Ayesha Jabbar

All that was is a distant dream
All fondness of memories drained

But in the heart is a gleam of truth
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To the idol, the labouring hand said;
be my hope and bring me joy,
for i cherish your form,
and in your being, rests my hope.
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My dear sorrow
love me true and deep
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Before i go, oh world
I want to fly

Spread my winds
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Nothing to live for
Nothing to die for
There's only you...
And nothing but you
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If tomorrow ever comes
leave in your heart a glimmer of hope
that draws in the light
and illuminates the soul
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Voices deep inside
that echo of dismay

And thoughts and bits of feelings
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​As i struggle to break free,
​t​he shadows pull me back

​Entangle my feet in debris of dreams​​
and pull my soul away from reality
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Your majesty holds me in awe
And fills ​my heart with a ​reverence deep
Oh lord! ​thine​ mastery
Kun Fayakun!
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I wait for ​the time when the dream shall be over
and when reality unfurls its wings

When all falsehood shall perish
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