Composed and performed by Machli.
SFS, Yelahanka New Town
2015
lyrics
these are blessed days
and blessed nights
there’s no wrong here
only the mighty right
hail the guardians of culture
the vultures say
and the promise of industry
keeps the ghosts away
old trick
older than the sea
though they claim its cutting edge technology
but a blind man doesn’t need the sunrise to see
he doesn’t need the sun
though we think it’s lost in the din
the garbage man he can smell our sin
as he cleans it out every morning
with middle class realisations
dawning
and though we think it’s lost in the din
the garbage man he can smell our sin
all around him
they surround him
like mountains
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