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.