Before you came things were just what they were: the road precisely a road, the horizon fixed, the limit of what could be seen, a glass of wine no more than a glass of wine.

With you the world took on the spectrum radiating from my heart: your eyes gold as they open to me, slate the colour that falls each time I lose all hope.

With your advent roses burst into flame: you were the artist of dried-up leaves, sorceress who flicked her wrist to change dust into soot. You lacquered the night black.

As for the sky, the road, the cup of wine: one was my tear-drenched shirt, the other an aching nerve, the third a mirror that never reflected the same thing.

Now you are here again - stay with me. This time things will fall into place; the road can be the road, the sky nothing but the sky; the glass of wine, as it should be, the glass of wine.

Basically the women in my life have spoilt the peace of my mind. Strange. To this extent?

I have't seen a parallel to myself in endurance, patience, determination and honesty, all bunched together. Still they managed to take away peace of my mind ,piece by piece.

All of them say that they are magically attracted to me. But they can't bewith me for some cosmic reasons. And behanchod(trans:sister fucker) they cry before me for not being able to be with me; yeah all of them have reasons which are reasonable to themselves. I understand the resonability of all the reasons. And in the end I am again left alone. Dry life.

Don't know why people walk into my life only to walk out.

I was cleaning my email box as it became too huge, when I saw this very old mail from MOM. And for some reason this morning I ended up laughing at the content of it. So what MOM!!

It was only one hour ago It was all so different then Nothing yet has really sunk in Looks like it always did

This flesh and bone Is just the way that we are tired But there's no way home I grieve For you You leave me

So hard to move on Still loving what's gone Still life carries on Carries on and on

The news that truth sucks Is the empty empty place While the firelight rides the rocks The empty empty place And I can't hide all this I grieve For you You leave me

Let it out and move on Missing what's gone Still life carries on Still life carried on and on and on

Life carries on in the people I meet And everyone that's out on the street And all the dogs and cats And the flies and rats And the rod and the rust In the ashes and the dust

Life carries on and on and on and on Life carries on and on and on.

Just the car that we ride in The home we reside in The face that we hide in The way we are tied in

As life carries on and on.

Did I dream this belief Or did I believe this dream Now I will find relief I grieve