I never asked for the sun
nor did i ask for the sky
why then the night never ends
why my hopes fails to get wings

I never asked for the breeze
nor did i ask for the rain
why then the wind breaks into my existence
why there is no end to the seething pain

Now I stand alone
a heart full of stone
voices pass me by
my feelings silently lie

the volcano is dormant now
there is no traces of its active self
the eyes look vacantly at the sky
You and your words a bunch of lie

senses sordid
dreams dry and dead

everyday I bent a bit more
like the weeping willow across your deserted shore
what has happened to the sky
nobody knows, nobody tries

everything is a lie
everything is a lie