In a world of concrete shadows, You learned to dance in the rain, With every crack that splintered, You found beauty in the pain. A stained-glass heart, once shattered, Rebuilding colors bold and bright, You paint your scars with courage, And ignite the darkest night. You're a dandelion rising, From the cracks in the stone, A phoenix stitching wings back, Turning pain into gold. Oh, little star, they tried to bury, But you were born to glow, A dandelion phoenix, Harnessing your soul. With whispers of the past haunting, You stand fragile, yet so strong, Some days are filled with heartache, Others, you sing your song. Each breath is a resurrection, Every step a brand new fight, Youβre unbreakable as diamonds, Forged in the hellfire light. You're a dandelion rising, From the cracks in the stone, A phoenix stitching wings back, Turning pain into gold. Oh, little star, they tried to bury, But you were born to glow, A dandelion phoenix, Harnessing your soul. And when the night is heavy, And shadows close around, Youβll lift your voice like thunder, Youβll shake the ground. With every piece you gather, Youβll build a castle grand, With colors of your choosing, A life that you command. You're a dandelion rising, From the cracks in the stone, A phoenix stitching wings back, Turning pain into gold. Oh, little star, they tried to bury, But you were born to glow, A dandelion phoenix, Harnessing your soul. Oh, a dandelion phoenix, Always meant to rise, Glowing in your freedom, Underneath the skies. You're a dandelion phoenix, Forever you will shine, With every color chosen, Your heart, a sacred shrine. (A dandelion phoenix, Forever you will shine.)
