Voices (Sunday of Despair)

"Voices (Sunday of Despair)" is a song that has, over the years, been lost, found and utterly transformed. Three of these changes stand out as definitive. The first was the moment that the two parts of the song fit together, when the madness of the first part sort of melded with the melancholy of the second. The second moment was when the second part of the song became especially relevant to a friend of ours, who we have had the privilege of playing with many years ago - which has really shaped what the song means to us. And the third was with Varun Murali, who very fortunately pushed for a final rewrite and brought out the insanity within.

Mixed and Mastered by Varun Murali of Swarathma.
Lead Vocals: Sruthi Vijayaraghavan
Lyrics and Backing Vocals: Manasi Saxena

she can almost see

her long forgotten dream

there's the desert and the see

and madness in between

to the paradise she's looking for

there's another road

no one here will watch her go

to the land of snow... where she

fits perfectly

with the madness in between

the road to paradise

paved with her screams

it's a cold morning in a blue december, a sunday of despair

she stands alone and will not live to remember how the wind tugged on her hair

the snowflakes swirl around her as she closes her eyes and fall

the cold creeps over her bones and heart and she may as well be dead to all...

she'll die alone on this quiet morning, where no one will find her

there's no one here to watch her go, no one to remind her

the snowflakes fall around her soon there will be nothing there

on this cold morning in a blue december, a sunday of despair...