Homage

I'll wait at the door
I'm afraid I may lose my soul
Even if for a fraction of time
My dream was somebody else's not mine?

But nobody cares enough
I could make the time, but I'd rather be numb
Oh, just for tonight

When we are born we make our lies
Then we pay homage and die

I've counted my stairs
I know I have my folks waiting above
But I can't deny I have cried on the
Scars of age on ones I love

But nobody cares enough
My friend she looks stiff on the photograph
She tells me she smiled

When we are born we make our lies
Then we pay homage and die
It's a slow march to belong
And we pay homage and we're gone

Now I am cold but I believe
That I will grow old before I leave
I will grow old before I leave
I will grow old before I leave



Credits
Writer(s): Prabahan Shakya
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