"Only that once again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much." - The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy
fatima
Partly inspired by a beautiful book with the same name. Finally an attempt at composing something with lyrics on the piano :)
Lyrics
In her eyes he saw a dancing child
Gliding with the colours and the beauty
Of a butterfly
Suddenly the memory subsides
And tears fill her eyes
Again
In the dark she walked the winding road
At the end he'd wait for her with open arms
A dry rose
Saved in the dusty pages of her soul
With that heart shaped hole
In the sky
Oh Lord she cries
Tell me who decides
On the rules of who is to be loved
In what way and how much
In what way and how much
Every night she would return
To be touched by the untouchable
The God of Loss
Those parting words of "tomorrow"
A promise not kept
For long
Oh Lord she cries
Tell me who decides
On the rules of who is to be loved
In what way and how much
In what way and how much
