Gayan’s Music

I can see that my train has stopped rolling
Sitting here with nowhere to go
My thoughts have come round to just looking
At the grass cross the road moving slow

It must be the breeze that’s making that tree dance for me
Tell you the truth I really don’t know
It occurs to me that I’ve not seen the breeze
But I’ve got to believe that it’s so

I’ve got no hesitations
I’ve got no stipulations
Despite these trials and tribulations
It’s going just fine

I’ve got grudges that I can’t remember
Resentments I don’t care to recall
If that crow in the tree were to inquire of me
I’d say I’ve got no complaints at all

Maybe now I can say something honest
Maybe now I can do something kind
Maybe now I can actually walk down the street
Without myself on my mind

I’ve got no congregation
I don’t need no admiration
Despite these trials and tribulations
It’s going just fine

I can see that my train has stopped rolling
It’s funny it feels like I’ve died
We must have pulled into station
Cause something tells me that I’ve arrived

I’ve got no destination
Gone my agitation
Despite these trials and tribulations
It’s going just fine