Rise anyway You rose this morning To the grey sun aberrantly not the golden one The dew on the leaf not dewy Enough to envy The bridge that bore the weight Seems too uptight Rise anyway; The chirping birds are playing silly Today A lot of red herring Your Way The stream that once incessantly rambled Chose to hush hush So quiet that tranquility Literally is no rush So rise anyway; Rise anyway; Courtesy by: Mr. ಝಾಕೀರ್ Old student JNV Galibeedu



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