-Wild Birds' Flight-
The rain is a burden on our little wings
Struggling in the overwhelming pour of rain
Pathless birds in flight
Wandering where we belong
Even though our wings were wet from rain’s touch,
Weary of this added weight that has been pulling us down,
No one can stop us to dream
For a bright tomorrow to come
Aimless birds wandering in the vast grey sky
Searching for an unknown place
Where we can be our true selves
A place where our dreams can become reality
The sound of the raindrops keep ringing on our ears
The echoes of our lives
Turning us deaf from the wonderful melodies of the world
When can we truly hear the sounds that were calling us?
We keep trying over and over
We got tired yet still will not give up
Searching the paths of our still meaningless lives
Flying away from the past that haunts
Even without destination, we keep flying
Towards an endless branches of paths
Bearing hope that someday we’ll be able to break free
To be able to fly freely on a bright blue sky
Someday these thoughts will never be just a dream
Transforming into a sweet reality
To the paradise of our dreams, we fly
The place where our dreams takes its form
The grey sea of clouds
May drown us and swallow our dreams
Those simple yet meaningful dreams that kept us strong to continue
Those little dreams that will never die
Then we asked ourselves,
Is this the right way?
Nevertheless, we keep flying
Finding answers to this huge pile of unanswered questions
We are wild birds gliding through the rain
Restricted by limitations,
We keep going through this endless journey
Searching for answers on life’s questions as we fly