I packed my bag with empty frames
And a pint of vodka.
The frames were for memories
The drink for my devochka.
We took the road down south
The road that leads to perdition.
I lit a cigar as the music echoed
With Denver's dulcet rendition.
We took a break to see the sun
When she drank away the bottle.
And there we were on the road again
With my bare foot on the paddle.
She clutched my shoulders gently
And closed her eyes to pray
It was till this moment I realized
My life's been a Groundhog day.
I wiped off her kohled eyes
Which were filled with tears
We have come a long way
Crossing all frontiers/(The end is very near).
She looked at me, held my hand
And asked me to stop the car.
With pensive look in her eyes
Said, 'I've come too far.'
I didn't ask for a reason
Never asked 'Why?'
I guess, I didn't want
A whole lot of reason to cry.
I've left the past behind my back
No time for petty affection.
'Tomorrow, if you can,
Please show me right direction.'
The life that lays ahead is
Too hard to comprehend.
"My life is worth the living
I don't need to see the end."
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