Madhuvan

Always almost there. That there is the only thing I've ever seen. Born in the heat to keep it always out Of my reach. Grab on and hold east treasure while you go. Before they turn to sand, this man is all Alone. Hey, What a storm would it make? Which one, which one, which one's the wake? Lost, he lost his truck. Now roams the barren dune. Bones continue to rust. Up and down, up and down. Up and down, up and down. Up and down, up and down. Up and down, up and down We go. Always almost there. That there is the only thing I've ever seen. Warm, so hollow from that shadow over me. Boundless above, my ancient holds it close. But over, still closer than I've ever Known. Well, if I had it all, If I had it all, would life Leave me satisfied? All of this gold, All of this gold, it don't weigh Enough to make this life Whole. Sheltered. Something fell short. Molten beads of his lotus feet Dangle by his belt. Pure. Pure. Bhagavat-sa, Jumma Maravat, deep into the forest he will go. No more demon horde. That there is the only thing I've ever seen. Born in the heat to keep it always out Of my reach. Grab on and hold east treasure while you go. Before they turn to sand, this man is all Alone. Well, if I had it all, If I had it all, would life Leave me satisfied?