Death of a dream

(Chorus)

So little of happiness

So long to come

and oh don't blink

See! Its already over

Now back to your

Never-ending darkness

(End of chorus)

Forgive me

For I still lay crushed

The victim of your amusements

Like that flower

Whose petals you plucked

One by one

And with a tender amused smile

A beautiful thing killed

As you decide whether you loved me

Or loved me not

Forgive me

For there is an itching in my breast

And only one way to make it rest

To Share with you this bitter harvest

That thanks to you now lives in my chest

Forgive me

For I must pick another quarrell

Exchange reproaches

Add regrets

Trade tears

And hide fears

Forgive me

for I must show the burn in my heart

Forgive me

For I must pick a last argument

Forgive me

For i never learned to mourn the living

Forgive me

For I never was good with

mourning the death of a dream.

Sidharth Vardhan Writings