Scratch...scratch...scratch...
The sheet is not getting inked anymore...
What's wrong my dear pen,
Why won't you write anymore?
I move my hand rhythmically,
But sheet doesn't change its colour anymore...
I have so many things to say,
I have so many things to discribe,
But dear pen, you won't write anymore,
What's wrong?
What's wrong?
Why won't you scar the sheet anymore?
I think your ink died,
You can't blot the sheet anymore,
I think your ink died,
Your nib is not black anymore,
Maybe I should keep you down for a while,
No, I ain't gonna stop,
I am just giving you a pause,
I am going on a journey,
I am going to search,
For the ink, to write more,
Gotta find new experiences,
Gotta harbour new feelings,
Gotta taste some new spices,
Because I want to write more,
So till I get back with the ink,
I want you, my dear pen to stay alive,
I don't want to witness deaths anymore,
I know your ink died,
But I don't want to lose anything anymore,
I will be back,
I will be back,
My dear pen, don't you cry anymore.