[Intro – spoken / half-sung] Yeah… sunrise creeping on my conscience, Empty bottles on the carpet, Echoes in my mind talking louder than the silence, Mhm… I guess it’s time I face what I did. [Verse 1] Say now, where you headed with that hate in your soul? Eyes red as the stoplights, heart cold as the north pole, You been running from a shadow wearing yesterday’s clothes, Tryna wash off sins that the river don’t hold. Heard the whispers in the wind call your government name, They say pride ride shotgun when you drive through shame, Every saint got a stain, every angel got aim, But forgiveness feel foreign when you speak in flame. So you clutch that wheel like a sermon you wrote, Voice cracking from regret in the words you choke, Left love in the kitchen where the letters still smoke, Dreams dripping from your palms like a leaking boat. [Hook] Now the sunlight hit the blinds like truth through time, Every lie that you built start to lose its rhyme, Ain’t no rewind when your heart press play, So you pray to the dawn just to show your face. [Verse 2] Now picture this, asphalt sweating under my feet, I’m walking past the scene where the sirens sleep, Concrete keep secrets, whisper back deceit, And them pigeons act holy but they peck for meat. Man, the city don’t blink, it just breathe in crime, I done seen halos slip and wings recline, You can paint peace gold, but it still might rust, You can run from your guilt, but it still find dust. She told me once, “You don’t kill love, you cage it,” So I broke out the bars, but my soul stayed vacant, Now the mirror got a mouth and it talk too much, Sayin’, “You can’t find heaven when you clutch that grudge.” [Bridge – soulful verse / almost sung] Ooh, I hear that morning hummin’, Like truth on a trumpet runnin’, All my demons wearin’ Sunday best, But they still dance ugly when the light confess. Maybe I ain’t lost, I’m just late to grace, Maybe pain just the toll when you change your ways, Maybe peace ain’t a place, it’s a pulse in space, That remind you you’re alive when your heart still race. [Hook] Now the sunlight hit the blinds like truth through time, Every lie that you built start to lose its rhyme, Ain’t no rewind when your heart press play, So you pray to the dawn just to show your face. [Outro – spoken] Now if you wake up with your shadow heavy, And your past sittin’ on your chest like envy, Don’t curse the night that made you stumble, Thank the morning that made you ready. (soft fade with hums, layered harmonies, and faint vinyl crackle)
