Venetian Blinds

Dark wind blowing on our panes

Carries angst and menaces

Echoes and debris of parades

Miles away from where we fled to isolate

Hear these scraps of songs and crumbs of laughter carried high in our shaded skies

Stripes of smoke, thin beams of light slowly gather and propagate

Is it sane

To implicate our hearts

And intricate our lives?

Will it be vain to flee the fears we now should face?

Hear these scraps of songs and crumbs of laughter carried high in our shaded skies

Stripes of smoke, thin beams of light slowly gather and propagate

Feel these hints of joy through waves of despair, blinking low in our tired eyes

Quick bursts of hope through restless nights, surely doomed to evaporate

Is it sane

To implicate our hearts

And intricate our lives?

Will it be vain to flee the fears we now should face?

To implicate our hearts

And intricate our lives?

Will it be vain to flee the fears we now should face?

Down to the basic needs

Home with our closest peers

Waiting for the remedies

Who will miss out as time will freeze

Down to the basic needs

Home with our closest peers

Waiting for the remedies

Who will miss out as time will freeze

Down to the basic needs

Home with our closest peers

Waiting for the remedies

Who will miss out as time will freeze