Mad Haven

Tonight, It's two in the night

But am I right, to write

Or am I wrong because it's been too long

These words, This song, could go on and on

But it doesn't matter to you,  you're long gone. 

'Tis good to grieve,' tis good to let the tears flow

But Even as I watched the body burn

I don't know why, I didn't cry

It didn't matter, we're all going to die

You sure did, and one day so will I

Heh, but life you see it's a funny thing

You'd think it'll move one, some peace bring

But part of me's still stuck in that funeral home 

And I crumble like the Ash, made from your bone

Swirling all around, and all alone

Don't get me wrong though, there's no denial 

No unresolved feelings or never ending trials

Fate has been kind, in its own way

And I might have progressed, one might say

Yet I yearn for just one thing I fear 

I wish, I wish you were here

But no matter, however gray the skies may be 

You were my sunshine, and always will be

And No mountain's too high, No ocean's too deep

As long as long as you're next to me, unbowed, unshaken

My refuge, My Mad Haven. 

From Me to You

I'm trying my best, I can't lie

I thought I was ready, for this Goodbye

But as you walked outside the door

Three words, six strings whisper

Please Don't Go.

Minutes would flutter seconds would fly

Time flew funny with you nearby

Momentous years,  in a moment nevermore

Stay a while longer

Please Don't Go.

She deserves better, she'll be better off

Is what my cage of silver linings is made of

Still Hope still springs eternal though

It might seem silly, I know

But Please Don't Go

But those aren't the words, I want to leave you with

If part we must, make the most of it

So here they are, from this bum to thee

Be free, Be the song YOU want to be

And Somewhere down the road should we meet

In the Perth Summer, or on a chilly Vancouver street

A Stella or a Gina around my arm, and you with somebody's son

Always know, It was you

You were the one.

Roopkund

There lies a lake, A mirror for the gods
Shining on the bones of the dead
Covered in ice,  Covered by snow
O'er the Whistling mountains is where it lies

I set out with puffed chest and tightened belt
A spring in the step, a tune on the lips,
A week or a month I did not care
The miles ahead seemed just like a bit

Waters of divine reflection
Blue are your depths
My sorrows no more can I face
Lend me your calm embrace
O'er the Whistling mountains, where you lie

But the mountain laughed, Whistling Screams
Sun and sorrow, darkened body and soul
You are not worthy, moaned the wind
And blew me away, I was forsaken

Water of divine reflection
Blue are your depths
I'll return, having paid my debts
Until then fare thee well
O'er the Whistling mountains where you lie
O'er the Whistling mountains where you lie.....