Here I am working days and nights out,
Coffee,cigarettes and symphonic shout.
Anything to keep me awake.
Anything to give me that shake,
that sever me from the doze,
and give me that pose,
Not to stop, not to rest,
And listen to my mind’s behest.
For I have listened to my heart more oft,
And been a prey to carnal craft.
I know I cannot remain awake till eternity,
To fall into her arms is my destiny.
But I cannot let peace in mind last,
Coz silence vivifies ghosts of my past.
Coffee,cigarettes and symphonic shout.
Anything to keep me awake.
Anything to give me that shake,
that sever me from the doze,
and give me that pose,
Not to stop, not to rest,
And listen to my mind’s behest.
For I have listened to my heart more oft,
And been a prey to carnal craft.
I know I cannot remain awake till eternity,
To fall into her arms is my destiny.
But I cannot let peace in mind last,
Coz silence vivifies ghosts of my past.
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