By Pranam Rai
With the next breath i take Let me be born again
And wipe the slate clean The spilled be met with rake Piles to that i give gasoline And from its flame
Let me be born again
So i can lean
To the to the wall
Standing opposite to Vastness of this world
Just naive like a child I can trust everything
The concept of truth or lie
Will not die but never born
Let me be born again