flow

Like the one we find on the walls

Where the rowdy boys will paint

In the wee hours of the dim morning

Feeling good to make their artistic pursuit

A few billions dollar man

There is no digging there is no interrogation

By his word of merely a donation

It is only disclose when foreign news spread

Everything is kept quiet

The round up of the players

Cut them away to fend for themselves

Afraid to face the truth

As of today he is walking free

The few billions dollar man

There is no framing of charges

Every agency seems to stay quiet

The people are watching

Knowing what to do next election

The city and town folks will know it

It is only the rural folks lack conviction

the tainted life

The tainted life

It grows in the bad

Once it is in

It will take a while

The tainted life

The bad sign always there

It will not go away

It sticks like a mad lover

There is no light or dark

It is always there in the life

The way when on the wrong turn

Eyes wide open mind surely knows

But the tainted life

It will not go away

It grows into it

It takes a while

Even every good deed

In the back of the mind

The tainted life still stands

There is no light or dark

rent or buy

Rent or buy?

The prospective homeowners try

They look for homes to stay

In this competitive supply

The demand curve is high

The supply line is flat

The developers can manipulate

The pricing of the homes

Unless you move a lot

On your work without a permanent base

Rent is the better option

You will not tie down with payments

It can run through a life time

It is basically jailed you in your life

It will make a permanent dent in your income

Everyday you wish y-ou can pull it through

Buying a home is a long term investment

It will lock in your income for a life time

Unless you have a permanent employment

Else rent is the better option

Rent or buy?

Everybody will seek an answer

It comes down to your permanent base

Else it is better to rent and enjoy life

the mighty will fall

The Titanic was unsinkable

Once in the ocean sailing

Nature took control

The Titanic sunk many lives lost

In European Cup

England could win over Iceland

With the expensive stars in the squad

But Iceland wrote her story

Iceland is a small nation

A population over 300,000

Britain has over 66 million

English players couldn't make it

Back home Bee Anne doesn't see

The leaders think they will stay forever

They have the largest membership

They think they can crush opponents

Bee Anne forgets about history

Empires fell rapidly

Political parties too suffered

Majority but how it fell

David and Goliath

The moment of truth and flourish

The right moment to make history

The story of the small man

The walls are crumbling

Though repairing works done

The unity will not hold it longer

It is built on cash is king

the ghosts

The ghosts like to play

In our eyes we will see

In the dim light of a dark

The eyes shining back

The eyes can't tell lie

The scream will light up the night

The fear in the eyes

The ghosts smile wickedly

Some will get sick

The shivering of a fear

The ghosts will come a calling

Disturbing the living souls

The medical doctors can't cure

No medicines will help it

It is back to temples and churches

The reading of the scriptures

Sometimes it is too late

The ghosts will take the souls away

Once a person is hit by a ghost

Don't waste time take immediate action

arrogance knows no bounce

Arrogance knows no bounds

The way of public services

The leaders should be humble and nice

But we see the other way round

The ground has cracked

The arrogant leaders still talk big

Come a day they will realize

In Bamboo River they will hide

The divide and rule

It hasn't changed till today

The arrogant leaders still behave

The cronies back the way

It has to change

A new party will take control

A different way to manage

The nation needs it badly

Of course the arrogant leaders will say

“Don't rock the boat row with us

Together we will climb to seek our vision”

But they do the back doors too often

It is better to change

Get a new mapping to progress

We must have our destiny in our hands

This is our country; this is our lives

unchain the gate

Unchain the gate

Let the entrance go free

Let the smiling faces see

The beauty in the eyes

Let us be free

We don't have to live in fear

Unchain the gate

Let the freedom flow

Break down the walls

Let the divide and rule go

Let the bad fall in disgrace

We don't need them no more

Put signs on religion

Don't let the people go astray

Walking around in a daze

Unchain the gate

Put in chains

The borrowers of bad

Let them rot in jail

Don't let them see the light of day

Unchain the gate

Let the entrance go free

Put signs on the maze

We don't need to walk in a daze

for money many will fall

For money many fall

They think of no consequences

They are willing to sell their souls

For the short term joy and happiness

They don't see the bigger picture

They think of their own needs

They don't see beyond their race

They think it is for the good

They don't use their minds to ponder

The consequences befall on them

Many will say where is hell?

