Lover boy funk

You dont go to school today..its ok ba..by,

if you come to me like that

Dont let others get your kick and love you less than i will

Pray to your lord .. oh ba...by.., and let death smile...

Run along today before i leave you tomorrow,

before the sins drench us wet

but have mercy on the passers by

and step on some rolling stones

cross the road with me, and the souls will follow

the river my heart my soul... oh ba..by... is my destiny

and my dreams out to get you when you sleep

and them dreams are your rescue and your freedom ..baby...

...if you want to fly

Dont care about tomorrow.. no care for no yesterday

it is now that i want to give to thee

wake me shake me the way i like and be ready to take on me

Tonight

Lost tonight in my spirit bright, for the hope I know
I walk on by and I see the sky, Its rock and roll
My sight falls across the wind planes, And how they know
The fireflies they say goodbye but their light still shows

Chorus(as a conversation)
- Are we meeting at 9 tonight?
- Yes at the old place by the barn
Get your guitar along, We'll do it old style
I'll lead, Greg and Joni on the rhythm and you do the vocals
Do you know who's the audience tonight!!
- Jessica? Does she still make that custard pie
- Yes, and there's Joe the bartender and his wiggly assistant
So its gonna be like the old times again.

Broken shards and broken hearts, seeds unsown
Time flies by and you wonder why you forgot
The fine surprise and the sad demise of unknown
I know that the door is locked behind, but the key's all mine.

This summer night the sun comes up..On my life.

Lyrics: Prafulla and GuNs
Music: Prafulla

Its been a while...

Its been a while since the footsteps of dawn
its been a while since those summer nights
.. been a while ... the sand, the patch, the rust
.. been a while since that mysterious world

Its been a while since we last turned up
its been a while since we laughed and cried
its been a while .. the play, the run, the fights
been a while since me.....

The birds have flown since and havent returned
the priests of dawn and the children of the sun
the sounds, the lights, and the unlearned
and we look into the mirror of the past of a future