“Hearts on Fire, Feet on the Ground" ©2026 Chris@Asti2013 All Rights Reserved. --- Verse 1 I woke up with a trembling heart, a rhythm beating in my chest like dawn, a little wild, a little broken, like a story I’ve been standing on. The coffee steamed against the window, the world was colored soft and blue, and somewhere in the quiet morning I felt the pull of something true. Verse 1 – Part 2 There’s a whisper in the timber walls, there’s a bruise beneath the laughter lines, there’s a memory in every heartbeat of everything that once was mine. And I could drown inside the silence, or rise like rivers after rain— but every tear I’ve tried to swallow still tastes like you and all your flame. --- Pre-Chorus Oh, there’s a fire that won’t go out, burning underneath my skin. A restless beating, fierce and loud, pulling me back in again. --- Chorus ’Cause my heart is on fire, but my feet are on the ground. I’m a storm and I’m a feather, I’m the lost that became found. I’m the shouting in the mountains, I’m the whisper in the sound, I’m the dream that keeps on rising when the world keeps pulling down. Oh, I’m burning with desire— and I won’t turn around. My heart is on fire, but my feet are on the ground. --- Verse 2 I walk the streets in woolen shadows, the city glowing like a tide. And everyone’s a tiny universe with a galaxy they try to hide. I see the hope behind their eyelids, I see the fear beneath their breath— we’re all just paper boats in rivers trying not to think of death. Verse 2 – Part 2 And I’ve been dancing in the crosswinds, I’ve been praying to the moon, I’ve been learning how to break apart and somehow heal again by noon. ’Cause life will shake you like a thunder and stitch you up with threads of gold— and all the pain we keep inside us is just love that’s left untold. --- Pre-Chorus Oh, I’m a wildfire in winter, a heartbeat in the cold. A story written sideways but still begging to be told. --- Chorus My heart is on fire, but my feet are on the ground. I’m a storm and I’m a feather, I’m the lost that became found. I’m the shouting in the mountains, I’m the whisper in the sound, I’m the dream that keeps on rising when the world keeps pulling down. Oh, I’m burning like a choir singing loud without a crown. My heart is on fire, but my feet are on the ground. --- Bridge – Long, emotional, explosive, folk-pop energy Let the drums pound, let the echoes shake, let the walls fall down for heaven’s sake. Let the light spill in, let the truth awake— we’re alive, alive, alive. Let the night scream, let the daylight run, let the hearts break open one by one. We’re the wild ones dancing toward the sun— we survive, survive, survive. Oh, the love we lost, the wounds we hide, the songs we wrote but never tried— they’re the wings beneath the rising tide, they’re the reason we’re alive. --- Chorus (bigger, higher, more euphoria) My heart is on fire, but my feet are on the ground. I am lightning in the ocean, I am thunder without sound. I am every broken moment turning slowly back around, I am hope that won’t stop burning even when the rain pours down. Oh, I’m running through the wire, but I’m safe where I am bound. My heart is on fire, but my feet are on the ground. --- Verse 3 (intimate, quiet, emotional) There’s a softness in the darkness that I never saw before. A warmth that hums beneath the chaos, a light behind every door. And if love is made of moments, of the scars and of the scars alone— then every bruise inside my memory is a landmark leading home. --- Final Chorus (epic Smith & Thell, layered vocals, passion + euphoria) My heart is on fire, but my feet are on the ground. I’m the echo of a promise that refuses to stay drowned. I’m the prayer inside the thunder, I’m the scream without a sound— I’m the love that keeps on rising no matter who’s around. Oh, I’m the ember and the pyre, I’m the lost that once was found. My heart is on fire, my heart is on fire— but my feet are on the ground. --- Outro (gentle, soft, glowing) So let the light come through the cracks, let the winds return me home. Let the fire keep me standing even when I stand alone. For every tear that shaped my story, every ache that I have known— is a spark that keeps on burning in a heart that’s grown and grown. My heart is still on fire… but my feet, my feet are on the ground.
