Sunday, December 28, 2008

I want a million fingers (2001)

Wrote this song when I thought my mom was about to die. Touchwood, she hangs on till today.

I want a million fingers

I am seeing another goddess
About to leave my life
She said god was immortal
Now I know god's also lie

As she contemplates a wish
Of a soul trapped or escaped
I contemplate if in this reverie of love
I would have done with some hate

She used her finger for my nourish and sleep
To wipe the tears and the food from my cheek
Now when she is feeling to weak
And she sees that there is no food on my cheek
She rests her fingers and goes to sleep
As I fold one to count another day in this week.

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