[Soft acoustic guitar, gentle fingerpicking with melancholic undertone] Verse 1: Pockets full of (memories) Scattered like leaves on broken streets Chasing ghosts of what could be Where hope and (desperation) meet [Crescendo with subtle percussion] Chorus: WANDERING through the margins of grace Picking up pieces of an unfinished trace These whispers of fortune, they come and they go (Windfall) secrets that nobody knows [Raw, vulnerable vocal delivery] Verse 2: Strangers' stories tucked in my coat Fragments of dreams that barely float One dollar, one chance, one moment's breath Dancing between survival and death [Harmonica subtle background] Bridge: LISTEN close to the silence between Where luck and longing convene Pocketful of maybe, handful of might (Riding) the edges of day and night [Intense vocal build-up] Final Chorus: WANDERING through the margins of grace Picking up pieces of an unfinished trace These whispers of fortune, they come and they go (Windfall) secrets that nobody knows [Gradual acoustic fade]
