Monsoon Miles

Sky's been heavy since the afternoon

Lace up tight, we're leaving soon

Wet sneakers squeaking on the promenade

Chaiwala laughing at the plans we made

Vada pav steam and the salt in the air

Every other runner went and hid somewhere

Hair stuck to my cheek and I don't even care

Lungs on fire like a festival flare

Waves keep clapping like a stadium crowd

Rain on my face, I've never felt this proud

Faster, faster, never slow

Let the storm decide how far we go

Run through the monsoon, run through the grey

Puddles like mirrors showing me the way

Thunder on my left and the sea on my right

I'm a lightning bolt on the Marine Drive night

Clouds roll in like a drum parade

Not one step of this I'm afraid

Mile after mile and the city glows

Where we're running only the ocean knows

Breathe in, breathe out

Rain turns into a shout

Run through the monsoon, run through the grey

Puddles like mirrors showing me the way

Thunder on my left and the sea on my right

I'm a lightning bolt on the Marine Drive night

Run through the monsoon

Run through the monsoon

Sun comes back, but so do we