Our spirits suit well
I can feel
but I cannot reach you
in this world.
I want to be with you
nothing else to heal
trying everything
but i’m no help.
You can’t see me
my attempts
to please you
and to please myself
so you get angry
and i don’t know why
don’t know what to do
don’t know what to say.
You have your issues
i understand
not feeling safety
in this land
but i’m your friend
am i not?
So give me a chance
I pray to god
I give you money
I give you love
but nothing i offer
for youu is enough
You’re staying sad
and so get I
This is my Blues
of Mumbai.
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