Pink Paints

Its Monday 1am, me and pink Floyd

Im plugged in to my player, High-hopes by Pink Floyd.This is 7^th time this particular number is being played in a loop

................ The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever……………

And so, it goes again….and again and again…every syllable of this song holds immense meaning, bringing rushing memories of the forsaken thing called life and its bizarre ways.

Amazing this thing called music, how it can deflate a heavy battered soul with a satisfying pain with every drop of tear shed, whilst one relates oneself to the song., the heart screams ever so silently, melancholy while the burns of sins heal, shadows of broken dreams become shallow, mingled fears become ashes and so it goes again,

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded……………

With words of revenge daring to escape those lips,When u thought love was all you had,and love was all you’d known, carelessly bredding wrath within.

The grass was greener
The light was brighter………………………………………………………………………..