They don't see it in their lives

For money many fall

They think they can live well

They can take what is offered

They don't think of the consequences

For money many fall

They dare to go where angels run

Hell is always there for the bad

Maybe they don't believe it all

don't let it spread

Don't let it spread

The fanatics antics to the nation

She doesn't need this

She has enough on her plate

The police must act immediately

The tweeter king seems so quiet

When he should act quickly

Unless he is waiting for order

The damage has been done

The fanatics win the initial offering

Now they may want to test further

And see what they will gain by it

The weak leaders so busy

Collecting the goods from the wagon train

They don't hear or read about it

So soaked up to fill their needs

The nation of colourful people

They have enough of it lately

Maybe all should march together

Saving the nation from falling grace!

the weak leaders

The weak leaders

It makes the nation cry

Of the colourful people

Living in division and fear

The scandals led leadership

The opening room for exploitation

The fanatics who try to torch values

To make their own devilish marks

Read the scriptures sincerely

It tells you how wrong everything is

We are children of God

Death and Life belong to Almighty

The authorities stay silence

The groundwork of decades become hollow

Now the truth we are taken for a ride

The bad songs playing in the air

warming the bodies before the fall

The trap is set

It will not go away

Hiding out for a good cause

The change we seek to find

Let the corruptors feel

The services of the good

Let them feel the fire burning

Warming the bodies before the fall

The knockout punch will be delivered

The crying nation needs it anyway

No matter how it is done today

The light has to shine

The songs of the bad

It never rings in the ears

The change in the wind

The template must be removed

Let them sing the bad songs

Out of keys out of range

But the wind is changing direction

The undercurrent tsunami will hit

The nation needs it anyway

The minds looking for a change

It has to happen to this colourful nation

Before the ills swallow us all

cash is king

The Money Lord walking free

He makes his way calling his days

The movements of his money

The greedy ones make to his door

Mind you they say

Cash is king everyday

The buying of souls

As long as the cash stays

The leaders of marked souls

They will take the fall for the money

Living in this world

Cash is king everyday

The poor and homeless

Only watch and dream

The day will be

The bad day in the mind

As long as the good ones stay quiet

Thinking Nature will make the fight

They all will be wrong

They have to make it right

Cash is king

When people forget about sins

Don't dream of paradise

It is darkness in the eyes

the single life

The single life

Everyone wants a share

The world is watching

Sometimes it passes by

The parents will be busybody

About neighbour's daughters

About neighbour's sons

Or friends or friend's friends

The single life

Sometimes it stays good

Sometimes it is lonely

Choose and live with it

Every life has a purpose

The way life should be

Everyone has choices

Sometimes it passes by

The single life

Everyone wants a share

Sometimes it stays good

Sometimes it passes by

sometimes it comes back

Sometimes it comes back

The haunting images of the past

It will start to give the nightmares

The night will never be the same

If you do bad things

Hiding it well within your walls

You think nobody will know

The bad infested mind

When the fire is burning

No bad wants to go in

It is when the fire is in amber

Slowly the bad will creep in

The sleepless nights cry

It makes you imagine all kinds

The shadows in the darkness

The mind will play tricks

Sometimes it comes back

The haunting images of the past

The sleepless nights cry

You want to come out and fly

the mummy girls

The mummy girls

They come out at nights

They are pretty in sexy attires

The nights are the hunting ground

The mummy girls

They have money in their minds

They will do what is required

They will make the men forget

The pressures of life

The nagging wives or girlfriends

The working problems and back stabbing

The financial burdens gripping minds

Yes..they are the mummy girls

They make the men feel so free and needed

All they want the money they will earn

In the nights they make the shine

The mummy girls

They come out at nights

They will make the men forget

In the nights they make the shine

the truth hurts

The truth hurts

Who say it isn't?

It is better to get it over

Then trying to live in a lie

It is better to own it up

Cut the chase makes the call

There is nothing to lose

Feel the pain at least the truth

Telling lies will not last

It can't be hidden for good

One day it has to leak out

By then where to hide

The truth hurts

It is better to get it out

No more digging holes

On a straight road

the bad cry

The Bamboo River is singing

The river of tears falling down

The ringing sound in the mind

The bad cry the fall of grace

Why lose your soul in this world?

