It's been long and the sky is still grey.
So I'll just shut my eyes and fly away.
Someday, I'll fly away.
I look at the criss-cross of lines on my palm,
they seem to have elegantly lost all their charm.
Nothing has to ever remain the same,
promises and angelic forevers too, are a part of this game.
So, for those moments when silence becomes the loudest noise,
and it gets difficult to retain your emotional poise.
I'll just shut my eyes and fly away,
Someday, I will fly away...
