The world's a weird place
Sometimes so out of Grace
One mans joy is another's sorrow
One man gives to another's borrow
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From the darkest skies to the brightest sun
I travel, to go and come and again
From the misty mountains to the flat plains
I travel, to go and come and again
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Never let a moment fly away
That doesn't take your breath away
Time flies, waits for none
No second chances once done
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I am in a crowd, thinking aloud
Playing lost n found
Now I am me
Then I am he
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Stay Awhile
The day folds in, the birds return home
The sun sets, back from its daily roam.
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मैं तेरा बच्चा हूँ माँ
मैं खुद से नहीं आया हूँ माँ
भगवान के फरिश्ते उड़ के आए थे कोक में तेरी
दूर मेहरबा जन्नत से कहीं
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Running through the thick undergrowth
Unknown to where I was headed forth
The trees towering above like castles
Their branches meeting, leaving no holes
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One Mans Joy Is Another's Sorrow
The world's a weird place
Sometimes so out of Grace
One mans joy is another's sorrow
One man gives to another's borrow
Only to return with interest here
Or in another time somewhere
The beauty gets the lions share
The beast looks on in despair
To find in its deepest caves
A corner so soft it braves
It's burden with a smile so fresh
It brightens up it's very flesh
One man's joy is another's sorrow
One man gives to another' s borrow
The strong thumps his chest
The weak trembles in his breast
Only for a courage to rise so bright
Blinding the very fear with its light
For eons and eons to see
It's glowing triumph over tragedy
One mans joy is another's sorrow
One man gives to another's borrow
The famous flaunts the masses
The outcast cuddles in cornered classes
Before a wisdom sings aloud
To drown out the crowds' sound
Precious are the pearls rare
Fame all but vanishes in thin air
One man's joy is another's sorrow
One man gives to another's borrow.