Track 7 Interlude: For India

{Acoustic Guitar + Voice with a vaguely “Dust in the Wind” feel}

 

I’m sorry.

Words don’t have the means to say

And at sunset

It’s only you.

I’m sorry

Did it have to be this way?

When you wake up alone

Throwing pebbles at the moon

Don’t smile

Don’t cry

What’s the doctor’s order for a hole in your life?

It’s not right, it’s not right, it’s not right.

Isa…

Is a hope coming soon?

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