[intro – organ + soft choir hum] (Mm…) They tried to draw my sky in chalk, But I was born with stars in my palms. [verse 1 – reflective flow] They said, “Dream smaller, stay in your lane,” But how you cage a storm and still expect rain? I seen ceilings made from somebody else’s fear, But I was raised to make my own atmosphere. I’m talkin’ lift off, no permission slips, Fuel my vision from the doubt they drip. They boxed me in, I broke the box, Now I write my prayers in paradox. [pre-chorus – choir echoes] (Don’t let ‘em tell you who you are…) (You’re born with the light of a distant star…) [chorus – big gospel lift] Never be limited, no chains, no ceilings, They can’t measure my faith, can’t cage my feelings. You can’t tell the sun to dim, You can’t clip the wings on a hymn. Never be limited by the fear they sold, My dreams too big for their mold. [verse 2 – faster, layered flow] They tried to name my value, I declined, You can’t weigh a soul, you can’t price a mind. I was built from dust, but designed from gold, Every doubt they gave me, I bought and sold. See, I’m the math they never solved, The storm that silence can’t dissolve. I’m the child of the dream they feared, Every limit they spoke, disappeared. [pre-chorus – choir harmonizing stronger] (Don’t let ‘em tell you who you are…) (You’re born with the light of a distant star…) [chorus – full power, layered vocals] Never be limited, no chains, no ceilings, They can’t measure my faith, can’t cage my feelings. You can’t tell the sun to dim, You can’t clip the wings on a hymn. Never be limited by the fear they sold, My dreams too big for their mold. [bridge – spoken-word sermon over quiet choir] They said gravity would keep me down, But I learned faith don’t listen to the ground. The higher you climb, the smaller they sound, ‘Cause the vision ain’t theirs — it’s profound. Don’t fit in frames when you’re born to ignite, They can’t shade a soul that was built from light. [final chorus – choir full force, cinematic drums] Never be limited, no chains, no ceilings, They can’t measure my faith, can’t cage my feelings. You can’t tell the sun to dim, You can’t clip the wings on a hymn. Never be limited by the fear they sold, My dreams too big for their mold. Never be limited — keep risin’, unfold, My heart’s made of fire and gold. [outro – choir fades with organ] (Mm… no chains, no ceilings…) (Never be limited…)
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