Flaws (Neverwinter Cover).MP3

Secret Window

Why are you hiding,
Behind your veil.
Tear it open,
You've got mail.

Come on honey show me what you got,
I'll dive before you, I'll take the shot.
I'll probably bite the dust,
But at least I'll know your name.

Why are you smiling,
As I wail.
Am I the wind,
Beneath your sail.

Night is stormy, the wind is loud.
I can hear you above the crowd.
I don't understand your all,
Isn't that a shame.

I am scribing,
Holding your pen.
I'll see your face,
Lord knows when.

I've been up all night trying to finish this song,
Dried some bottles, I've broken my bong.
I'll be late at work,
Won't you know my pain.

Am I the only one giving in
This relationship.
You're the only one whose been
Taking me for a trip.

Am I just a fool, a fool in love.
Am I tied round, a helpless calf.
You're my muse, my emotions,
My game.

I still have to,
Return your pen.
Inked in my heart,
All but your name.

Your blond hair, streaks my mind,
I'll catch a glance, from behind.
Are you real,
Or a dream I'll leave behind?

Oh, and I kept the pen ;)

Secret Window

These calloused hands have rubbed you wrong,
I'm trying to put it in a song,
I'm trying to hide the best parts
Of me.
I'm scared of looking weak and soft,
Locked my feelings in the loft,
I'd rather be an assassin
Than the king.

No, I won't share with you my heart.
Oh, I can't bear to spill my cart.
No, you'll never be my dame.
Oh, to you I'll be just a name.

I'm way too tough to open up,
To air the laundry in my trunk,
I'll try my best to drive you
Away.
My mouth keeps spewing putrid verse,
Your opinion keeps getting worse,
Only in the dark I bare
My mane.

Oh, I'm an a$$hole,
I'm a douchebag,
I'm a trashcan.
Oh, I'm a cheat,
I'm a liar,
My life is vain.

Why won't you buy my act,
Why won't you leave me alone. 
Like a moth to my flame,
Have you seen the truth in my soul.

Oh, I will share with you my heart.
Oh, I can't wait to spill my cart.
Oh, you'll forever be my dame.
Oh, we'll share the same last name.

The Neanderthal Act

Stuck in this loop,
A one-dimensional existence.
Popping the hood,
Of this overheating commutance.

It's hard being unemployed and 23,
Living with your folks, 
Ain't where you wanted to be.
Trying to set life straight,
But it seems so tough.
No matter what you do,
It's never enough..... It's never enough.

Music
Will set me free.
Music 
Will let me be.
Music will dig me out of this 
Hole I'm in.
Music will pay the bills
Whenever I sing.
And it's true, it's just two.
My old guitar and my muse in you.
And it's true, it's just two.
My old guitar and my muse in you.

Marching with the troops,
A three-dimensional existence.
Fears and doubts,
Overcome with resistance.

We're not used to having it easy,
We'll be living off scraps,
If need be.
Someday we'll make it,
Though it may be rough.
With you by our side,
It's never too tough.... It's never too tough.

Music
Will set me free.
Music 
Will let me be.
Music will dig me out of this 
Hole I'm in.
Music will pay the bills
Whenever I sing.
And it's true, it's just two.
My old guitar and my muse in you.
And it's true, it's just two.
My old guitar and my muse in you.

Low Self Esteem Is A Killer

'She' is the indomitable spirit of music

Nine months,
Babies being born.
Toiled night and day, 
Plucking out the thorns.
She came to me,
In the middle of the night.
Grabbed my hand,
Said you're ready for the fight.

So I'm woodshedding,
Shedding in the barn.
Candles are melting,
Hay's making in the sun.

Woodshedding,
Shedding in the barn.
Sick of being called,
The son of a gun.

Nine months back,
I was up on stage.
Got booed off,
Felt like jumping off a ledge.
She grabbed my hand,
Told me to head to the barn.
Looked the other way,
To my head she held a gun.

So I'm woodshedding,
Shedding in the barn.
Candles are melting,
Hay's making in the sun.

Woodshedding,
Shedding in the barn.
Sick of being called,
The son of a gun.

Months have passed,
I've been reborn.
Cathching on to fourths and fifths,
Of any damn song.
She swayed with me,
As the crowd sang along.
Was worth the wait,
And the toiling all night long.

So I'm woodshedding,
Shedding in the barn.
Candles are melting,
Hay's making in the sun.

Woodshedding,
Shedding in the barn.
Sick of being called,
The son of a gun.

So I'm woodshedding,
Shedding in the barn.
Candles are melting,
Hay's making in the sun.

Woodshedding,
Shedding in the barn.
Sick of being called,
The son of a gun.

So I'm woodshedding,
Shedding in the barn.
Candles are melting,
Hay's making in the sun.

Woodshedding,
Shedding in the barn.
Sick of being called,
The son of a gun.

I ain't no son
Of a gun.

Woodshedding

In John Mayer's words this is a 'love song for no one'. More like wishful thinking :)

Wasted time,
I've had my share.
The day that we met,
That you
Started to care.
I was in stasis,
You unfroze me, love.
My scars fade away,
On the
Wings of your doves.

Waited, waited, waited,
I've waited so long.
Waited, waited, waited,
When my life was all wrong.

Waited, waited, waited,
I've waited so long.
Waited, waited, waited,
To sing you this song.

Sleeping next to strangers,
Night after night.
I take the blame,
For my 
Sorry plight.
The drugs, the sex,
And the rock 'n roll,
Drove me down the throat,
Of this
Big black hole.

Waited, waited, waited,
I've waited so long.
Waited, waited, waited,
To sing you this song.

Waited, waited, waited,
I've waited so long.
Waited, waited, waited,
When my life was all wrong.

The times that I've wasted, 
The scars that I've borne. 
They have paved 
The hard way
Straight to your soul.
You have made me,
A better man.
Purged my soul clean,
The 
Best that you can.

Waited, waited, waited,
I've waited so long.
Waited, waited, waited,
When my life was all wrong.

Waited, waited, waited,
I've waited so long.
Waited, waited, waited,
To sing you this song.

You have made me,
A better man.
I thank you,
The best that I can.

Rajarshi Banerjee