The needles of time, it is so really right,
You can’t get it back, it just passes by.
When you’re in a rush, you find it slips by,
When you’re doing nothing, it always respites.
That's what we say,
When Christmas Eve comes on its way.
You might think there’s a creepy castle,
Lost somewhere in time,
You might think it has ghosts all around,
But it’s just in your mind.
Drugs, drugs, drugs,
What do you get?
More than harm is its effect,
Oh! What a dangerous quest.
In the mist of darkness,
Lies Deep Dark Woods,
Where the river of hatred flows on and on,
The river is dark, it is black
Ancient Egypt, ancient time,
Everyone wore robe and not a tie,
They invented a calendar much like the ones today,
They believed in animal gods until today.
Broken heart pieces scattered everywhere
Like a rose petal floating in mid air.
Where can I find them? , In the present or in a fair?
Malini had a funny dream,
It was really funny,
Don’t know how you’ll feel,
I'm thinking, I'm thinking,
That's why, I am really thinking,
There are many things in the world,
That still remains quite untold.
Into the future I take a peep,
in the garden as I walked,
appeared a strange black opening,
my tear dimmed eyes peeping,