The Same Song

Same Song Lyrics Susheela Raman How many roads have I wondered? None, and each my own Behind me thes have crumbled No question of return Autumn leaves like discarded dreams Trampled underneath a tide of careless feet It's the same song playing Everywhere I go It's like an army marching right through me. Nowhere to go but the horizon Where, then, will I call my home? Summer spent, in the high grass Or just fragments, ransacked memories Dark river snakes, across this murky hall Boatman sings his downstream melodies. How many roads have I wondered? None, and each my own Behind me thes have crumbled Where, then, will I call my home