Long ago... what has been said by honor,
is exceedingly conducive to my welfare.
Abandoning all pleasure, the lofty-minded daughter
preformed the propitiation by means of profound
meditation. On hearing these words,
she pondered over me mentally...
and so the story goes... (the Skanda Purana)

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One million miles I'm walking,
One million miles away
And still you hear me talking,
Full of doubt in a painful way

I'm not a fortune teller,
Nor support the monarchy
I'm setting up the situation
To destroy my scenery

Take all the trouble with me,
More than I can afford
Unschooled and full of laughter,
As Girija speaks the word
(Girija: Female Indian name)

Oh well i don't know, whatever I'll see...
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Come slowly, won't you look at me instead
Depressed and lonely, listen to what Shiva said
Taste the flavor of a hundred million tears
I stare into her eyes, crimes they hide since million years

As now my life is shifted,
I crawl on holy ground
My blood and soul God gifted,
Made me lookin' in from out
Still I hear their voices singing,
Gliding sounds from the left to right
I try to close my eyes,
But can't get her out of my sight
I know this place is haunted,
This temple of tears
This lust I always wanted,
Beautiful and lustful fears

And still I don't know, where do I go?

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Whispered Still, I don't know, where do I go?

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