Title: “Dilli Dust & Diesel Sky” [Verse 1] I woke up to a blood-red sun, Burnin’ through a dirty haze. Phone says “stay inside today,” Like that’s livin’ anyway. Got a mask hangin’ on my rearview, Like some kind of rodeo prize. But this ain’t no wild west movie, It’s Delhi chokin’ right before my eyes. [Pre-Chorus] Mama used to say, “Boy, breathe deep and feel alive,” Now every breath I take feels like a slow goodbye. [Chorus] Dilli dust and diesel sky, I’m coughin’ out a rebel’s cry. My lungs are black, these streets are gray, But I’m still ridin’ through this toxic day. Hey, Dilli, can you hear me scream? Through the horns and the smog and the shattered dream? This ain’t the way that we should die, Under a poison, petrol, heaven-high sky. [Verse 2] Kids play cricket in the courtyard, With inhalers in their jeans. Granny’s on the balcony, Sayin’, “Ye hawa pehle jaisi nahin.” Billboard shows a mountain stream, Clear blue water, perfect green. But the only river that I see Is traffic lights and kerosene. [Pre-Chorus] I used to chase the skyline like a jet straight through the blue, Now I chase a cleaner breath I can’t run back to. [Chorus] Dilli dust and diesel sky, I’m coughin’ out a rebel’s cry. My lungs are black, these streets are gray, But I’m still ridin’ through this toxic day. Hey, Dilli, can you hear me scream? Through the horns and the smog and the shattered dream? This ain’t the way that we should die, Under a poison, petrol, heaven-high sky. [Bridge] Saans bhi jalti hai, yaara, Jab raat ko main ghar chalta hoon. Hawa mein zehar sa ghoomta, Par phir bhi main yahin palta hoon. Turn up the amps, let the truth get loud, No more hiding in the comfort of the crowd. If the air’s on fire, we gotta raise some hell, ‘Cause silence is a coffin and we know it too well. [Breakdown – half-time] I don’t want your greenwashed lullabies, Filters, figures, corporate lies. Give me trees, not alibis, Give me stars back in my sky. [Final Chorus] Dilli dust and diesel sky, I’m singin’ like I won’t comply. I want my breath, I want my dawn, Not this gas-choked, half-lived marathon. Hey, Dilli, can you hear me now? I’ve got a country-rock prayer and a broken vow. Till the day this city breathes alive, I’ll keep this angry engine in overdrive. [Outro] Red sun sinking, headlights glow, Another toxic rodeo. But I’ll keep drivin’, I’ll keep tryin’, ‘Cause this city’s worth more than the way it’s dyin’.
