Comeback home kid it's raining...

Come on aaryan...You out there chasing puddles again? Barefoot, wild, like you don’t know pain? It’s raining, aaryan. You’ll catch a cold. The world’s not kind. You’ll soon be old.

I forgot what joy without fear even feels like.

I traded kites for deadlines, dreams for a mic.

You’re the part of me I lost in the storm…

A flame that flickered but once kept me warm.... come on aaryan it's raining, comeback home kid...

AARYAN, I’m not chasing… I’m dancing don’t you see? The clouds just opened their arms to me.

Then let me twirl before I fall,

Let me rise before I crawl.

Let the thunder teach me songs,

Not just what’s right but why it’s wrong.

AARYAN, You don’t need to miss me I’m still in you.

Just beneath the worry, behind what’s true.

Come home to yourself, even if you stray

Even grown-ups can learn how to play.

Come back home, kid… it’s raining, you know what?

Let’s dance again real soft, real slow.... aaryan ...Then take my hand, don’t be afraid  There’s magic still in the mess we made.

“Sometimes the rain doesn’t wash us away it brings us back to who we were before the world told us to grow up.”

~ aaryan🖤