Outro

Last row, window seat, the engine's hum

Flying away from the life I've run

No one beside me, just empty space

But it's too small to stretch, too vast to escape

Clouds roll beneath like whispers below

The Atlantic wide, where will I go?

This life's been a storm, a race, a fight

Now it's just me and the quiet of flight

Flying across the ocean, chasing the unknown

Leaving behind a world I've outgrown

In this metal bird, where dreams collide