That Kaleidoscope

In the broken kaleidoscope of songs long-forgotten, I sometimes hear your voice float around.Like it has entered my life somehow, but isn't ready to leave.

They seem to be calling me to some place,where I think i must have been to in my dreams.Somewhere close to the home of my limitless heart.

I wake up suddenly and find my mind fluttering in a haze of things I could not say.Trapped in a limbo inside the mind of a person in whose shoes I could never be.

I feel like I was on a highway to peace, but suddenly my car broke down,and there is no one around I can call out for help.

Your face, a distant memory now still manages to seem so vivid at nights,when I'm quarreling myself to sleep.There must be something that I have left unfinished.Something that I could not say, Something that you did not hear. Something that didn't fall into place.

I'm scared to admit the things I feel, scared to call out your name. What if you don't answer back, this time over again? Sometimes I want to torch up my love, set every thing aflame and wait till my heart gets charred by the smoke... The smoke of all that my fiery love had to offer.

All those times when my composure starts to tear at its seams,all the hell that I'd kept well tucked-up, breaks lose somehow.And then a hundred vivid illusions begin to cloud my senses.And it scares me like a child who lost her father on a busy street.

When the tiredness of the barren heart,that's long forgotten love, when it seeps into my soul,I suddenly realise I lost something I didn't even know I wanted so bad, all along.Somewhere between the heartaches,when my luck outran my love, I realise I did all that I could.

Then out of nowhere, that bout of love suddenly hits me like a dose of dope,knocking my senses out. And all the things that I could not say,just flash through my mind like little specs of different hues and colors.

Then all ceases to exist.Silence scales the miles in between, and there's nothing left for me to feel.All ceases and just that yearning remains.That part of me that wished to be loved, will soon now fade away.And then you'll find what's left of me, in that broken kaleidoscope.