Memories of farewell songs
Pour down like gentle rain.
Wash off our sins and wrongs
And make us what we were again!
Be a bit more than frivolous nostalgia
Stuck in this vicissitude of life: –
We don’t have our visions clear
Gasping for breath in this hopeless strife!
Those days when we sang with no fear,
The iron resolves we wore as crowns-
Now like fallen kings in disarray so sheer,
We’re going down in leaps and bounds !
In the sea of broken glass
We stand bloodied to the core.
Doomed in the abyss of hell,
We’re so very far from shore.
And tears trickle down our eyes
As the songs hit our senses
The ones we sang while we bid goodbye
Hoping to make it big immense!
In the race to the pinnacle
We so lost our way!
What we set out to achieve
Never saw the light of the day!
And as we walk down the memory lane
We brush the dust from our suits so grey …
Still we raise a toast to our glory days again,
We live to fight another day!