Album Name : Music for Crocodiles
Release Date : 2005-09-13
Song Duration : 4:09
Susheela Raman The Same Song
How many roads have I wondered?
None, and each my own
Behind me the bridges have crumbled
No question of return
Autumn leaves like discarded dreams
trampled underneath a tide of careless feet
it’s the same song playing
everywhere I go
it’s like an army marching right through me.
Nowhere to go but the horizon
where, then, will I call my home?
Summer spent, in the high grass
or just fragments, ransacked memories
dark river snakes, across this murky hall
boatman sings his downstream melodies.
How many roads have I wondered?
None, and each my own
Behind me the bridges have crumbled
where, then, will I call my home?