Gitanjali

The lightning splits the ice
Thunder twice
Swallowed by rain
When black floods
Slit the hills
A turnpike filled
I am a weed by the wall
Gitanjali, keep swimming
The aching void in me
Sings softly
I fear no one
A cold hand at my door
The sinking floor
I am a soul on the run
Gitanjali, keep swimming
Goodbye to all of you
It’s useless to refuse the muse
Let’s carry on for future generations gone
Gitanjali, keep swimming
Goodbye to all of you
It’s useless to refuse the muse
Let’s tie one on to future generations gone
And between living and dying
There’s a third thing, yes
The victorious has left the room
Gitanjali, keep swimming