Stand by Me

You aren’t that private song
We used to play
Its been far too long
For that melody to stay

You aren’t that song
We once swayed to
Its been far too far
For our dance to continue

You aren’t that song
Anymore, that could fade into the traffic;
Blend into Bangalore’s noise
Like some dark magic

Our song only comes and goes
It goes and comes.
Confused it knows no beginning,
Nor does it will to end.
Kept alive by a shoulder, by
A match won and one lost,
It sings
from Under the sheets and
Over the moon; our song
which not really a song is
Sings and stings
Stings and sings
As Life’s disguise and Love’s ransom
It grows in us and will rise again
In the days to come.