Playing a game of lies and corruption

It will lead you to disgrace

When history will say about the event

It is better to lose in this world

Live the humblest and honest way

Do the good all the times

The evil will stay out of life

But many have failed to see

In this world they think they are great

When Death makes his way

No wealth will buy your freedom

Tell the truth it will save your soul

On a quiet night the Bamboo River sings

The bad is afraid to see the fall

When Death makes his way

dreams never die

Dreams never die

It stays behind waiting for a time

As long as the fire is burning

There will come a day

Who says dreams have to die?

It is why we are living

Looking forward to see

How dreams will turn out to be?

Maybe we will find obstacles

Stacking up high like a brick wall

Make it looks like a maze

We can run or walk in circle

But how long dreams to hide?

It is the person who dreams it will decide

As long as one is passionate about it

Dreams will turn out into reality

the circle will return

The ya-men rule

That's the way they feel

They kick out all the dissidents

They can't stand criticisms

One man afraid to go

He can't face the bad

How long he will hide?

The truth will strike him down

He better gets ready

Bamboo River is singing

Today he feels he has control

Every ya-man behind his back

The institutions seem contaminated

The action or decision tell it clearly

The ring of untruth circulates

But Bamboo River calling them

Saying the name of God

Showing how holy they can be

But calling God's name

They are afraid of the fall

Now they think they rule

The ya-men in expensive suits

They want to lord over the people

They forget the circle will return

the ring of circle

The walls put up

Some with electric fences

Surrounded by the bad faces

The darkness surely falling in

Living in fear of the fall

The taste of the power game

The controlling spreading wide

The ring of circle one shouldn't forget

Each of us will realize

It is better to do good now

Leave the bad behind

Learn to be humble

Death is a sure thing

You can't hide from it

When the time which is unknown

It will come a calling without knocking

There is one

So much baggage and lies

He still doesn't realize it

Death is laughing all the way

He will be a good stock

Put up to let others see in hell

The ring of circle will hit

It has no feeling

The walls put up

Some with electric fences

It will not put Death away

It is better to do good now

the last candle in the darkness

All the yes men and women

They sing the same tune

It is good they stuck together

Of the bad they too are coated

Honesty throw away

The accountability seems in the dark

The corruption breeds on branches

Instead of standing separately and grow

The last candle in the darkness

All the yes men and women

They don't see the dim light

The shadows seem to get away

Though they can talk

The arrogance on their eyes

They don't see the dim light

It flickers to advice

All the yes men and women

They don't see a candle in the room

They don't see the dim light

Of the bad they too are coated

light or dark?

In life the only way certain

There is no argument or compromise

It can't achieve immortality

It is death when the day it was born

Living in the light and dark

Sometimes stepping on toes of the line

It makes the going tough for so many

Be the bad or be the good or do nothing

There is a choice

Life will have to choose

The good deeds or the bad

Doing nothing isn't an option

The life which breathes

It has to keep a record

In the eyes of the Creator

Nothing isn't an option

Life has to move

Learn to accept the consequences

Of the actions of a choice

Be the bad or be the good or do nothing

a brown moth

A brown moth flew

In the house yesterday

It stayed around

Flying into the rooms

It couldn't be found

It hid so well

I switched on the lights

The elusive moth couldn't be seen

When morning light painted the rooms

Searching for the moth couldn't be found

The curtains drawn back swept the floor

The brown moth couldn't be seen

It has to fly away

Else death will catch the moth

There is nothing for it to feed

Only death watching to collect its victim

a nice way to exit

A nice way to exit

The carpeted floor silence creeps

There is nothing to say

The self interests over-ride all else

The gateway to go

The darkness makes its way

In the mind there it stays

The story of a time

What else it bring?

The high profile cases run

Leaving a black mark

A nice way to exit

Fight the demons

Corruption on the rise

Greed taking rides

Only the nation cry

A nice way to exit

The silence creeps

What else it bring?

