You don't sell yourself well
That's what people always say
Cutting a regular raw deal
I see others at constant play
Selling their souls away
Not a thought to spare
As pendulums they sway
Towards the swankier way
The lights and the glitter tempt
The music calls for a dance
Beautiful Mirage it is sure
Giving faith not much of a chance
Yet I thank my root so strong
Facing the storm all around
Seeing the right from the wrong
Penny stays wiser than the pound
You don't sell yourself well
That's what people always say
Cutting a regular raw deal
I see others at constant play
Selling their souls away
Not a thought to spare
As pendulums they sway
Towards the swankier way
The lights and the glitter tempt
The music calls for a dance
Beautiful Mirage it is sure
Giving faith not much of a chance
Yet I thank my root so strong
Facing the storm all around
Seeing the right from the wrong
Penny stays wiser than the pound
I thought we were close
Or we were known to be
We were among those
Who would laugh till teary
Try as much as anyone could
We stood together and strong
As time changed the wind
I was proved hopelessly wrong
When egos come in disguise
Years of friendship rattle
When doubts on another rise
It starts losing the final battle
Asked myself then the question
What is close and what is not
Mirror clearing the equation
As truth grapples with the thought.
Funny way of life's lessons
It's patience beyond words
Goes past series of seasons
Taking all possible roads
It will hammer the nail
Right into the head
Never does it fail
To get the message delivered
Keep falling into cracks
Keep making mistakes
It keeps piling up the stacks
It keeps giving the needed shakes
Funny way of life's lessons
Teaches each one of them
Goes past series of seasons
In the end it's us and them !
