Quiet streets

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Some days I walk the city just to hear my own heartbeat,
‘Cause the walls in my apartment echo too much when I breathe.
I watch strangers laughing, leaning shoulders in the sun,
And I wonder when the last time was that I felt like anyone.
These sidewalks know the version of me
That I don’t show to friends.
Yeah, I talk to the pavement sometimes
Just to feel someone listens again.
🌇 PRE-CHORUS
And I swear I’m tryin’
But the sky feels heavy when it rains.
Still I keep walkin’,
Hoping one day I might feel okay.
🎶 CHORUS
Because out here,
Where the quiet streets know my name,
I feel a little less invisible,
A little less ashamed.
And I fear,
If I stop movin’ I’ll break—
So I let the city hold me up
When I don’t feel brave.
Yeah, the quiet streets
Know my name.
🎸 VERSE 2
I’ve burned some bridges I was scared to rebuild,
Left some people waiting for a “sorry” I never spilled.
Been a ghost at my own table, fading out of my own life,
Searching for something that feels like me in the neon lights.
And I still taste the memories
Of the nights I should’ve stayed.
But regrets don’t stop the bleeding—
They just teach you where you fray.
🌇 PRE-CHORUS 2
I’m still tryin’,
Even when I stumble through the pain.
And I’m still fighting,
Even when the truth feels like a chain.
🎶 CHORUS
Because out here,
Where the quiet streets know my name,
I feel a little less invisible,
A little less ashamed.
And I fear,
If I stop movin’ I’ll break—
So I let the city hold me up
When I don’t feel brave.
Yeah, the quiet streets
Know my name.
🌉 BRIDGE (emotional lift)
I’ve been down, I’ve been lost,
I’ve been every kind of hollow.
But these roads, they never judge—
They just ask me to follow.
Every crack in the pavement
Is a place I’ve cried before,
But somehow walking through the hurt
Makes me need it less than before.
🎶 FINAL CHORUS (bigger, heartfelt)
Because out here,
Where the quiet streets know my name,
I feel a little less invisible,
A little less ashamed.
And I fear,
If I stop movin’ I’ll break—
So I let the city hold me up
When I don’t feel brave.
Yeah, the quiet streets,
The quiet streets…
They know my name.e

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Some days I walk the city just to hear my own heartbeat, ‘Cause the walls in my apartment echo too much when I breathe. I watch strangers laughing, leaning shoulders in the sun, And I wonder when the last time was that I felt like anyone. These sidewalks know the version of me That I don’t show to friends. Yeah, I talk to the pavement sometimes Just to feel someone listens again. 🌇 PRE-CHORUS And I swear I’m tryin’ But the sky feels heavy when it rains. Still I keep walkin’, Hoping one day I might feel okay. 🎶 CHORUS Because out here, Where the quiet streets know my name, I feel a little less invisible, A little less ashamed. And I fear, If I stop movin’ I’ll break— So I let the city hold me up When I don’t feel brave. Yeah, the quiet streets Know my name. 🎸 VERSE 2 I’ve burned some bridges I was scared to rebuild, Left some people waiting for a “sorry” I never spilled. Been a ghost at my own table, fading out of my own life, Searching for something that feels like me in the neon lights. And I still taste the memories Of the nights I should’ve stayed. But regrets don’t stop the bleeding— They just teach you where you fray. 🌇 PRE-CHORUS 2 I’m still tryin’, Even when I stumble through the pain. And I’m still fighting, Even when the truth feels like a chain. 🎶 CHORUS Because out here, Where the quiet streets know my name, I feel a little less invisible, A little less ashamed. And I fear, If I stop movin’ I’ll break— So I let the city hold me up When I don’t feel brave. Yeah, the quiet streets Know my name. 🌉 BRIDGE (emotional lift) I’ve been down, I’ve been lost, I’ve been every kind of hollow. But these roads, they never judge— They just ask me to follow. Every crack in the pavement Is a place I’ve cried before, But somehow walking through the hurt Makes me need it less than before. 🎶 FINAL CHORUS (bigger, heartfelt) Because out here, Where the quiet streets know my name, I feel a little less invisible, A little less ashamed. And I fear, If I stop movin’ I’ll break— So I let the city hold me up When I don’t feel brave. Yeah, the quiet streets, The quiet streets… They know my name.e

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