Piece From The War

from by Asela Perera



Pray listen to my story,
As I try to make sense,
Of a world disbelieving,
Oh my every step every single time,

But it wouldn't matter,
If honey you were mine.

Oh quit living out the chases,
And stealing my thunder,
Making treadmills of my heart,
And then try to plunder,
What you would frame,
On the walls you face,
As a piece from the war.

That I have endured,
And smile while I suffer.


from Evenings In The Sun, released October 20, 2012
written, arranged and performed by Asela Perera


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