Let us move along these tracks, find a place to give it a rest. Don't hold it in, take it off your chest.

I know its difficult, but some fires melt down your pain; wash off these stains.

Even if these moments last forever, lemme assure you nothing is ever in vain.

I know its not easy to love who you are, but atleast let go of this self-disdain.

I know its hard to refrain, when these tracks feel eternal, time feels like its taking a slumber. For even clouds cry, when the skies have no thunder.

I have never felt like this before. Telling this story, without any lore.
No backstage, no lights, no music behind, just me and my monotony, gazing at the moon, letting it pass-by.
This sleepless night.

Even if I have given up all hope, I still want to fight. Against these odds, climbing up these ladders, looking up to the wandering skies.  

I have fell to the ground, numerous times, left with naught but dust to bite.

Wings clipped, spirits soaked in fire. Eyes dead, tired of these rants, these ironies without satire.  

Pick me up, even if my soul bears no weight. For I'm left with but a husk of a person, I once used to admire.

Lemme go, lemme reignite my passions. My heart and soul, lemme sing these songs, as I let it all go, set myself on fire.

Lemme collect these shambles, ones scattered in the name of cards ungambled. Battles that left me rattled. Pieces that never fell together.

Realisations gone to tatters. Memories forgotten, altogether. These pieces of armor unfused forever.

Energies wasted in mindless splendor, with ideals crafted in inks without matter.  

These caricatures of youth, wasted in canvas of unwritten letters.

These realisations altogether, left us with spirits now dampened.      

Realisations, you say? No its the room, the walls, the paint, the comfort, the pain that has left you with these echoes, voices that never mattered.

Let's flee together to distant shores, with sights to behold, tales of the melodies untold.
Teeming fields with blisters of hope.

Even as we flee, i want you to look forward, give into these sensations, let these emotions flow.

Memories or stories untold, to the future, pass the baton.
Sail through the winds, cruise with your fragile tows.  

Let it go, let it loose. Become a force, not a man. With energies unparralleled, swift as wind,  ride your horses without a saddle.  

For you have lost none, except the fields  you have never battled.