Doude Leke Paniya

Amar Gour Chander Dorbare

Tere Charno Mein

Bhole Ki Panah Mein

BHOOL GAYA

A new composition that came to me from a book I have been reding called "Man and His Symbols" by Carl Jung.

Lyrics:

Woke up with the sunrise
Chasing shadows on the wall
Time’s a thief in disguise
It laughs as we stumble and fall
We walk on these winding roads
With laughter and sorrow intertwined
Each step a fragile note
In the melody of the mind


Oh, life is a short dream my friends
Where beginning and end embrace 
We travel many roads, it seems
Sometimes ending in middle space
Once a child as we drift to that old age glow
Savor every moment and never let them go


Meeting faces like the clouds
Some linger, while others fade
We share joy, we share our doubts
In this beautiful masquerade
Long stretches of peace, oh, they come and go
Like summer storms that pass too fast,
But in their hearts, they’ll always glow
Memories of love that lasts


Oh, life is a short dream my friends
A carousel that spins so fast
Like petals caught in a stream
Moments cherished, but never to last
From a child’s wild wonder to the elder’s sigh
Will we hold each second before it says goodbye


So, take a breath and feel the breeze
Let gratitude fill your soul
Each fleeting heartbeat is key
Unlocking joys that make us whole
It's not about the years we’ve seen
But the love we’ve shared, the steps we’ve tried
Through this journey, let your heart be keen
In every heartbeat, feel the nod


Oh, life is a short dream my friends
A tapestry we weave so fine
So, laugh and love in the moonbeam
Before the stars in darkness shine
From the cradle of laughter to the whispers of night
Embrace every treasure, let it guide you to the light


Life is a short dream my friends
So, dance before dawn
Hold each moment like a seam
Before it all is gone
In the end, it’s all we had
Did you live, did you love, did you care
Life is a short dream, my friends
Life is a short dream, my friends
Life is a short dream, my friends
Life is a short dream, my friends

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea

Life is a Short Dream My Friends

Blame the Sky
by MAROL

Locked myself in this apartment
Curtains closed, world on mute
Didn’t wanna see a single face
Didn’t wanna face the truth
I keep calling you darling
Even though I know I shouldn’t
But you still fill my whole damn chest
So I do it—’cause I couldn’t
Forget you if I tried
And God knows, I’ve tried

Why did he watch us drown
From some golden cloud above?
Don’t you dare say it’s fate
When he never gave us love

Blame the sky—’cause I’m done with praying
No more lies—he just sat there, saying
“Nothin’ I can do” while we fell apart
Well, I’ve got fists made of broken heart
Blame the sky—he could’ve reached down
But he let your love just burn out
So I scream to the storm and I damn the light
If I can’t have you—then he can’t be right

I ran circles through my mind
Like a prophet with no proof
Tried to find what I did wrong
But the silence told the truth
If the devil broke your love
Then maybe it wasn’t real
But I swear, babe, if I could fly
I’d punch God in the mouth for how I feel

No thunderbolt of grace
Just rain on my regret
If heaven writes this script—
Then I’m done with it

Blame the sky—yeah I’m through pretending
He watched love die—and called it “ascending”
Held your name in his book of dust
But he never cared enough to fight for us
Blame the sky—no more hymns, no peace
Just me in hell, where you used to be
So I curse every star and I damn the light
If I can’t have you—then he can’t be right

If you see him—tell him this:
I loved her more than any myth
And if that’s wrong—then let me burn
But I’ll never bow, and I’ll never learn

Blame the sky—’cause he stood so still
While we bled out every thrill
He let you go like you meant nothing
But I’ll never stop feeling something
Blame the sky—I’ll keep yelling loud
’Til the clouds fall down like a shroud
So I tear through the dark and I damn the light
If I can’t have you—then he can’t be right

Blame the Sky

And when the world brings you to your knees...
When the burden is too much to bear.
I'll be the one that you can call out to.
From on and on you will know,

I'll be there.
To pick you back up again.
I'll be there.
You can count on me when,
The lights burn out.
The candle burns out and you feel alone.
Alone.
I'll be there.

When the fear causes you to freeze.
When your patience patiently starts to tear,
I'll be the arms that you can fall into.
And on and on you will know,

I'll be there.
To pick you back up again.
I'll be there.
You can count on me when,
The lights burn out.
The candle burns out and you feel alone.
Alone.
I'll be there.

When the water meets the waves.
When the sand begins to drain,
Out your hand.
Making sounds like a marching band.

I'll be the final sacrifice,
I'll the morning star.
I'll be buried with the mice,
To strip your conscience clear.

I'll be there.
To pick you back up again.
I'll be there.
You can count on me when,
The lights burn out.
The candle burns out and you feel alone.
Alone.
I'll be there.

I'll Be There

p. maxim!

What have I done with you?
My power and my gratitude
So tell me why you're always rude
I feel like a fucking fool
I just wanna talk to you

(Hey)

I know you'll be just fine
But still promise me you'll be alright
Don't stay up too late at night
I know he doesn't treat you right

worth

leaving me

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