Leaving a black mark

the changing is putting marks

The demon's crusade

Into every port of call

The good ones are chased away

Leaving the bad to handle cases

The easy picking has arrived

The eyes of the bad finally hit jackpot

The picking of the earlier ones

It was peanut in the account

It has to happen

It has to be seen

It has to go the distance

It has to let the people see

The crumbling walls begin

There is no turning back the clock

The demons will meet the fall

Into the cauldron of fire

Now they can say

Talk big and stay arrogant

It has to happen

It has to be seen

The democratic dictator

He clears his desk for the new

He thinks he will stay on forever

A mistake he will live to suffer

The changing is putting marks

In every corner of the minds

There is the time of the change

Impossible but it will have

the mummy girls

The mummy girls

They came all walk of lives

In the city of neon lights

They wanted to get rich quickly

All these girls who worked

In the night through early morning

They wanted to get the quick money

In the nightclubs of heat and cigarettes

Beers, wine, and whisky

Bottles of brandy came easily

The mummy girls made the sale

They wanted to earn the fat commissions

The elderly men who came

They were the easy target to keep company

The mummy girls could earn their keep

For these businessmen were easy in their pockets

When the night was over

The clever girls would keep their catch

Some gone for one night stand

Others may go home with some cash

The mummy girls

They came from all walk of lives

In the city of neon lights

They wanted to get rich quickly

a memory of faded face

The bus stops on the hill

On a clear windy day I watch

Out of the bus she walks down

A pretty girl I see

Every man on the hill

She walks alone with her bag

Nobody makes a move

They watch her in their eyes and minds

Maybe they want to try

On the hill we don't see many

The pretty women who travel alone

On the cool hill of long ago

It's only at night on the cool breezes

I walk to her and the easy conversation

We become like a couple in the days ahead

The nights of whisper and the stories stay behind

The romance in the cool hill

The nights never a dull time

Friends may ask but no answer to share

It's the secret until the day arrives

Goodbye seems the hardest to say

She is going home across the sea

It's only the memories and faded face

A pretty girl I once knew

the baggage of ills

The voters never let the nation down

On the record they say to get the promises

The Bee Anne leaders will have to fulfilled

They will wait to get the benefits

Right on cue the Bee Anne leaders say

The opponents can't stay together

The fractured relationship how to rule?

The hounding faces appear

Let Bee Anne feel the glow

The lights will dim on the final run

Don't they realize it is on borrowed time?

The wheel of change will arrive

Go on and spin lies

Divide the people; use all the laws

The clock is ticking away

Bee Anne doesn't have the time to play

The worrying faces behind the doors

They know the end is closing in

They know the signs the bad things keep on beating

The bags are packed jet planes on standby

The nation needs a fresh air

Too much of the old stinks her nose

The baggage of ills affecting her house

She can't stand it she needs a change

don't leave your child in a car

Don't cry in pain

The boy has gone

In the place he hasn't known

Leaving the world he knew

It isn't his fault

The parent left him in the SUV

With running engine

What she was thinking?

Many times have been said

Don't leave your child alone in the car

With running engine smog get into it

It will cause pain and tragedy

The boy climbed over to the driver's seat

Monkeys see monkey do in a child eyes

Push the gear into place the car moves

He got panic jumped out of the car

Before he knew what was happening

The SUV rolled over and pinned him

He surrendered his life in scream and pain

Leaving his world he didn't want to go yet

To atone of his carelessness

His body parts were donated

Giving others a chance to live

It may help to ease his parents pain

Don't leave your children in the cars

You may not know what demons will play

By the time you come back to see

There may be no children playing

it has to happen

The freedom of the mind

It is blocked in the laws

You can't have the flow

Into the coconut shell you go

There are many reasons

The darkness draw us into

The light of freedom

The dark forces can't do

The city and town folks

They know the score

They aren't easily intimidated

They don't easily influence

The rural folks

They haven't seen the bad

The crumbs they receive

They think it is paradise

But it has to change

When it hits bottom

The rising will hit the chart

It has to happen!

if tomorrow will tell

The eagle soars in the sky

Flying alone in the white and blue clouds

Soaring high listening to the wind

Leaving the distance far behind

A woman looks to the sky

Feeling alone wondering why

The wind touches her hair

Painting curls whispering softly

She looks at the eagle

“Aren't you the same like me?

Soaring high but alone in the sky?”

She looks at the eagle thinking why

She has her chances in her life

She makes many mistakes now she is alone

Walking in the path feeling the pain in her heart

The years have flown away leaving her in pain

She just needs somebody

In her life to share and listen

Of the life she has to give

She's alone she can't soar high

The eagle soars high in the sky

Flying alone in the white and blue clouds

She just needs somebody

Of the life she has to share