Stick To The Soil
Stick To The Soil
I heard the laughing oceans
The waves do talk to me
They bury a thousand emotions
And each drop wants to be free
The wood says,
Brown is its colour
They do build greenery
The sun rays
And the fresh odour,
Build up the scenery
Let me stick to the soil
And give my blood to thee
No one here is so loyal
To take care, you see
My words, like the rain
Fall out and go in vain
My arms bear the strain
For you, I'm insane
No healing, nor the wind
Nothing suits me
Though my will, so much kind
I just want to be
A sapling in thy region
Shouting out for help
We kindness, with no reason
Cut it yourself
So,
Let me stick to the soil
And give my blood to thee
No one here is so loyal
To take care, you see