[Part 1] Carrying a weight that no one really sees, Fighting this battle on my worn-out knees. Putting on the armor just to make it through the day, While every heavy shadow tries to steal the light away. The silence in the room is getting hard to bear, Breath by breath... running low on air. [part 2] Demands on paper, voices in the dark, Trying to protect every fragile spark. Holding up the roof while the foundation shakes, Learning what it costs, and learning what it takes. I feel the tide pulling under the surface deep... Counting every promise that I'm fighting to keep. This is the struggle! The quiet, heavy fight! Walking through the darkness in the middle of the night! Tired to the bone, but I refuse to break, For every single step that I still have to take! Through the invisible storm... I find a way. [part 3] No more hiding in the shade... Step by step through the cold gray. The walls press in, the pressure starts to rise, Hiding the exhaustion behind quiet eyes... [part 4] Hear the wood roar, hear the thunder call! From the broken dust, I am standing tall! No surrender, no quiet retreat— I break the chains beneath my feet! This is the struggle! The quiet, heavy fight! Walking through the darkness in the middle of the night! Tired to the bone, but I refuse to break, For every single step that I still have to take! Through the invisible storm... I find my way. [outro] Through the storm... I find my way.
