The Push

The  Push  -  Kashmir

the  city  is  a  trap

in  which  we  fling  our  worries

and  grasp  for  somebody＇s  promise

of  the  good  life

forever  changing  plans

restrained  by  envious  spirits

and  wanting  to  want  to  give  in

and  go  for  the  country

my  love  will  always  be

of  vibrent  and  dense  traffic  music

that  fills  me  up  when  nothing  is  expected

the  push

and  the  shock

the  handshake  that  could  changing  be  your  direction

the  mess

and  the  chaos

the  sounds  of  someone  close  to  falling  apart

don＇t  wake  me  from  the  dream

don＇t  shake  me  from  the  notion

that  the  day  will  come

and  I＇ll  belong  and  not  be  lost

so  far  away  from  hell

from  unpaid  debts  and  world  war

where  my  bare  feet  are  walking  on  dew

whituot  treading  a  needle

on  a  needle

the  push

and  the  fall

the  handshake  to  the  change  of  your  direction

the  mess

and  the  chaos

the  sounds  of  someone  close  to  falling  apart