Looking back

[Intro - Immediate Vocal, intimate] I saw this night before it came. Old hands, young fire, same name. Future me was right. [Verse 1] I’m looking back from silver hair, laughing in a velvet chair, city lights are doing tricks on the glass. All those nights I nearly folded, all those dreams I barely held, now they sparkle like a crown in the past. I only had a sign from God, one wild thought, one stubborn heart, and a voice that said, “keep walking.” I had doubt in Dolby sound, but I turned that volume down, now the whole room hears me talking. [Female Shadow - whispered, reversed texture underneath] You won’t make it. You’re too late. Who are you? [Lead Response - controlled] Watch me move. Watch me stay. Watch me prove. [Pre-Chorus - rising, glossy] Now there’s neon on the ceiling, Daft Punk ghosts in chrome, Blade Runner rain on the windows. Got a Star Trek view from the penthouse, DeLorean dreams in the driveway, Tron-blue light on the dancefloor. I was never built for giving in, I was built to begin again, and again, and again, and again. [Chorus - euphoric, wide] Future me was right about me, I was more than fear could see, I kept the fire when the night got loud. Strobe Therapy, flash on flash, look at all we made from ash, we turned the lost years into now. Raise the glass. Hit the lights. Old man dancing with his younger life. [Post-Chorus - club chant] Boom, boom, heart still kicking. Boom, boom, stars still spinning. Boom, boom, I’m still in it. Future me was right. [Verse 2 - playful, sharper beat] Got the rooftop looking Gatsby, got the skyline saying “finally,” got my old ghosts dressed up at the bar. They all came to watch the ending, but the ending kept extending, now we’re laughing like we hacked the stars. Had a lightsaber glow in my chest, had a Matrix glitch in my head, had a holy little spark in the static. Every “never” turned to rhythm, every scar became a prism, every breakdown turned cinematic. [Female Shadow - stronger, negative-framed belt] You were broken. You were finished. You were never enough. [Lead Response - belted, drawing in] I was chosen. I was building. I was made from love. [Pre-Chorus 2 - deeper, more emotional] Now the bassline pulls the floor up, now the crowd becomes a choir, now the old pain finds the exit. I can see the boy who prayed once, I can see the man who stayed up, I can see the life that answered. I was never built for giving in, I was built to begin again, and again, and again, and again. [Chorus - full release] Future me was right about me, I was more than fear could see, I kept the fire when the night got loud. Strobe Therapy, flash on flash, look at all we made from ash, we turned the lost years into now. Raise the glass. Hit the lights. Old man dancing with his younger life. [Drop - One Hard Pump] One sign. One flame. One more step through the shame. One heart. One room. One hard pump. Boom. [Release - cinematic, euphoric] And the whole sky opens, and the whole room slows, and I feel God laughing like, “I told you so.” And the lights fall softer, and the bass lets go, and I hold the moment like gold in my bones. [Final Chorus - warm, victorious] Future me was right about me, I was more than fear could see, I kept the fire when the night got loud. Strobe Therapy, flash on flash, look at all we made from ash, we turned the lost years into now. Raise the glass. Hit the lights. Old man dancing with his younger life. [Outro - relaxing theatrical cool-off] Old hands. Young fire. Same name. One sign. One thought. One flame. Future me was right. Future me was right. Future me was right.