So, one might wonder

 

So, one might wonder

 

So, one might wonder

What is there left to pounder

My breath grew with each second a little louder

With each night amidst lightning and thunder!

 

So, one might wonder

That if they should surrender

Against all the marauder

And for once they should not consider

That they could be the leader.

 

So, one might wonder

Why does the night always get darker?

Despite of all our efforts to climb up the ladder

With each passing day we get a little wiser and older

To acknowledge that life is a little less tender

 

So, one might wonder

That if we could be a believer

A mystic Knight rider

And our hopes may not get bewilder

And we could always be the path finder.