An album of my own music (lyrics as well as compositions), recorded at home using a phone and an action camera.
You can find the video (of me playing) version here
www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLKTnscmALqF-jJwj6uNmeAvn9y0coVm19

Prufrock's Lament.mp3

Faith.mp3

Chasing Those Eyes.mp3

Before & After.mp3

A Song For My Mother.mp3

Another original written, composed and performed by me.

Lyrics - 

Drops from millions of years I've amassed.
Living witness to the dead past.
I've seen kings and preachers turn to dust.
You and your time, I will outlast.
Secrets lie locked in my rhythm,
I carry them safe and secure.
Till you can decode encryption
Half-great myths will have to endure.

Older than the tallest mountains,
Nations or religions, I testify.
Younger than the newest-born 
Of my soil, as I pass on by.

Make what you will of me; 
I won't decide.
I'll run my course
Till my body has dried.
I will flow forward, whatever the tide.
I have not drawn these lines;
I won't abide.

Banks have often been the poles of
Binaries and contentious divides.
Bridges have been burnt by those who
Did not believe that water can cry.
There is only the side of what's left,
There's never room for who's right.
Akin to my being, somewhere you begin,
Somewhere else you say your goodbyes.

Older than the tallest mountains,
Nations or religions, I testify.
Younger than the newest-born 
Of my soil, as I pass on by.

Make what you will of me; 
I won't decide.
I'll run my course
Till my body has dried.
I will flow forward, whatever the tide.
I have not drawn these lines;
I won't abide.
I may not be deeper
Or longer than peers,
But I've seen the best and the worst right here.
Memories that, like me,
Are still fresh and clear.
Your history's younger
Than my career.

Fight to the end
For a share of my pride.
Your claim won't survive,
But my legacy will not die...

Devroop Mitra

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