COAT OF MANY COLORS — THE PATCHWORK ANTHEM [STYLE] Mid-tempo Southern rap-rock fusion. Warm acoustic guitar strumming, deep boom-bap drums, electric guitar accents, atmospheric synth pads, soulful male vocal, conversational rap verses, uplifting communal chorus. Nostalgic, humble, cinematic and heartfelt. [INTRO — ACOUSTIC GUITAR] It ain't what you're wearing. It's what you're carrying. It's where you came from. [VERSE 1] Pieces on the table, Memories in the thread, Hands that made a future From the little that they had. Nothing came easy, Nothing came free, But love had a way Of making enough for me. [CHORUS] In every color, In every thread, There's a little bit of love From the life we've led. A jacket worn and true, A story shining through, It's the love inside the neighborhood That carries me and you. [VERSE 2 — RAP] Patchwork life, Patchwork town, Everybody's got a story When you slow it down. Old photographs, Names carved in wood, Things weren't always easy, But the people stood good. Hand-me-down dreams, Brand-new days, Different colors, Different ways. You don't need much When your people stand near, Sometimes the richest thing Is knowing who's here. [PRE-CHORUS] We came from somewhere. We belong somewhere. Every scar is a stitch. Every memory's there. [CHORUS] In every color, In every thread, There's a little bit of love From the life we've led. A jacket worn and true, A story shining through, It's the love inside the neighborhood That carries me and you. [BRIDGE — STRIPPED DOWN] What you have Can become enough. What you know Can become love. What you make Can become history. What you give Can become family. [BUILD] Acoustic guitar. Boom-bap drums. Electric guitar rising. [FINAL CHORUS] In every color, In every thread, There's a little bit of love From the life we've led. From the old front porch To the streets we knew, The colors of our lives Still carry us through. [OUTRO] Patchwork hearts. Patchwork lives. One neighborhood. One story.
