Summer Dreamers (Lyrics in Blues)

 

Our days pass by

Our days are just passing by

In bread without butter.

And there are nights;

We come home late

To skip the supper.

 

And we hear the news of NASA

And we hear the news of NASA

Ploughing Mars for water.

 

And we go to bed

In the winter slope;

With our dormant dreams lay covered

With the light of hope,

Our light of hope getting dark and shuttered.

 

We are common people;

Like unnoticeable;

We are just common after all;

And we make quarrels and make noises

For a pinch of salt,

 

And we all summer dreamers

Hear the news of NASA

We hear the news of NASA

Ploughing Mars for water…

 

We leave our lives

Way behind the wood

Just way behind the wood

For a meager livelihood.

And we keep a smile on our face;

On our face: dry, real and bold.

 

Our lives are passing by

In bread without butter

And we hear the news of NASA

Ploughing Mars for water…

 

© Atique R.

This lyrics in Blues is based on my poem The Forgotten Clan. It’s still awaiting a music company for human production.