About things we hold close.
About things that we hold with pride.
Why does the world become a scary omen?
When you decide to follow the scent of a woman.
Why can't we bless a friend's love with joy?
And not think of the void created by some boy.
Why can't we show unconditional love to the young one?
And not restrict a hug to only after a job's done.
Why love in boundaries?
Isn't it stronger than seven seas?
Why hold your heart in chains?
And give yourself, so much pain.
Why seek happiness forever?
And not believe in now or never?
I know why,
So i don't cry.
It's the same answer.
In every eye.
'Coz we are scared.
Of being alone.
And stand without
The chains on my bones.
That were put to hold me with the crowd.
Have become the support,
I can't live without.
Because,we can't be brave.
The brave end in a grave.
We can't face the crowd.
And not be afraid.
Majority is right.
Is not always true
But who'll tell them.
If not me and you.
But no we'll not,
Step against the tide.
And not care if the world is on our side.
'Coz you and me can't lead the way.
We are not heroes,who change the day.