Love In Her Eyes

My Dark Star

In a hired car she will come to England from the sea
And as the tide flows the London snows will come.
And from the skyline shines the lies of the government's singular history
So in a hired world she will buy a gun

And she will come from India with a love in her eyes
That say oh how my dark star will rise

In rented gear 2000 years we waited for a man
But with a tattoed tit she'd die for us all tonight.

And she will come from India with a gun at her side,
Or she will come from Argentina
With her cemetery eyes that say
Oh, how my dark star will rise,
and she will rise.

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I was thinking of ending this blog of mine (many must have find this blog all confusing and lost). However, I was surprised when people come to see me, including those via sms and msn telling me why I should not stop this from moving further another mile. Well guys, I'm doing this especially for you out there. May this ever be meaningful for you and may your dark star rise...

This is the same title for my blog. A song which i truly love so much up to now. It needs no introduction this time. Let's continue this spiritual journey from here.

Yes, India has always been one of the places my wife and I want to be at. Regardless of Kula Shaker or not. And there's where I'll see her love in her eyes. Here it comes.