They are all the same, they are all the same
I murmured to myself, they are all the same
Some say the sun shines, some say the moon
But all along they polish the gloom
Why is it the darkness ? why is it the death ?
They Always pick war and wreck
May be they are old, may be they are alone
It might just be they longed their home
They sing some times and some times they dance
Makes us feel they are in tons of trance
They wish good morning, good night they say
All through the day they make us sway
They climb across the mountains, crawl through the caves
Journeys which they do and also take us through
They are all the same, they are all the same
I murmured to myself, they are all the same
They dont know where to start and I bet if there's an end
Just reminds me of the letters we do send
some make you woo and some make you boo
They make sure something you say or do
You can give them treats or try to test their wits
you can't hold them long, they just do their feats
They dont drink coffee neither have a tea
They just drink the souls that are free
They dont have medicines they aren't doctors
Just make you feel and thats how they heal
They are not white, neither are they black
Don't have a race and dare not to stick a gender on their face
They are all the same, they are all the same
I murmured to myself, they are all the same
Fearless they are, fearless in their word
Never hesitant to shout how they feel about the world
They might take you high or they take you low
Reminds us our wings, nevertheless the strings
I rolled up the paper closed my eyes
wondering to see what filled up!
Why do they start and why do they stop
why dont they bury their timeless pens
They play with me and they play with you
As though they own our hearts more than we do
Feeling of oneness, feeling of bliss
You cannot be so sure, if its kiss or a hiss
They are all the same, they are all the same
I whispered to myself, WE are all the same
Why is it the darkness ? why is it the death ?
They Always pick war and wreck
May be they are old, may be they are alone
It might just be they longed their home
They sing some times and some times they dance
Makes us feel they are in tons of trance
They wish good morning, good night they say
All through the day they make us sway
They climb across the mountains, crawl through the caves
Journeys which they do and also take us through
They are all the same, they are all the same
I murmured to myself, they are all the same
They dont know where to start and I bet if there's an end
Just reminds me of the letters we do send
some make you woo and some make you boo
They make sure something you say or do
You can give them treats or try to test their wits
you can't hold them long, they just do their feats
They dont drink coffee neither have a tea
They just drink the souls that are free
They dont have medicines they aren't doctors
Just make you feel and thats how they heal
They are not white, neither are they black
Don't have a race and dare not to stick a gender on their face
They are all the same, they are all the same
I murmured to myself, they are all the same
Fearless they are, fearless in their word
Never hesitant to shout how they feel about the world
They might take you high or they take you low
Reminds us our wings, nevertheless the strings
I rolled up the paper closed my eyes
wondering to see what filled up!
Why do they start and why do they stop
why dont they bury their timeless pens
They play with me and they play with you
As though they own our hearts more than we do
Feeling of oneness, feeling of bliss
You cannot be so sure, if its kiss or a hiss
They are all the same, they are all the same
I whispered to myself, WE are all the same
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