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An Helpless Man

You come with some voice of knocks
To the ground house of windows
where all wreathed grey
You hit there
Always with some cash in your hand
That is the voice
The voice of you
Theres a slang
on your way
A piteous one
Loneliness
A gentle one
You used to like it
Still you do
Theres a bus
You sit alone near side
You came to drop by me
You never get the bus
When it was too late
After you make all to make it too late
There on my journey
My tears were along side away from that bus
On my life you always follow behind
Stealthily
Arised betimes
your only call reminded me
Theres more than my loneliness
You dash away my tears
Came from untold story of mine
When you get it cleverly
I like the man
Who has the same shine on his hair
Who I get mine from
Who I get all my points from
You reminded me who we are
Theres a car you drive drive
You used to like teaching
On our humble tour around the city
Hold finger up
I like all the streets when you show around
With their royal stories
With your locution

Well after all
Night ends up on all alone sides
As you lay there on little bed near the door
As we sway to the floor

Nowadays theres no car
No bed there to get some sleep
No matter do you still have some cash to knock on windows
When you come to ask for
those small cashes
Stuck on the idea
stuck on your belief
You never asked for more
still you dont
Well, I loved the idea
God give you that path
Why did he make you like that
Ring a bell to this Notion
Soonish pack them off
You are all you are
When you come and gone
All we do have some seconds in mind
When you come ask for more in heart
We have that hidden heart
A story goes under ground
The voices from our hearts never been approached about
There is an helpless man
Not as much as the woman he had
There is a man I loved
Noone ever get him the way I got
There is a man I look like inner and outside
There is a need
tied up all we are
here underground
You asked for that need
We said Uhm’
We slip in the surface when our hearts eager for more
The needs restrain us more than the song we love
Which has never cheered us
But we keep listening more than our hearts
You keep walking
I keep following in a secret way
Secret sounds the same as the song which doesnt spirit up
But I will keep following
Not only because you are my dad
I will keep this Iove
As I always loved listening history of my country from you
I will keep listening my own song
which reminds of our same ways
and the colours we shared
Not only because of you are my dad
But who you are.

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