Chasing The Kite 🪁

  • Indie Folk Ɨ Dream Pop Ɨ Lo-Fi Pop Ɨ Soft Alternative Rock Ɨ Ambient Pop
  • male vocal age mid-20s
  • innocent childhood-nostalgia mood
  • kite-chasing under open sky
Chasing The Kite 🪁

Lyrics

Barefoot on an open road,

Paper sky, my hands let go,

String of hope between my palms,

Wind was singing simple songs.

No hurry in our little feet,

The sky felt low, the day felt sweet.

Holding wind with thread so light,

We laughed and ran behind the kite.

I was running after a kite,

Through golden dust and fading light,

Laughing loud, the world felt right,

Just me, the wind, and the sky so wide.

Oh, I was running after a kite—

Running after life.

Rusty bell on my old bike,

Clouds were close, the sun was kind,

No tomorrow, no goodbyes,

Only now in a painted sky.

If I could ask the years one thing,

Give me back that fragile string—

Let me chase, let me believe,

Like nothing ever had to leave.

I was running after a kite,

Heart unbroken, soul still light,

If I’m lost on grown-up nights,

I close my eyes—I’m back in flight.

Somewhere in the blue it stays…

That kite, those days.

Now I’m chasing after life,

My kite… my kite… my kite.