Madhuvan
Always almost there...
That ledge is the only thing I ever see
Born in the heat to keep it always out of my reach
Grab on a hold each treasure while you go
Before they turn to sand, this man is all alone
Haze
What a storm, what a maze
Which one
Which one which one's the way
Lust
Lost his trust
Now roams the barren dunes
Bones continue to rust
Up and down, up and down
Up and down, up and down
We go
Always almost there...
That ledge is the only thing I ever see
Worn so hollow from that shadow over me
Boundless above my ancient holds it close
Over, still closer than I've ever known
Well if I had it all, if I had it all
What life would leave me satisfied?
All of this gold, all of this gold
It don't weigh enough to make this life
Whole
Shelter
Something felt
Sure
Molten beads of His lotus feet
Dangle by his belt
Pure, pure, pure
Bhagavatam
Dhruva, madhuvan
Deep into the forest
He will go
No more demon roars
That ledge is the only thing I ever see
Born in the heat to keep it always out of my reach
Grab on a hold each treasure while you go
Before they turn to sand, this man is all alone
If I had it all, if I had it all
What life would leave me satisfied?
All of this gold, all of this gold
Don't weigh enough to make this life whole
That ledge is the only thing I ever see
Born in the heat to keep it always out of my reach
Grab on a hold each treasure while you go
Before they turn to sand, this man is all alone
Haze
What a storm, what a maze
Which one
Which one which one's the way
Lust
Lost his trust
Now roams the barren dunes
Bones continue to rust
Up and down, up and down
Up and down, up and down
We go
Always almost there...
That ledge is the only thing I ever see
Worn so hollow from that shadow over me
Boundless above my ancient holds it close
Over, still closer than I've ever known
Well if I had it all, if I had it all
What life would leave me satisfied?
All of this gold, all of this gold
It don't weigh enough to make this life
Whole
Shelter
Something felt
Sure
Molten beads of His lotus feet
Dangle by his belt
Pure, pure, pure
Bhagavatam
Dhruva, madhuvan
Deep into the forest
He will go
No more demon roars
That ledge is the only thing I ever see
Born in the heat to keep it always out of my reach
Grab on a hold each treasure while you go
Before they turn to sand, this man is all alone
If I had it all, if I had it all
What life would leave me satisfied?
All of this gold, all of this gold
Don't weigh enough to make this life whole
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Writer(s): Richard Louis Mitarotonda
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