My Way

My Way

Reeking smell of that clogged sink
Full of the flavors of my portions
Brewed on that 3 legged pot
That your mother sent for Christmas
With a note, 'feed him well'
She didn't know, you preferred to eat out
In the drain they went, day-in, day-out

Strong smells of the crisp of my heart
Washed away by floods of self-petty
Why-oh-why, do I gravitate towards the fire
In the growing ash piles remains the beat
That knew nothing but the contours of your shadow
What you used to be, what we were
When our eyes danced with the moon
When we made wishes on falling stars

We lost our way, I lost my way
On the wake of my dropping chin
Behind brick walls we called our dreams
I stared at them when the toiling stop
They don't carry the joy I envisaged
No, not pleasurable shared alone
Neither is breaking them down like I did
When I click-clocked on the empty road
Looking for my way again

I thought you would follow
Looked back to see only shadows of trees
Tried to listen, thought you sent a note with the birds maybe
'I am sorry, you are my only one, my heart'
I know, I heard, how you breathe easy
Stepping easy on the soul of my heart
Bathing on sweat of a thousand rivers
Flowing on colorless skirts and gravel roads

I sleep a minute earlier every night
Pacing slowly on the tracks of my yesterday
Seeking drums and whistles of the island
Where I reign, laugh and dance
Content with my crown, putting back the jewels
Content with the God in me
Content with my way again