Verse 1: Every strike, every fall, is just practice, No hate, no anger, only learning through this. No misstep meant to wound or break, We grow in the light of each mistake. Chorus: In life we stumble, in life we rise, With gentle eyes, we see through the disguise. No enemy, no blame, just life’s plain frame, In training, in training, we find our name. Verse 2: The sharpest words, the heavy blows, Are not walls but signs where wisdom grows. With calm I dodge, with grace I stand, Thankful for each guiding hand. (Chorus repeat) In life we stumble, in life we rise... Bridge: I keep my soul clear from anger and pain, What happens, must happen, like soft falling rain. Final Chorus: In life we stumble, in life we rise, With gentle eyes, we see through the disguise. No fight, no shame, just life’s plain frame, In training, in training, we find our name.
