I kept on breaking and drowning, What kind of connection is this? I kept on breaking and drowning, What kind of connection is this?

Your Hollow soul, my hollow heart, everything falls apart... Your Hollow soul, my hollow heart, everything falls apart...

This poem is about the wonders of nature and humans exploiting it This poem is about the wonders of nature and humans exploiting it

Colors and shades, Hues and tinges, Colors and shades, Hues and tinges,

Life has many shades, To explore... Life has many shades, To explore...

My grand dad, the jack fruit seed he planted When I was born his wish to the god was granted. My grand dad, the jack fruit seed he planted When I was born his wish to the ...