Coal Dust Sunrise

Alex Wilson

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(Pre-Chorus)
Beneath the grit, a spark ignites,
Chasing the ghosts of endless nights.
This ain't no Eden, raw and deep,
But promises the weary keep.

(Chorus)
These coal dust sunrises, they stain the peaks in gray,
But hope's true fire still finds a way, yeah, it always finds a way.
The tired earth groans, a haunting, low refrain,
Yet grit-worn hands find strength to rise and live again.
To rise and breathe again.

(Verse 2)
The earth gives freely, then demands its toll,
Each dawn a testament to body and soul.
Redemption's whisper in the morning's light,
A bruising struggle, a constant, inner fight.
A flicker of grace, a beacon in the night,
A stubborn promise burning ever so bright.
The scars remain, a map of every pain,
But the spirit's song, a fierce, unbroken strain.

(Pre-Chorus)
Beneath the grit, a spark ignites,
Chasing the ghosts of endless nights.
This ain't no Eden, raw and deep,
But promises the weary keep.

(Bridge)
The mountain stands, a titan through the years,
Swallowing hardship, conquering all fears.
This ain't the ending, just a beat in between,
A chance to reclaim, to heal, to be seen.

(Outro)
To rise and breathe again,
A coal dust sunrise, and we're all risin' again.

2090/7500

Long shadows creep on the valley floor, As the bleeding sky unveils what's in store. A cold breath sighs through the hollows deep, Where old dreams stir and new promises keep. A shack stands weathered, a whisper of gray, But a tender warmth chases shadows away. A soft hymn rises on the morning's chill, A silent plea, standing perfectly still. (Pre-Chorus) Beneath the grit, a spark ignites, Chasing the ghosts of endless nights. This ain't no Eden, raw and deep, But promises the weary keep. (Chorus) These coal dust sunrises, they stain the peaks in gray, But hope's true fire still finds a way, yeah, it always finds a way. The tired earth groans, a haunting, low refrain, Yet grit-worn hands find strength to rise and live again. To rise and breathe again. (Verse 2) The earth gives freely, then demands its toll, Each dawn a testament to body and soul. Redemption's whisper in the morning's light, A bruising struggle, a constant, inner fight. A flicker of grace, a beacon in the night, A stubborn promise burning ever so bright. The scars remain, a map of every pain, But the spirit's song, a fierce, unbroken strain. (Pre-Chorus) Beneath the grit, a spark ignites, Chasing the ghosts of endless nights. This ain't no Eden, raw and deep, But promises the weary keep. (Chorus) These coal dust sunrises, they stain the peaks in gray, But hope's true fire still finds a way, yeah, it always finds a way. The tired earth groans, a haunting, low refrain, Yet grit-worn hands find strength to rise and live again. To rise and breathe again. (Bridge) The mountain stands, a titan through the years, Swallowing hardship, conquering all fears. This ain't the ending, just a beat in between, A chance to reclaim, to heal, to be seen. (Chorus) These coal dust sunrises, they stain the peaks in gray, But hope's true fire still finds a way, yeah, it always finds a way. The tired earth groans, a haunting, low refrain, Yet grit-worn hands find strength to rise and live again. To rise and breathe again. (Outro) To rise and breathe again, A coal dust sunrise, and we're all risin' again.

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