Cyrus is a singer-songwriter from India who has been writing lyrics and music for over four decades.
Story behind the song
...thanks to Deepak Castelino for the lead Guitar work on this 1989 (?) home recording...
Lyrics
BOOK OF PROSE
There’s people out there peeping through the window,
There’s people out there listening at the door-
So, grab your Book of Prose
And don’t you curl up close:
Can’t you see that someone’s coming across the floor…
Your Papa might float in through the curtained window,
Your Mama might walk in through that bolted door:
Then, no point my studious frown
When the book I’m holding is upside down:
Don’t think my heart can take this anymore…
And babe, how did you get so wet?
You know that only makes your mama fret-
And if she finds out, your nights out disappear:
Don’t you get me wrong,
I lack your blind courage, but I love your song:
Help me overcome my doubts and fears…
