Glitch Bird - Jhula

Static

I don't know how we ended here
A night turned into a year
Stepped into a slope where the air was fear
Silent promises made us unclear

Kept aiming cold, and
Growing stones
Present is unreachable

I guess we must be learning
The feeling must be fading
I just can't find another way

Instead of carrying this paper throne
Getting used to try what others love
Gifts that behave as ropes
Kind failures
Denial as a way of thought
While life burns slow

Kept on thinking living on the road
In this flesh I call my own but I never feel

There are plenty ways to get there
Guided by one's fear while trying not to care

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Writer(s): Santiago Narváez Herrasti, Santiago Narváez
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