Текст песни
Static dreams, a paper plane
Window glass, the summer rain
Little hands against the sky
I’ll be up there… one day I’ll fly
Runway lights inside his mind
Clouds were home, not left behind
Every night he closed his eyes
Tracing routes through endless skies
Sky… in my chest
Sky… in my chest
I was born for the blue
Now it’s breaking in two
Midnight road, engine cries
Neon blur and shattered lines
One mistake, a twist of fate
Woke up to a grounded state
White room, silence loud
Dreams fall heavy through the clouds
Doctor’s words cut like glass
No more flying… that has passed
But the sky… didn’t leave
It was breathing under me
In the code, in the sound
In the lost that I found
Sky… in my chest
Still beating, still a mess
I can’t fly through the air
But I’m almost there
Late at night, screen aglow
Lines of code begin to flow
Melodies from AI dreams
Love in circuits, soft and clean
He writes songs the stars can hear
Turning pain to something clear
If I can’t reach the blue above
I’ll rebuild it out of love
Sky… in my chest
I rebuilt what I lost
Through the sound, through the code
I still carry the sky home
Not a pilot… still I rise
Different wings, same old skies
